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　　Over twenty thousand people in the audience instantly became lively, just like boiling water in a pot.

　　Shy female students covered their faces with their hands and secretly peeked through their fingers.

　　There were also carefree male students who stared without blinking, openly saying, "I wonder which college this junior girl is from?" Countless students had already taken out their phones, ready to record this exciting scene and share it on their social platforms.

　　The dean panicked and immediately ordered someone to turn off the power to the large screen.

　　He then took a megaphone and shouted at the teachers and students below the stage, "Dear students, please refrain from taking photos and uploading any audiovisual materials that damage the school's image.

　　If discovered, all credits will be reset to zero.a

　　All homeroom teachers, please manage your respective class students, and all phones must be handed in." The teachers, who had just regained their senses, immediately transformed into diligent worker bees and collected students' phones one by one.

　　Reluctantly, all the students in attendance handed over their phones to the teachers, including myself.

　　When Teacher Chu stopped in front of me, she held out her hand and gestured with her eyes for me to hand over my phone.

　　I touched my phone in my pocket and without any hesitation, handed it over.

　　The once lively school anniversary had to end prematurely because of this farce.