Chu Qianze turned the pen in his hand in a circle and smashed it against the drum next to him, the loud drum sound resounding around him. Facing the two people who looked over at him together, he pulled out a polite smile, which was very dazzling under the neon light. “I'm sorry, you are ruining my eyes.” Later: Feeling the gazes of the people around him, the flashing lights that flared from time to time, and a few gasps, Chu Qianze's mouth twitched: “Is this a new way to surprise people?” *** Chu Qianze, who had just arrived in the world and was getting acquainted with his surroundings, was inexplicably pulled by a man and was held in his arms. “I already have someone I like; it's him!” Chu Qianze looked at the person blankly, but saw that the other person turned his eyes away, his breath a little disordered. “..?”