# 1543
Chapter 1543: Rehearsal
"If we don't count that one, there are three left." Fang Mo replied.
Lin Qiye nodded slightly. "Keep going, and if you find any suspicious objects or people on campus, remember to notify me."
Hearing this, Fang Mo was stunned, as if sensing something:
"Seven Nights大人, is something going to happen at Shangjing University?"
"...Not sure yet. Just be careful."
"Good."
Fang Mo and Lu Baoyou，带着白影directly toward the Fifth Teaching Building. Lin Qiye picked up a piece of chalk from the ground and tossed it lightly. The latter rolled a few circles on the floor before pointing in a certain direction outside the classroom.
Lin Qiye followed that direction, his eyes slightly narrowing...
Outside the window, dazzling LED lights cut through the fading twilight. Amid cheerful music, figures shuttled swiftly up and down the stage.
...
"Li Yifei, right? That was good singing."
On the spacious outdoor stage, a man in a shirt with a work badge hanging around his neck walked forward quickly, his face full of praise.
Li Yifei stood in the center holding his guitar, scratching his head and laughing.
"Since you're a last-minute addition to the program, you need to pay attention to your stage positioning when you go on. As you can see, we've already marked..." The staff member seriously explained the route Li Yifei would take on stage later. After Li Yifei memorized it, he nodded seriously.
"Okay, I got it."
"Yeah, we still have about three hours until the正式performance starts. You can go grab dinner and rest. Just come back at nine o'clock."
"Sounds good!"
Li Yifei slung his guitar behind him, about to turn and head directly to the cafeteria when his peripheral vision suddenly caught Fang Mo and Lu Baoyou leading a white figure fading into the distance along a nearby path. His entire body stiffened.
His gaze fell on that white figure, and the image of that tear-streaked face beneath the willow tree from that day surfaced in his mind once more. His heart couldn't help but tighten.
"If you really can't get it off your mind, you can go help her... They're all considered wandering spirits. If you can help them dissipate some of their resentment and melancholy, that's a good thing too." Lin Qiye's voice echoed in his memory again.
"Lao Li, let's go! Come on, let's eat together!" Zhang Yang stood below the stage, waving at him.
Li Yifei watched the white figure gradually disappear at the end of the road. Gritting his teeth, he jumped directly off the stage. "You go ahead and eat. I've got something to do!"
Regardless of Zhang Yang's response, Li Yifei slung the guitar behind his back and sprinted toward Fang Mo and the others. Those two figures with the white shadow quickly appeared in his field of vision.
"Wait!" Li Yifei ran up to them and called out.
Lu Baoyou stopped, his gaze fixed on Li Yifei before him, his expression somewhat sinister.
"It's you?" Fang Mo recognized Li Yifei. "What do you want?"
"You're both disciples brought by Seven Nights, right? I'm his brother." Li Yifei pounded his chest. "I want to see the残魂."
Seven Nights' brother?
Lu Baoyou looked at Fang Mo suspiciously. The latter lightly sniffed, then nodded slightly at him. "There's a very strong smell of Seven Nights大人on him. Should be correct."
"What do you want to see the残魂for?"
"I... I want to ask some things."
"You've got the wrong person." Lu Baoyou said coolly. "The one we're bringing isn't the one who stopped you yesterday."
Li Yifei froze. Looking carefully, the white figure was indeed taller than the one who had blocked his path yesterday. Yesterday's was a girl, but today's was a man.
"If you're looking for that one, then come with us." Fang Mo patiently explained. "We were just about to take him to join the others anyway."
Li Yifei had only heard from Lin Qiye that yesterday's girl was a残魂, but he knew nothing about everything in Classroom 609. He had assumed that the white figure Fang Mo was leading just now was the same one from yesterday, which was why he had rushed over in such a fluster.
"Then... alright then." Li Yifei checked the time.
Hmm, still early...
Li Yifei followed behind Fang Mo and Lu Baoyou, gradually fading away at the end of the road...
...
Meanwhile, at the welcome party rehearsal venue.
"We're late. Li Yifei seems to have just finished his performance." An Qingyu sat in a wheelchair, slowly approaching the central stage, saying with some regret.
"It doesn't matter. It's just a rehearsal anyway. He'll have the formal performance later." Jiang Er's voice was carefree.
She paused, as if thinking of something:
"By the way, what were you two sneakily doing with Li Yifei yesterday and during the day today?"
"...N-nothing." An Qingyu shrugged. "His guitar couldn't be plugged in. He asked me to fix it for him."
"You can fix things now?"
"My logical computing power is damaged, not that I'm an idiot. Guitars are quite simple."
"Oh..."
While the two were talking, Lin Qiye walked over from behind them.
"Seven Nights? You came to watch Li Yifei's rehearsal too?" An Qingyu said in surprise.
"I..." Lin Qiye started to speak, then quietly tucked the chalk into his pocket before continuing, "Yeah, I came to watch his rehearsal."
An Qingyu was still injured and didn't know about the situation Shangjing was facing. Naturally, Lin Qiye wouldn't tell him what he was really looking for. He simply went along with An Qingyu's words and deflected.
"Too bad, he just finished his rehearsal. We'll have to wait three hours for the formal performance." Jiang Er said helplessly.
"Three hours, huh..." Lin Qiye checked the time and nodded slightly. "Alright, I'll take a walk around campus. I'll come back when it's about to start."
Lin Qiye's figure gradually disappeared into the distance. An Qingyu sat in the wheelchair, silently watching the scene unfold.
"Jiang Er."
"Hm?"
"Are you guys hiding something from me?"
Jiang Er was stunned. "...What do you mean?"
"For the past two days, Seven Nights has been nowhere to be seen. You said he was helping Chen Han with official duties... He's the type of person who plays petty tricks on Cao Yuan just to avoid washing dishes. Why would he be so kind-hearted as to help Chen Han deal with boring documents? And for two whole days at that? Besides, while he's our team leader, official documents really aren't his strong suit. Why would Chen Han ask him for help?"
An Qingyu paused, then continued, "Cao Yuan too. These past two days, he hasn't been spending much time with Lu Menglei. He's always disappearing with Seven Nights... If you expect me to believe they're not doing something behind my back, I'm not buying it."
"Uh..." Jiang Er's voice carried some awkwardness.
An Qingyu had already said this much. Jiang Er knew she couldn't keep up the pretense any longer, so she explained the whole situation to him.
"You're saying... those Migo are searching for something in Shangjing City, and there might be a third wave?" An Qingyu's brow furrowed tightly. "I know about the second wave... So when was their first appearance?"