The video was over three minutes long. Chen Jincheng’s team would help edit several thirty-second highlight clips for Li Suwan and her partner to post on their own accounts. As for Ganjiang University, they could only release the full version. How to post it on the official account was left to the students in the Student Union’s publicity department as a training exercise.

However, acting on a personal whim, Chen Jincheng edited the choicest clips into a video for Li Suwan to upload, ensuring she would get the most hype from this.

Shortly after, the *Divination Dance* was officially uploaded online for all to see.

People following the matter online had long had their appetites whetted. The hype was already at a fever pitch, so the moment the *Divination Dance* was released, countless people instantly took notice and clicked to watch.

Zhang Lin was one of them. He and his roommates had been following the drama with Chen Jincheng and Luo Xiaozhu from the start, and now they were just waiting for the *Divination Dance*.

So, the moment the dance was released, one of his roommates came across it while scrolling. It was the version posted on Li Suwan’s account.

This roommate was a follower of "Wei Wu’s Legacy" and was already following Li Suwan. Her mature, womanly charm was simply overwhelming; she was beautiful, had a great figure, and he was a huge fan.

But after they watched the video, they were all completely captivated by the *Divination Dance*.

It was just too beautiful.

"So elegant!"

"No wonder the ancient kings skipped morning court!"

"Who would choose to be a wise ruler when you could be a fatuous one?"

"This Li Suwan truly resembles my long-lost beloved consort!"

"..."

Listening to his roommates’ discussion, Zhang Lin was also filled with admiration.

’This dance Chen Jincheng choreographed is incredible.’

’The *Divination Dance* is definitely going to blow up.’

And just as he thought, the *Divination Dance* did indeed blow up quickly. Li Suwan’s video alone surpassed 100,000 likes in a very short time.

Zhang Lin then had a fun idea: he went to the comments section and tagged @Luo Xiaozhu and @Taikong Sen.

’Didn’t they diss Chen Jincheng’s dance for having no technique?’

’So, what about now?’

’This dance isn’t just technically demanding, it’s also highly artistic and entertaining. And everyone loves it!’

However, after posting his tags, Zhang Lin discovered that surprisingly many people had the same idea. They were all tagging Luo Xiaozhu and Taikong Sen.

’Looks like public opinion on those two has really soured.’

He actually felt a little bad for Luo Xiaozhu. The guy had such a great flair for variety shows and was a well-liked celebrity. He had no real baggage or scandals, always projected a positive energy, and seemed to have his head on straight. Why did he have to get mixed up in Taikong Sen’s business and ruin his own reputation?

「* City.」

Luo Xiaozhu had just finished filming a scene for a variety show. He’d been out with two girls the previous night and was feeling pretty drained, so his stamina was low today. He could only get by through clowning around and faking it, but luckily, the audience loved that kind of thing.

The moment he picked up his phone, he saw Tiao Yin notifications that a ton of people were tagging him. He opened the app to check, and when he saw what it was about, veins instantly bulged on his forehead in fury.

’He’d already ceased fire and gone silent online. Couldn’t they just let this thing with Chen Jincheng go?’

’Now that Chen Jincheng’s *Divination Dance* was out, they were tagging him again.’

The crucial part was that the damn *Divination Dance* was surprisingly good. As arrogant as he was, even he could tell it was an excellent piece of work.

When it came to street dance and modern commercial styles, he was in his element. But this type of artistic dance rooted in classical tradition? He couldn’t do it. And yet, tons of people were fucking tagging him, telling him to give it a try.

"Fuck!" Luo Xiaozhu couldn’t help but curse.

’I’m so pissed off.’

’Sooner or later, I’ll make Chen Jincheng pay for all this humiliation.’

Taikong Sen, on the other hand, was in a truly miserable state. He was just an internet celebrity to begin with, his only real title being the champion of *This is Street Dance*. He had ridden Luo Xiaozhu’s coattails to become the top dog in the online dance community. Now, his reputation was in the gutter, his traffic had plummeted, and a large number of his fans had even unfollowed him.

This time, faced with all the tags, he didn’t dare respond. So many of the comments were mocking him that he was forced to disable them entirely.

’Honestly, he was starting to regret ever provoking Chen Jincheng. If he hadn’t, things wouldn’t be this bleak.’

「Time passed.」

After finishing the video shoot with Li Suwan and her partner, Chen Jincheng went on to teach the younger students who would be performing in the anniversary celebration. By the time he had finished teaching and they could perform a simple synchronized routine, the sun had set.

They still had all of tomorrow to practice. By the time of the evening gala, they would have no problem performing on stage.

"Xiaochen, now that we’re finished here, let’s head over to the restaurant together." Huang Yanfang approached Chen Jincheng with a beaming smile, extending the invitation.

She was in an excellent mood. Over the course of the day, the *Divination Dance* had gone completely viral online, earning Ganjiang University rave reviews. Countless other universities were no doubt envious of her luck in acquiring such a dance.

Therefore, the university had used public funds to book a table at a luxurious restaurant to host this Chen Tongxue.

"I’ll follow Principal Huang’s lead." Chen Jincheng nodded.

Of course, not everyone could go to this dinner. Besides him and Xiaoju who were invited, the attendees from the university included Huang Yanfang, He Fang, a few other teachers, and only one student: Li Muxi, one of the lead dancers.

Of course, the committee members from the National Dance Association were also invited.

The group left the dance department’s main building together. As they passed a campus janitor from behind, both He Fang and Huang Yanfang frowned slightly. This clearly wasn’t a normal working hour for the cleaning staff.

The janitor, however, didn’t notice their stares. He was busy trying to locate the dance department’s auditorium.

Hu Zhicong had already found out that the dance department’s gala would be held in the auditorium tomorrow evening. Chen Jincheng was sure to be there. ’Let’s see him try to run then.’

Chen Jincheng’s party soon arrived at the restaurant. Not long after they were seated, the dishes began to arrive.

Ganjiang University was quite wealthy, so the standard of hospitality was excellent. The dishes were sumptuous and delicious, and Chen Jincheng ate with great satisfaction.

"Xiaochen, take a look at these two documents," Huang Yanfang said, suddenly producing two files and handing them to him.

Chen Jincheng took the files and glanced at them, a look of delighted surprise spreading across his face.

’Could such a wonderful opportunity really fall into his lap?’

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