She was still wearing a formal suit. Facing a group of stunned students from Huaxing art school, she took the microphone from Fu Xi's hand and put it to her lips. Hi, happy Gala.
"I'm back,"
The spotlight shone on her face, revealing her perfect facial features. Her bright smile made everyone's heart beat faster.
"Ah?"
"
After a short silence, an explosion of screams almost broke people's eardrums.
Countless girls stood up excitedly and rushed to the stage, ignoring the people around them.
"I'm sorry I'm late," Si Rong said in a low voice as he pushed his messy hair back and removed his suit jacket with one hand.
"Not too late! It's not too late!" Bi xiaotuo, who was in charge of hosting on the stage, finally came back to his senses. He was so excited that he even cried. His Majesty is stronger than anything else!
