No one expected someone to run to the restroom three times in such a short span.
Inside the theater, everyone was busy with their respective tasks, and no one paid attention to a lighting technician rushing to the restroom three times. The lights had been installed, and next came the tuning process. Li Xiaojun went to discuss with the lighting technician.
At noon, at twelve o'clock, during the box lunch break, Ling Yue—who was the main planner for the evening gala—held a brief meeting. Thirty minutes later, the rehearsal began.
"Has everyone needed for the rehearsal arrived?"
One of the student council members responsible for the rehearsal raised their hand: "No, not everyone."
Ling Yue cast a sharp glance at them.
The girl quickly spoke up: "Shen You'an from Class A in the first year hasn't arrived."
Shen You'an?
Ling Yue frowned.
"Did anyone call her?"
