Brother Cao's gaze fell on Xia Xue's face. Since Xia Xue could play such a difficult song, she should be quite capable.
Xia Xue felt her scalp go numb under Brother Cao's gaze. A chill ran down her spine.
Didn't Brother Cao want her to debut?
Why did Brother Cao say, "How can this be?" Was Brother Cao in a hurry?
Had Brother Cao never thought of letting her debut?
Xia Xue's heart suddenly began to race.
Brother Cao also knew that he had acted too rashly. A kind smile appeared on his face as he continued, "Miss Xia, I know that your arm isn't feeling well, but my requirements aren't high. You just have to play a little."
Xia Xue looked at Brother Cao in embarrassment and bit her lip. After a long while, she said carefully, "But my arm is really uncomfortable. If you really want to hear it, I can do it for you all day after my arm recovers."
