"Why can't I push the door open?"
"Who is it that's blocking the door?"
Outside, someone had pushed the door once, but it didn't budge. They pushed again, and this time it opened.
"Yaoyao?"
The person peeked in, saw the figure standing on the podium, and exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you blocking the door?"
"Teacher Yu, I'm preparing for my defense! I'm sorry, I didn't want anyone to hear, so I thought I would be alone..."
Behind the podium, Zhou Yaoyao's face was flushed, her body still tense, extremely nervous.
As she spoke, she glanced down at me for a moment. At that moment, I was crouching in front of her, in a very small space beneath the podium, daring not to move.
Thump, thump, thump!
My heart was still racing, and I didn't dare to breathe heavily, just hoping the person outside would leave quickly.
But she didn't seem to have any intention of leaving. Instead, she pushed the door open further and walked in, "Let me see how well you've prepared!"
