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I was escorted by the security guard to the door of the Rehearsal Room. He glanced at the door before leaving, and I didn’t walk in immediately. Instead, I leaned against the door and listened for a while. There was complete silence inside, which struck me as quite odd.
With a creak, I pushed the door open. Inside the room sat four people, all tense and silent, as if they were sitting on pins and needles. Ouyang Zhirou's eyes darted between the other two, conveying her pent-up anger. Lin Mu Xi, sitting beside her, appeared somewhat at a loss.
When I finally opened the door, Lin Mu Xi looked at me as if she had seen a deity; her eyes instantly brightened. After sitting there for so long, she hadn’t dared to say a word.
"Wow, everyone is so quiet," I waved my hand to greet them, and they all turned to look at me.
"Zhao Lun! You’re here!"
"Hmph."
"Are you Zhao Lun?"
"Zhao Zhao Lun? Is it really you, Zhao Lun?"
Hua Yu Yan suddenly sprang up from her chair, her eyes fixed on my disheveled appearance. Her lips trembled as if weighed down by lead; she slowly approached me step by step.
Seeing this, both Lin Mu Xi and Ouyang Zhirou turned to look at Hua Yu Yan, their expressions reflecting shock as they glanced back at me.
I was puzzled too. Who else could it be but me? Was there another person in school with the same name?
As I took in her beauty—like that of a goddess—and noticed her advancing steps, I voiced my confusion. "Excuse me, have we met before?"
As soon as I spoke, Hua Yu Yan stumbled and fell heavily to the ground. Her gaze locked onto me as if frozen in that moment; her eyes widened in disbelief and her lips quivered.
"Hua Yu Yan?"
"Classmate?"
Seeing this, Lin Mu Xi and I rushed over to help her up. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine; just a bit of low blood sugar."
From the moment Hua Yu Yan fell until she stood up again, her eyes remained glued to me as if I were the only thing in her world. She stared at me without breaking eye contact, leaving me feeling uneasy. She didn’t say whether she recognized me or where we might have met before; she just kept looking at me. Anyone would feel unsettled under such scrutiny.
Ouyang Zhirou sat in the chair, taking in everything around her. A sense of unease washed over her, and one thought echoed in her mind: she had to leave immediately!
She quickly spoke up, "Alright then, let’s just do this. I’ll have them take the person to the hospital."
The principal let out a huge sigh of relief, his previously upright posture slumping as he leaned back in his chair, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Thank you, Zhi Rou."
The principal felt it was necessary to acknowledge us, given his position. "You’re a new student, Zhao Lun," he said.
We shook hands.
Suddenly, Ouyang Zhirou stood up, grabbing my hand and Lin Mu Xi's as she urged us toward the door. "Let’s go outside for a bit. We can head home and come back for the Welcome Party tomorrow."
We didn’t exit through the front door; there were surely still many people there. Ouyang Zhirou was a year ahead of me and was much more familiar with the school's layout and pathways. We slipped out through a side door, finding ourselves in an empty area with not a soul in sight.
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