After Breaking the Persona, I Reach the Peak of My Life

Chapter 598: After modification - 588 Playing the Flute and Dancing with the Sword

Ren Fei immediately thought, this is easy!Turning his head to call out to the fans behind him, he was suddenly stopped by the old master, "Doesn’t count, those here don’t count."

Bi Xia watched the old master making sugar figurines with a smile on his face. His body was calm and comfortable. Then, looking at the old master’s dark blue ancient clothing, her starry eyes twinkled, and she understood.

Turning around, she grabbed Xu Renfei’s hand and said, "This should be a mission."

"Mission?" Xu Renfei’s eyes widened, "Recruit ten guests?"

Bi Xia looked at the old master, then at the fans around them, and then the people on the street dressed in a mix of modern and ancient clothing.

Bi Xia suddenly realized, "The old master must mean those people dressed in the clothing of the time."

Xu Renfei also understood, "Oh, that’s different. We’ll just go get them directly!"

As he spoke, Xu Renfei immediately grabbed a woman and started pulling her towards the old master. But the woman screamed and slapped Xu Renfei on the shoulder.

The woman’s scream immediately attracted the patrolling officers. Seeing the men in official uniforms, Xu Renfei was startled and quickly let go of the woman, hiding behind Bi Xia.

Seeing Xu Renfei’s scared behavior, Bi Xia couldn’t help but laugh, "Can’t you be less scared?"

Xu Renfei peeked out pitifully from behind Bi Xia. After seeing the officers leave after questioning the woman, Xu Renfei came out from behind Bi Xia, gently patting his chest, "I wasn’t scared, I’m just a law-abiding citizen!"

"Right," Bi Xia smirked, "Running as soon as you see an official, clearly not someone who causes trouble."

Xu Renfei snorted lightly and turned to Bi Xia, "What should we do? Clearly, dragging people is not an option."

Xu Renfei clapped his hands together, "How about we do a street performance!"

Bi Xia: ...

"I can play the flute and you can do a sword dance, no need to find any tools," Xu Renfei’s eyes twinkled.

Bi Xia thought for a moment, although the idea was a bit common, it was worth a try.

So Bi Xia nodded in agreement, and Xu Renfei immediately went to find the equipment group in the ancient city.

Even though the director wasn’t there, since the ancient city is an event location, there must be a ’backstage’ prepared. Otherwise, where did the actors get their costumes from?

Sure enough, Xu Renfei found their headquarters, directly went to the equipment group, and took out a stand and a microphone. Then he asked two people to help carry out the sound system.

The head of the equipment group blocked Xu Renfei with a sorrowful face, "Without the director’s approval, we can’t lend these."

Xu Renfei snorted lightly, "What if I insist? If you don’t lend them to me, Yu, you can return my autograph!"

The head of the equipment group looked even more miserable, "Don’t make it hard for me."

Bi Xia stepped out from behind Xu Renfei and said slowly, "How is this making it hard for you? Look, the director isn’t here now, so you don’t know if he’d lend them or not. He just said without his approval, you can’t lend them, but he didn’t say what to do if he isn’t here, right?"

"And you see, you’re asking us to figure things out ourselves, and the way we figured is to ask you, which is convenient and saves effort. Otherwise, if we ask others, it will still come back to you guys, causing more trouble. Isn’t that right?"

"So, it’s better to lend them to us," Bi Xia smiled slightly. "Otherwise, I’ll have Xu Renfei take back his autograph from you, along with Sister Luo’s autograph!"

The head of the equipment group: TOT...

After setting up the equipment, the young man in the green robe stood in front of the microphone, twirling the jade flute in his fingers. His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, then he placed the flute near his lips. His eyes sparkled as he closed them slowly, and with a gentle movement of his fingers, a long, melodious sound flowed from the flute.

The young man in the black robe stood to one side, his starry eyes indifferent. He glanced at the young man in green, and suddenly, with a change in the music, the boy drew his sword swiftly, spun around, and leaped. As he flipped backward, the long sword flashed coldly in the air, but under the rhythm of the music, it added a touch of gentleness.

The music changed again, becoming high-pitched and intense. The boy’s starry eyes grew cold, his red lips pressed into a thin line. His movements no longer displayed gentleness; instead, they were now filled with the blood-soaked violence of a battlefield. Leaping into the air, his long sword gleamed coldly, sweeping outwards.

More and more people began to gather in front of them. The boy retracted his long sword, grabbed the wine flask at his waist, and reclined on a long bench that had been prepared. With wild abandon, he drank from the flask, head thrown back.

As the music faded, the boy hurled the wine flask to the ground, turned to the old master, grabbed a sugar figurine, took a bite, and said in a cold voice, "Heroes arise in turbulent times, time flies by in the Jianghu. In the midst of ambitions and laughter, what beats a fine drunk... Good wine is no match for good sugar! Sweet!"

Xu Renfei: .... Don’t think I don’t know you just wanted an excuse to eat the sugar figurine!