He smiled lightly. It was good enough as long as Hazel was willing to talk to him.

“You didn’t?” he asked.

“There are too many people,” she said. “I watched the live stream video.”

“There was a Livestream video?” He was surprised.

“Yes.” She nodded. “A classmate offered to show it on a Livestream website for whoever couldn’t squeeze into the auditorium.”

He nodded his head. Looking at the small shops on both sides, he asked calmly, “What would you like to eat?”

“Chicken wings, French fries, blueberry sundae.” She pointed to the end of the food street. “They're in the snack bar over there. They're very delicious.”

He furrowed...