"Master Lu, Principal Liang, I will now show you the evidence," Ye Ranran stood up, fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard.
Her composure and grace resembled that of a goddess from the Cloud Peak Immortal Realm, a faint glow radiating around her, blinding and dazzling.
At this moment, Mr. Yun and Principal Liang ceaselessly patted Lu Xiuyuan on the back, helping him catch his breath. He slowly calmed himself, observing Ye Ranran closely.
"Alright, show the evidence," Lu Xiuyuan nodded.
Ye Ranran hummed an affirmation, her slender fingers pressing the confirm button.
Ten seconds later, a video appeared on the large screen in the center of the library's first floor.
The video was date-stamped, marked as March 12, six years ago.
"What's this, a bunch of people in a crazy dance, so ugly!" someone exclaimed, and immediately, the hall erupted into commotion, everyone's gaze fixed on the video content.
However, as they expressed their disdain, the figures in the video transformed.