Hidden Organization

On the highway out of Jiang City, a Zhou Tong Bus was speeding along.

Lin Yu sat in the front row, looking drowsy. Shen Bingmiao, sitting beside him, poked him.

"Don't fall asleep. If you do, you'll never wake up before we get off."

Lin Yu spoke helplessly. "Stop being abstract."

This bus was naturally carrying the entire Drama club of Jiangcheng Media University on their "touring performance."

Although they had originally planned to set out on Friday, Lin Yu had needed to go to the Ground of No Return for a duel, so Shen Bingmiao had naturally delayed their departure a little.

The others in the Drama club had no objections either. After all, President Shen was paying out of pocket to take them on a semi-tourist touring trip. Though it was called a performance tour, it wasn't much different from a group retreat.

If the person footing the bill had no objections, what right did they have to complain?

Besides, the reason for the delay was that "Lin Yu," the Drama club's star, had "some personal matters to deal with."

No one in the Drama club disliked Lin Yu. As its star, he had made the club wildly popular, yet he had never become conceited.

He was always serious during rehearsals and performances. While holding himself to strict standards, he never pressured the other members, who had only joined for extracurricular activities. If they wanted to hone their acting skills, he was happy to answer their questions. But if they were busy with their studies or other matters, he never insisted that they devote themselves completely to the Drama club.

Besides that, Lin Yu often helped the props team with setup. He could even help the publicity team design posters. From time to time, he would pay out