Ryder walked in.
He was wearing a white shirt with a black shoulder bag slung over his shoulder.
Outside the auditorium, the sun was setting.
He seemed to stride in, riding the glow of the sunset, exuding a charming nonchalance within his cool demeanor.
Several girls in the auditorium praised his handsomeness at the same time, " so handsome!"
Agnes felt delighted and said to Ryder, "You're here."
Ryder's voice was cold, "Wasn't it you who said rehearsals start today?"
The rehearsal officially began.
After changing into costumes, everyone couldn't help but marvel at him once again.
“OMG, Ryder looks so handsome in costume.” The rehearsal went smoothly, considering that everyone was familiar with the script due to the previous auditions.
Towards the end of the rehearsal, Cynthia walked down the stage and took out her camera to snap a photo.
Suddenly, Ryder lost control, as if he couldn't maintain his balance. He crouched down, looking terrified, holding his head, and uttered in a cold, almost harsh tone: "Stop taking pictures!"
Everyone was stunned, clueless about what had just happened.
Even Cynthia was taken aback and didn't know how to react.
Agnes, on the other hand, recalled her previous question to Jared about why there were no childhood photos of Ryder at home.
Jared mentioned that Ryder had a fear of camera lenses.
At the time, Agnes didn't inquire further. She simply found the question peculiar.
But Agnes never imagined it was true.
After a while, Ryder regained composure.
Ryder said, "Sorry, but can we not take photos next time?"
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