A harsh feedback came from the microphone.
Ye Qingran stood on the stage, his black hair hanging on the shoulders of his school uniform, and his voice spread clearly throughout the entire auditorium.
"Dear students, I am honored to represent the freshmen."
Bang!
The back door of the auditorium was pushed open hard.
The whole place fell silent for a moment.
A tall figure walked in against the light, with messy black hair and a school uniform tie hanging loosely around his neck. He was holding a black backpack in his hand and had a casual smile on his face.
Ye Qingran's hand holding the microphone tightened slightly.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Gu Lingfeng's voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear in the quiet auditorium.
"This classmate."
