Lu Dao was at his wits end when he heard Feng Xinying. He was so stunned that he forgot how to talk.
Not hearing a word from him, Feng Xinying also became quiet. Perhaps, he didn't want to talk to her. She became sad. She gathered her courage again and said, "Is that Lu Dao?..."
Lu Dao found the words that had got choked in the base of his throat. "H- hello Feng Xinying, good morning…" His mind was racing like a racehorse. Why was Feng Xinying calling him?
"Lu Dao, how are you?"
"I am good, Miss Xinying." He wanted to cut the chase and say please come for the auditions.
"Are you still conducting audition?" she asked.