The Hardships of a D

All eyes turned to one spot—a young man dressed in strange and flamboyant attire, leaning back nonchalantly in a chair, with his legs crossed and fingers constantly digging into his nostrils. He then casually flicked them away as if nothing had happened.,However, in the face of everyone's hostility, this young man seemed to ignore it completely. He even closed his eyes, a look of extreme enjoyment on his face, as if the greater the animosity directed at him, the happier he became.,Finally, it reached midday. A middle-aged man in a shirt and with a goatee slowly pushed open the doors of the auditorium and walked in, casually locking the door behind him.。