When Guan Yu mischievously held up the paper for her to see, Mu Qiuguang openly closed her eyes, refusing to cooperate with the progress of the game.
Even the way her hand moved conveyed a sense of languor.
"Director, has it started on my side? I took a nap and no one has come for me."
Sitting in the eighth spot but feeling "restless," Li Yang squatted outside their position, resting his chin in his palms, stretching his voice as he boredly told her:
"Sister Guan Yu has already put the paper in front of you, can't you feel it brushing against your arm hair? Also, facing you is a partition door, no one there, please turn a bit to the left."
Mu Qiu, following his words, turned slightly to the left without a word, then asked, "Sister Guan Yu? Is it you, Sister Guan Yu? If it's you, shake that paper."
The sound of rustling paper shaking violently rang in her ears.
"Okay, I've located your position, go ahead with your presentation."
Guan Yu nodded and began the silent "teaching."
