Pampered by the School Bully-Chapter 86 - 85, Ancient costume cheerleading squad, eye-catching!

Chapter 86: 85, Ancient costume cheerleading squad, eye-catching! freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

October brought a season of crisp autumn air, and on one sunny day, students of Longxiang High School welcomed the fiery excitement of the fall sports festival.

The opening ceremony was scheduled for eight o’clock, requiring all students to gather in their classrooms by 7:30. However, those participating in the cheerleading team needed to assemble in the classroom for makeup at 6:30.

In Class 1 of Grade 1, Pu Sangzhi, along with the other eleven cheerleaders already dressed in ancient costumes, was having her makeup and hairstyle done by her classmates in the room.

There was a particularly fashionable young girl in the class who was skilled in makeup. She promptly took the responsibility of being the makeup artist for everyone.

The stylist role was taken up by the class monitor, Wu Beilei, who had no choice but to practice on her younger sister for an entire afternoon the previous weekend. Only then had she grasped the technique well enough to create ancient hairstyles for the twelve girls.

Consequently, the classroom atmosphere was extremely lively from early morning.

The incessant chatter of a dozen girls filled the entire classroom. They laughed and joked, playfully teasing each other, infusing the air with a youthful vibe.

"Wow, Sangzhi, you look so beautiful!"

Pu Sangzhi was the first to finish her makeup and styling, and she stood up in her flowing white and red robes. At that moment, her delicate brows exuded an ethereal charm, stunning everyone present.

As the lead dancer, her makeup was the most exquisite.

Her delicate willow-leaf brows, sparkling eyes, rosy cheeks, and lightly tinted lips were neither too bold nor too plain. With a smile that blossomed like a hundred flowers, she looked as though she had stepped right out of an ancient fantasy TV series, utterly captivating like a Heavenly Immortal.

At that moment, to the other girls, Pu Sangzhi’s beauty was ineffable, overwhelming even her female peers, and radiantly charming without a hint of aggressiveness.

"My God, worthy of being the class beauty. I thought you were already very pretty without makeup; I didn’t expect you to be even more beautiful with it..." Zhu Dandan gazed admiringly at Pu Sangzhi’s attractive profile.

This shower of compliments made Pu Sangzhi feel bashful, and she quickly slipped away to a corner seat, attempting to reduce her presence.

One by one, the other girls finished their makeup and hairstyles, and by that time, it wasn’t early anymore.

Classmates sporadically entered the classroom, and without exception, each one revealed a look of astonishment upon arrival at the door.

Some of the more dramatic girls even screamed, whereas the more reserved ones couldn’t help but give the cheerleaders a few extra glances, feeling a tinge of envy...

The boys showed a variety of intriguing expressions, from flirtatious praise to straightforward teasing, and of course, some shyly blushed in silence.

That morning, the classroom of Class 1, Grade 1 was exceptionally lively.

At 7:30, Huo Mingshan arrived at the classroom.

He immediately noticed the group of beautiful ancient-costumed immortals among the school uniforms.

Huo Mingshan looked radiant and energetic that day, his hair as sleek and polished as his glowing demeanor.

"Classmates, first, let’s give a round of applause to welcome our class’s twelve little fairies on the cheerleading team!"

Huo Mingshan led the applause, prompting the entire class to follow suit.

Thunderous applause echoed throughout the classroom, as loud as roaring thunder, boosting the morale of all the students.

After the applause, Huo Mingshan raised his hand for silence, then continued, "Longxiang High School has never had a ’Most Beautiful Cheerleading Team’ award in all the years since its establishment. So, today at the opening ceremony, I hope our twelve fairies will give us a good start! Do your best to compete for this award!"

Following his words, the classroom burst into another round of applause.

The twelve cheerleaders felt a surge of motivation, and class monitor Wu Beilei, with her signature gold-rimmed glasses, exuded an air of competence and confidence.

Huo Mingshan provided a pre-game pep talk to all the students in the classroom, and then the assembly music played over the loudspeaker.

As the music started, all the classmates left the room and lined up properly in the hallway.

On this floor, classes from other grades also gathered in the hallway, lining up as the assembly music played.

The cheerleaders from other classes were dressed in their colorful cheerleading uniforms and shorts, holding pompoms.

But when they noticed Class 1’s cheerleaders were wearing ancient costumes, the gaze of every student in the hallway centered on Class 1.

"Hey, look at Class 1!"

"Wow, they’re actually wearing ancient costumes... What a move!"

"We’ve lost, we’ve lost... Our witches look plain next to their immortals, totally outshined in an instant."

Among the classes, the comments spread by the male students generally went like this.

"Isn’t it weird for the cheerleaders to wear ancient costumes? It’s just begging for attention..."

"Exactly. I want to see how they’re gonna run in those!"

"I don’t believe they can stand on the sidelines cheering in ancient costumes without feeling too hot."

Among the classes, the comments spread by the female students were similarly this kind.

Undeniably, whether for better or worse, Class 1’s cheerleading squad was unique and very eye-catching.

After the assembly music played, each class from the senior, junior, and freshman years ran out from the teaching building in the order of the daily morning exercises, jogging all the way to the outside of the field.

Upon reaching the field, each class stopped jogging, arranged themselves in an orderly manner, and walked onto the plastic track, going around the field exactly once, marking the official entrance of each class to the sports festival.

Pu Sangzhi and her group, dressed in ancient costumes, moved with some difficulty. Huo Mingshan accompanied them, walking slowly behind the last class’s line, not needing to participate in the jog. After all, each class had to circle the field for a display, and there was plenty of time.

This display process could be described as the initial competition for the classes to outshine each other in splendor.

Each class included cheerleaders among them, with all sorts of weird and wonderful characters gathered together, sporting all kinds of costumes—a real case of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each demonstrating their own unique abilities.

Directly opposite the field, high upon the platform, stood a row of school leaders and the student council president as the host.

As each class entered, the student council president would give them an extremely pretentious congratulatory speech.

The senior, then junior classes, and finally, the freshmen...

When the freshman (Class 7) entered, the student council president, with a microphone in hand, loudly proclaimed, "At this moment, the students of freshman (Class 7) enter the field with their heads held high, their spirits soaring. Marching towards the blazing red flag, they are full of fighting spirit, their blood boiling with passion. They are the rising generation of fine youth, ready to face the challenges of the next two days with the best of postures!"

While the student council president delivered the inspirational speech, the freshmen from Class 7 up on the field wanted to vomit!

Huo Feng led the chorus from within his class, "Damn, what the hell is that guy on stage talking about? I really want to dunk his head in water to wash his mouth out!"

Pan Bo added, "I feel like punching his mouth to shut him up."

Gu Yang chimed in, "The way he’s speaking so affectedly, like some kind of siren, is so disgusting I’m getting goosebumps..."

And so, amidst a sea of complaints, freshman (Class 7) finally completed their lap around the field.

As class after class passed by, eventually, it was freshman (Class 1)’s turn.

Leading Class 1 onto the field were 12 cheerleaders, with the breathtakingly beautiful Pu Sangzhi at the forefront, actively leading the whole class.

The moment Class 1 stepped onto the field, they instantly attracted the gaze of every other class. Of course, this included the hosts on the platform and a row of school leaders.

Class 1 marched in well-ordered rows, and with the 12 female students at the head of the line moving gracefully, smiling gently, their hands clasped in front of them in the posture of an ancient lady, their steps so light, it seemed as if they were floating like immortals.

Especially the leader, Pu Sangzhi, with a face beautiful at 360 degrees, delicate from afar and dazzling up close, simply too beautiful for words.

At that moment, a gentle breeze blew across the field, causing everyone’s ancient attire to flutter. Pu Sangzhi’s long, black hair swayed at her waist, and with each step she took, her posture was refined, her stature tall and ethereal.

When her class passed by Huo Feng’s class, he lifted his chin higher and gazed infatuatedly at her as she walked by...

In that instant, he could clearly feel his heart lurching violently!

Huo Feng clutched his chest, his eyes even more mesmerized, his expression utterly smitten. He even furrowed his brows, sighing softly, "Sangzhi..." You’re going to be the death of me, Huo Feng.

"Freshman (Class 1) enters the field under the leadership of a group of beautiful immortals, stepping in with elegance. They imply that their competition over the next two days will be blessed like having Heavenly Immortals at their side, surely a sign of auspicious victory!"

The host on the platform delivered the congratulatory speech for Class 1.

Below the platform, the students swore a torrent of curses...

Pan Bo: "I really can’t stand this mincing speech. Yangzi, hold me back, or I’m going to storm up there and hit him."

Gu Yang: "I’m not holding you back, please go rip his mouth apart."

Pan Bo: "Bro Feng, you’re the boss, you go!"

Huo Feng: "..."

At this moment, Huo Feng was deeply immersed in Sangzhi’s stunning beauty, unable to extricate himself...