Urban Hardened All-area System

The hostile couple were indeed university students.    

The man was called Song Shuhang, and the woman was called Zhou Ruo.    

Both of them came from the highest academy in Zheshui Province, the music department of the Water Breaking University.    

So they were top students. No wonder the arrogance in their eyes didn't disappear.    

While Ye Hong was observing everyone, why were the others observing Ye Hong and Yao Ling from time to time?    

After all, the two of them were the true first place in the first round. They were powerful opponents that the crowd could not ignore.    

Finally, after a long wait, the second round of the Classical Music competition officially began.    

Unlike the group performance in the first round, the second round took turns playing one by one.    

The order of the performance would be decided by the lots drawn by the contestants.    

Since Ye Hong and the others had won first place in the first round, they had the right to draw first.    

"Yao... Yao." Ye Hong almost called out Yao Ling's real name. He quickly changed his words and said, "Go and draw."    

He saw Yao Ling staring at the drawing box eagerly.    

This girl's childhood was really too monotonous, to the point that she even seemed to be very interested in drawing a lot.    

So Ye Hong simply fulfilled her wish.    

"That's great!"    

Yao Ling jumped lightly and took out a paper ball from the box in the host's hand with a smile.    

The host opened the paper ball and shouted at everyone in the square: "Congratulations to Ximen Qing, sir, and Miss Yao Yao for getting number 5!"    

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, followed by a complicated discussion.    

Number 5 meant that she would be the last to go on stage among the participants of the five groups.    

According to normal competitions, there might be some benefits to the finale.    

But according to today's weather that was so hot that it made people evaporate, the audience, judges, and participants' physical strength were all silently drying up by the sun.    

As time passed, everyone's patience would gradually decrease, and their appreciation of music would naturally be affected as well.    

By the time it was Ye Hong's turn, everyone's patience would have long been worn down by the high temperature.    

So when they saw Yao Ling draw the lots, the other four groups of participants let out a sigh of relief and immediately revealed a gloating smile.    

Yao Ling did not feel anything and ran to Ye Hong's side with a carefree smile.    

Ye Hong glanced at everyone's strange expressions and smiled indifferently. He did not put them in his eyes at all.    

The drawing of lots ended very quickly. The first person to go on stage happened to be Song Shuhang and Zhou Ruo, the couple of college students.    

The two of them walked proudly and looked at Ye Hong and Yao Ling provocatively. After that, they slowly stepped onto the stage in the center of the awning.    

"Big Brother Hong, their expressions are so scary."    

Feeling the hostility coming from the face, Yao Ling said in fear from the side.    

"Oh, maybe it is because they did not wash their faces when they went out that they became paralyzed." Ye Hong replied calmly.    

"Plop!"    

Ye Hong didn't lower his voice on purpose, but it was heard by Song Shuhang and Zhou Ruo.    

The two of them staggered, and almost fell onto the stage.    

The sudden appearance immediately caused a wave of mocking laughter from outside the stage.    

The two of them immediately glared at Ye Hong in anger before slowly taking off the zither on their back.    

"Next, please enjoy the [Heaven Sword and Dragon Slaying Composite] 'High Mountain Flowing Water'."    

In the host's heroic voice, Song Shuhang and Zhou Ruo had already sat together. Their twenty fingers moved in unison, and they started to play the two zither in front of them.    

The clear and melodious melody and lively rhythm were like "gurgling and gurgling, the cold current of the nether world; the clear and cold, the thin stream of pine roots."