In the auditorium, the stage lights were bright. Compared to the stage itself, the light shining on the audience was much dimmer.
Xiao Luo sat in an inconspicuous spot in the auditorium. He would leave Huaye tonight, but before he did, he wanted to appreciate the English Department choir's performance. After all, he had been the one directing them.
"A group of girls actually chose to sing 'Yellow River.' In my opinion, they will undoubtedly sing badly. There is no way a group of girls can capture the essence of that song!"
"I think so too. I am afraid that the English Department will be taking last place!"
Two boys seated next to him whispered. They were engaged in a discussion on the English Department's upcoming performance.
