In fact, Qiu Ze's problem seemed very small, but when it really happened, the impact was huge.
"The moment I go on stage, I feel a lot of pressure in my heart and can't control my performance well."
Qiu Ze told Jing Jianbai the truth. "But I can't learn how to control myself from making mistakes."
"I'm clearly already working very hard to rehearse usually. I'm even considering forming muscle memory or something… But it doesn't work. As long as I realized that I'm being watched by so many people on the stage…"
Qiu Ze took a deep breath. "I feel like my limbs don't belong to me."
Then, all kinds of strange questions would appear.
Perhaps he had made a mistake in his movements, or he had sung the wrong lyrics, or he would raise the key on the stage like today.
"…I've never heard of it." Jing Jianbai shook his head.
Jing Jianbai had never heard of a problem like Qiu Ze's, and it was so serious.
