The only path to the dressing room was a singular one.
Wen Mian had to follow an assistant through the front in order not to disturb the musicians waiting backstage.
When they reached the backstage door, the assistant was suddenly called over by someone.
"Hey, there's an issue with a teacher's microphone over here, come and pick a new one!"
The assistant came to a sudden halt, looking back anxiously.
Wen Mian quickly noticed the embarrassment in the assistant's eyes and immediately reassured them:
"Go attend to your work; I can make it to the dressing room on my own."
The assistant glanced at Wen Mian cautiously.
After confirming she was fine, they left the scene.
To reach the dressing room, one had to pass through the front audience area.
Wen Mian practically flew on her feet, rapidly weaving through the crowd.
She intended to stay as unnoticeable as possible, but little did she know she was spotted.
A crisp voice abruptly rose from behind her.
