Chapter 217 The Show is Over

The longest two minutes in the history of the Demon King's Imperial Theater finally came to an end.

Lan Qi and the Great Poet of Love finally finished their performance.

On the stage, everything returned to silence.

The Great Poet of Love turned back to look at Lan Qi with a sly smile, and then returned to him contentedly.

And under the stage, the fusion of the sounds of hell had been completed, and it seemed like it would never stop.

Lan Qi stood up from the piano and walked to the center of the stage. His figure under the lights was lonely and detached, and the air seemed to still linger with the traces of the shocking performance just now.

In the lingering music and song, Lan Qi slowly raised his hand, then bowed his head, and gave a deep bow to the audience.

This was an artist's bow, full of sincerity and gratitude.

"Thank you, classmates and judges, for your recognition."

What responded to him was another wave of sound.

...

"Lan Qi, stop... turn back now and you can still keep your human status..."

Huberian covered her face with her hands, leaning against the hard back of the chair, as if a ship that had been washed by a storm had finally reached the shore.

Her voice was extremely tired, her soul seemed to have suffered endless torture, and the long performance still made her shudder.

If she didn't have the experience and preparation to deal with the Great Poet of Love, and had guarded her mind in advance, she might have been trapped in this death cycle and unable to escape!

And on the side of the stage.

The head of the music department, who was originally neatly dressed with a head of silver hair and responsible for hosting, now looked disheveled, as if he had just walked out of a hurricane. His face was pale, and he had witnessed a disaster.

The four music instructors and demon students under the stage were either convulsing on their chairs or screaming shrilly with all their might. Their faces were distorted, and they were completely mad, trapped in hell and unable to escape.

Now in this Demon King's Imperial Theater, besides Lan Qi, only the head of the music department, who had the highest rank and the strongest resistance to the academy's musical magic, could stand.

"Teacher, how are you?"

Lan Qi looked at the head of the music department and hurried forward to help him.

"I'm fine, I don't have any problems."

The head of the music department pushed away Lan Qi's hand, his voice trembling slightly, but his attitude was extremely firm.

As the head of the music department, if he couldn't even withstand a student's performance, he would lose face to the great nobles of the demon world!

Lan Qi seemed to see the head of the music department's insistence and nodded.

"Then how many of the music instructors' approval can I get this time?"

Lan Qi turned his gaze to the four music instructors under the stage who were currently unconscious, and then turned to the head of the music department, sincerely asking for advice.

"..."

The head of the music department gritted his teeth, his eyes shifting between Lan Qi's face and the four instructors under the stage. He couldn't speak for a long time, and his expression gradually became quite complicated.

"According to the content of the oath that the four instructors swore to the Demon King before the public performance, you will definitely get their full approval."

The head of the music department finally admitted, and took out four credit coins and put them in Lan Qi's hand.

His voice was a little hoarse, and his words carried a kind of helpless recognition.

In any case.

The public performance just now, which was enough to be recorded in the musical history of the demon world, although it had a certain component of performance accidents, the program effect was unparalleled and would definitely win the praise of the demon nobles.

It's just a bit costly for the students and teachers.

"Give me your student ID."

The director continued.

Since he was standing here to host a large-scale public performance for the demon nobles and had made a promise, he wouldn't go back on his word.

Lan Qi heard this, rummaged in his pocket, and quickly found a black metal card, which he handed to the head of the music department.

Subsequently.

The head of the music department temporarily left the grand theater stage, not knowing where he went through the door on the side of the stage.

More than ten minutes passed.

When the head of the music department reappeared at the door of the theater, in addition to Lan Qi's original student ID, he was also holding a delicate small nameplate and a silver-white card.

"The nameplate can show your identity as a faculty member of the music department, and the usage of this teacher certificate is similar to that of the student ID, but it is mainly used to receive salary. From now on, you are a teacher in our music department."

The director gave these rewards to Lan Qi as promised. After turning Lan Qi into an employee of their music department, his tone was also much gentler than before.

Lan Qi, the genius who made the show, might be very suitable for their music department.

It's even hard to say how much potential he has to become a great demon.

Lan Qi took the teacher certificate and the nameplate made of black metal—the outer edge was a circle of hollow notes, and a line of golden characters was embedded in the center, which read "Lan Qi, Music Department Teacher."

"Then what teaching tasks do I have?"

Lan Qi asked while admiring the teaching certificate in his hand.

The head of the music department did not speak. He looked at Lan Qi, and then at the hellish scene in the audience seats of the grand theater.

The meaning was for Lan Qi to appreciate it himself.

"Starting from the next semester, come to the music department to teach again. There are not many students left for you to ruin this semester."

The head of the music department said coldly.

"Uh..."

Lan Qi couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart. He would have to return to the Iketeru Academy tomorrow morning.

Like a beautiful dream, just before the most enjoyable part, he has to wake up to face reality.

If he could stay at this school, he wouldn't want to go back to Iketeru Academy.

"Then can I drop out of school now and become a full-time teacher?"

Lan Qi thought for a while and asked again.

He remembered that in the school rules mentioned by Bachelor, students who failed to pay 5 credit coins every morning would be directly expelled, and the consequence of being expelled was also execution.

But in some special cases, the school will allow normal withdrawal.

For example, being transferred away by an important institution or a powerful person in the demon world is one of them.

"You can apply to the principal, but you don't need to go to the principal today. He happens to be away from school these few days. Also, if you want to get a diploma from this academy and pursue better opportunities in the demon world in the future, I suggest you continue to study. As long as you can manage your time well, you can come to the music department to teach while attending school."

"I see."

Lan Qi probably understood. His current mode of schooling is somewhat similar to that of a doctoral student, where he can study while teaching, staggering the time.

However, he quickly noticed a key point in the words of the head of the music department—

The principal is actually not at school?

This important piece of information learned unintentionally.

Lan Qi felt that it was very likely to be related to [Mission Objective 2: Investigate the source of the danger tonight].

After all, if the principal, who holds the highest power in the academy, is not present, there may be some loopholes in this school!