As the resounding applause gradually died down, Li Na stepped forward, her eyes as gorgeous as ever. With the microphone in hand, she brought it close to her lips.
"I must admit," she began, her voice laced with playful humor, "when I sat down at the piano earlier, I thought my hands had gotten a bit rusty from lack of practice."
The audience chuckled, greatly interested in what she was going to say next.
"But," Li Na continued, a mischievous grin spreading across her face, "as soon as I began playing, it seems my hands had a different idea! They were dancing across the keys like they had a life of their own!"
Laughter erupted throughout the hall, thanks to Li Na's infectious energy.
Ning Yu, sitting in her seat, couldn't help but beam with pride as she watched Li Na take the stage. Her eyes glistened with admiration, resembling a proud mom watching her baby's shining moment.
