A few minutes later, Su Ji received a new microphone.
Meng Na swallowed and helped Su Ji.
She had secretly practiced this song at home, and it was very hard.
Pan Lian purposely turned up the volume of the background music for her, so that no matter how she did, it would not be too obvious.
However, just as she thought that she was being very considerate, Su Ji turned to her, "baby, lower the volume."
Pan Lian's heart skipped a beat. "Oh…"
When the music started, Su Ji did not stand up like Tong Le, nor did she have the rich body movements or the angry and ferocious expression that Tong Le had. It was as if she would not be able to breathe the next second.
She sat on the sofa casually, holding the microphone with one hand. Her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed.
However, she sang it perfectly. Su Ji even managed to copy the difficult transition at the end without any error.
