The three beams of light projected from above were sweeping chaotically through the bustling crowd below.
Most people were silently praying that the final beam would land on them.
It was a rare chance to meet an idol face-to-face and possibly even shake hands, just thinking about it was exciting.
Only a few people with social anxiety feared being spotlighted and quietly lowered their heads.
Jiang Lingxi's eyes followed the movement of the beams; she was responsible for calling the stop.
Her gaze gently swept over hundreds of eyes that all pleaded "choose me" until she suddenly met a pair of familiar doe eyes and abruptly paused.
Seeing Xu Ling'an's high-raised right hand, she subtly curved her lips.
She remembered this girl being a bit socially anxious; it seemed that since going to university, she had become much more outgoing, to the point of daring to raise her hand at an event like this.
Naturally, she wanted to fulfill this girl's wish as much as possible.