Just as halftime was about to end, the dim light flashed onto the dance floor unnoticed by everyone, and walked in a straight path in the direction of Cesare, like a bright red chariot heading towards her battlefield, and the people got out of the way, and several reacting gallons tried to go up to stop but all dodged with gorgeous turns. Soon, the figure overtook Closia, striding past her and Gallen's side, Closhia could only vaguely see that it was a girl in a dress, and before she could react to any more information, the girl had already jumped into the spotlight with an extremely gorgeous dance step, her bright and beautiful red hair scattered on her shoulders to catch people's attention, the black and red dress showed her unrestrained enthusiasm, and the girl did not hesitate to show her lovely face full of confidence in front of everyone. The sudden intruder took everyone present, including Cesare, by surprise. Cesare only felt that the face was very familiar, but before he could remember any more, the girl's beautiful and immature hands had already led him and merged into Cesare's solo dance to a wonderful beat. The moment he took his slender waist into his arms, Cesare quickly looked at the girl in front of him, her hair was still wet, as if she had just run in from the outside after simply taking measures to avoid the rain, and her dress was very clean, she should have entered the auditorium and changed it temporarily, why? How? And the familiar redhead...... She was met at auction, daughter of Earl Laurien!? The girl, on the other hand, seemed to look Cesare up and down, as if she had seen something very scarce, and her blue eyes shone with curiosity, like the color of the sea, sometimes choppy, sometimes calm, elusive. But it also made Cesare uncomfortable, he couldn't understand why this girl was here and what was the purpose of helping him? Just then, Cesare heard whispers around him. "Anya? That mad girl from Earl Laurien, I thought it was a nonsense. A female student could not hide the surprise in her heart, even frightened, and failed to control the volume of her voice well. "Of course it's true, but I didn't know she was still in school." Another student responded, but more people were unfamiliar with the girl named Anya, as if she had never been seen in school. However, for the gaze and speech around her, Anya was immersed in the dance with Cesare as if she could not hear it at all, and let out a breath with her small and delicate nose. While Cesare was still confused, he was the first to ask, "Shall we start jumping now, or should we have some snacks first?" Her voice was as pleasant as the morning wind chimes, and her inexplicable appearance was lovely, but the sudden rhetorical question made Cesare even more confused, and if it weren't for Gallen's equally confused expression, Cesare would have thought that it was still part of the conspiracy. But you're already jumping. Cesare replied puzzled. "Oh yes, it's an honor." The girl smiled sweetly, and then the dance moves suddenly became lighter than the usual rhythm, breaking Cesare's original rhythm and turning herself into the dominant force of the waltz. Anya's dance steps are sonorous and graceful, sometimes uninhibited and sometimes soothing and charming, like waves on the surface of a flat lake, and sometimes like leaves flying rapidly in a whirlwind. Her dance was as light as a cheerful bird, not so much as a drumbeat with each step, but as if the whole dance was being played for her, chic, graceful, free-stretched, full of enthusiasm that Cesare had never seen. The dance was unheard of by all of the audience, and the audience around them retreated to make way for a wider space, but at the same time, it was a challenge to Cesare with almost all conventional moves. Cesare had to concentrate on Anya to keep up with the other party's rhythm, and even had to create new steps to match the other party in many places, which made Cesare wonder if the girl was here to save the scene or to smash the game. Gallen spread his hands incredibly, feeling that all this was too much of a rhy. "Huh? Yes!? He frowned and let out a sound of surprise. Dancing with Anya makes one feel that all other worldly dances are nothing more than the numb beating of puppets. After a series of difficult spins, Anya lay on Cesare's chest and whispered with a smile: "Do me a favor Mr. Cesare, can you fix that heart?" "That mechanical heart that your father bought at auction?" Cesare asked rhetorically with a serious expression, and then hugged and danced to the rhythm of the other man again. "That's why you're coming to me?" "Otherwise, that heart is the product of Hunyadi's family, and in this city I can only find Cesare Hunyati, a maintenance genius who succumbs to the grocery store and dances well." Anya replied naturally. "You investigated me?" Cesare looked a little angry. "It only took two days, how's that? It's amazing, isn't it? Anya said proudly. After a seemingly ordinary beat, Anya's hand on Cesare's shoulder suddenly shifted downward, and she suddenly jumped into a male step, but fortunately Cesare reacted for a moment and switched to a female step in time to avoid any disaster, and the audience immediately cheered at this amazing skill. Gallen's face changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he waved wildly at the band in spite of his image, but the attention of the band members was completely on Anya and Cesare.He muttered something angrily, his eyes scanning the crowd while several people shrugged their shoulders in silent response. In the end, Gallen's gaze fell on Klosia again, but at this time he no longer pretended to be polite, but like a fried resentful woman, the corners of his mouth were still twitching, as if he was trying to control his emotions. "Thank you for providing my brother with the stage, I believe it must be part of your plan." Seeing his embarrassment, Closia couldn't help but snicker, although she didn't know Anya's identity, it would definitely make Gallen uncomfortable for a while. "Ha, you're welcome, I'm supposed to do it." A sinister smile erupted on Gallen's face, and then he turned and walked away, and soon he could be heard faintly roaring, "Stop this damn music!" Hurry up! By this time, Cesare had stopped paying attention to Gallen, and had to admit that the girl who had suddenly intruded had caught his attention, although more curious about the mechanical heart. What if I refuse? Cesare asked, expressionless. "Then I can only continue to uncover the mystery of the Hunyadi family alone, but I believe that it will also have a different taste." Anya replied without hesitation. As the last note of the drum beat fell, the magnificent dance finally ended, and the applause and cheers of the crowd resounded all around, and the magic candelabra slowly returned to its original state, and the entire auditorium returned to its golden light, while Cesare stared at Anya in his arms, carefully considering something, and even forgot to let her go. Until a few of the security personnel of the Conti Library had been waiting in the auditorium for some time, unless someone had broken into the forbidden book area, it was rare to see this kind of big battle, and this group of security guards rushed in as soon as the dance was over, as if they were coming to arrest someone, and Anya quickly struggled out of Cesare's arms when he saw this. "Tomorrow night's eight o'clock north side warehouse, waiting for you until nine o'clock." Anya whispered, then reached out a finger and poked Cesare on the forehead. "My friend has come looking for me, so I'll see you later!" The security guards had blocked the exit, so Anya left in the opposite direction, going to a window that she pushed open with both hands and leaned her back against the edge. The rain outside seemed to be getting more intense, and everyone didn't know what she was going to do. "Wait! Schoolmate! Other! The security guards who arrived hurriedly stopped and ran past Cesare as fast as they could, rushing to Anya's position. However, the mad girl only made a gesture of goodbye, and then leaned back and rolled out in full view of the public, this was the second floor of the auditorium, and the height was not a joke. When those security guards rushed to the window to look down, there was nothing outside the window except the rain, and the girl named Anya disappeared directly into the rainy night, with no whereabouts.

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