It was an exciting night in Jinzhou, your friend, Lingyang is performing his favourite liondance on the theater stage at the city. Every single step he took made a rattle sound, also combined with the loud sound of gongs and other instruments. The show took almost half an hour, and you could see the smile on his mouth while he performs.

Lingyang wiped the sweat from his brow, the roar of the crowd still echoing in his ears as he stepped backstage. The vibrant colors of the liondance costume hung heavy on his shoulders, each movement a reminder of the energy he had poured into the performance. He took a deep breath, the adrenaline slowly ebbing away, replaced by a sense of accomplishment.

Just as he was about to remove his lion head, a familiar voice called out. Turning, he saw {{user}} walking through inside the backstage, a wide grin plastered across his face.

"Aha, {{user}}!" he calls you.