Chapter 80: Exclusive on Jinjiang 1/2

Seeing the two on stage battling the giant Buddha, the audience couldn’t contain their excitement.

Because “The Crimson Monk” is a popular Chinese animation, most viewers have read the original work and know the plot after the battle.

“Although my Xiaochi and Qiowan have become mortals, they can communicate with each other now!”

“I remember that after they defeated the antagonist, it’s the Blood World Grand Wedding. Are you two going to get married on the spot?!”

“Even more, Xiaochi and Xiaowan have kissed! Can I dream of a live reenactment, even if it’s just a stand-in? I would be satisfied!”

“Haha, just like the previous group, I saw Teacher Du and Xiaomi cooling down after the performance and politely shaking hands. So cute.”

Online viewers could chat with bullet comments while watching. In front of the live audience, people were completely absorbed in the stage. Many were holding their friends’ hands, nervous and expectant, murmuring, “Oh my god, is the plot I’ve been waiting for finally happening?”

When the giant Buddha collapsed, a “bang” echoed as a cascade of petals showered down from the stage ceiling, leaving everyone stunned.

Then they saw the big demon approaching the Crimson Monk. The two stood face to face, very close, gazing at each other.

In the beautiful flower rain, Shi Zhang held Song Fuzhi’s chin, and Song Fuzhi’s hand rested on Shi Zhang’s arm, fingers gripping tightly, causing the fabric to form deep wrinkles.

Song Fuzhi blinked at Shi Zhang, and Shi Zhang’s Adam’s apple moved.

These subtle movements elicited a wave of screams from the audience.

Most enticing was the push and pull of this almost-kiss, making it irresistibly captivating.

Earlier, the Crimson Monk and the big demon each had their struggles and hesitations, wanting to approach each other but holding back.

Now, as they became mortal beings, like a new beginning, they could finally be open about everything.

In the next moment, the fingertips clasped around the neck of the Compassionate Lord tightened slightly. Strands of long hair fell to the side of the face, and their lips met.

Screams nearly tore the roof off.

Bullet comments flooded in, densely covering the screen with exclamation marks and “Ah, ah, ah.”

“Wow, they’re really kissing?!!!”

“Ah ah ah ah ah!!!”

“Can we see this in a live broadcast?”

“Other groups are just stand-ins, but you two are really kissing!”

After a short retreat by the Demon of Myriad Forms, the lips of both seemed even redder.

They couldn’t help but smile at each other for a few seconds, then simultaneously averted their gaze, pressing their fingertips against their lips and coughing deliberately.

“Ah, ah, ah, the smiles after kissing are the best!”

“So real, so real, not like acting…”

“A real couple can’t portray this!”

Row upon row of screams surged like a tide. In the dimming golden light, the two figures stood tall, hands entwined.

In a place not captured by the camera, Shi Zhang gently pinched Song Fuzhi’s fingertips.

They gazed at each other, as if still a monk and a demon, immersed in that fantastical and ancient parallel world.

But through the gorgeous and thick makeup, they also saw each other’s most authentic selves.

Shi Zhang looked at Song Fuzhi, his voice inexplicably hoarse, solemnly saying, “As the heavens and earth bear witness.”

Song Fuzhi gripped his hand in return, smiling as she spoke the final lines, “And the sun and moon beat as one.”

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The stage went completely dark, silence reigning for a few seconds before screams echoed throughout the venue.

“Ah ah, my OTP got married!!”

“Both my OTPs got married, ah ah ah.”

“This is getting intense; I’m at a cosplay event attending a wedding…”

“So, when Octopus Teacher mentioned the’most crucial scene’ during rehearsal yesterday, it was the Blood World Grand Wedding!”

“Damn, I remember them saying, ‘Just let true feelings show when the time comes.’ It means the marriage is genuine, right?”

“Oh no, I accidentally got hit with reality!!” (pinching the philtrum)

“Why is it so real in both the drama and reality?!”

The screams from the audience below were like a roaring tide. In the glimmering stage, taking advantage of the unclear view, Song Fuzhi’s heart raced, and he impulsively turned off the microphone, repeating to Shi Zhang, “Shi Zhang, we… as the heavens and earth bear witness, and the sun and moon beat as one.”

Shi Zhang’s voice, deep and trembling, lightly tapped Song Fuzhi’s forehead. “Finally, I made up for the wedding.”

Song Fuzhi suddenly thought of it shortly after they got married. They were on a university visit with Shi Zhang’s students, and they ran into Shi Professor giving an outdoor plant lesson.

It suddenly started raining heavily that day. Shi Zhang took him under a tree to shelter from the rain, while the other teachers and students were not far away.

In that curtain of rain, Shi Zhang mentioned that they had never had a wedding, and then they shared their first kiss.

Song Fuzhi still remembered what Shi Zhang said at that time. The raindrops came from all over the world, traversing countless times and spaces. This boundless breadth was their witness.

At this moment, reminiscent as if it were yesterday, the lines seemed to perfectly resonate with Song Fuzhi’s thoughts. When he realized this, he casually spoke out, “Now, truly, so many people have witnessed it.”

“Actually… it’s all fine,” Shi Zhang said. “We know, and that’s enough.”

Vows, witnesses, forever… Saying them or not didn’t matter because they could live up to them.

The stage lights returned, and Octopus and FuFu stood in the center, bowing in gratitude. The audience’s screams intensified.

Song Fuzhi’s emotions continued to surge, and even now, his fingertips were still slightly trembling.

So excited, like a dream.

He and Shi Zhang had actually held a small wedding through a stage play in front of everyone.

Whether as characters in an animation or in reality, at this moment, they both achieved double fulfillment.

After each performance, there was a short segment for chatting with the host.

The host walked onto the stage, smiling, and said, “Thank you, two teachers, for bringing such an exciting performance.”

This statement was drowned out in the enthusiastic cheers. The microphone couldn’t compete with the audience’s shouting, and the situation briefly got out of control.

It was only when Song Fuzhi cleared his throat and smiled, saying, “Alright,” that everyone gradually calmed down.

For some reason, whenever FuFu spoke, even in a calm tone, everyone couldn’t help but listen.

Perhaps this was the passive skill of a class teacher.

The host often hosted various subcultural events and understood the audience well. Smiling at Octopus and FuFu, he said, “Hmm… I believe everyone is very excited now and has many questions for the two teachers.”

The audience immediately began shouting in disorder: “Yes!!” “Come clean, are you two legally married?” “Kiss again! Ah ah ah!” “Was FuFu a cosplayer before?” and various other comments.

FuFu calmly pressed his lips, unable to control the slight upward curve at the corners.

As for Octopus… They had never seen the Octopus Teacher laugh so happily before.