"Practice on the weekend?" Cao Xiaoyu whispered, "Can I do that?"
Du Xiaojuan assured her, "Of course you can, I'll apply for you. When there's no one around, you won't be nervous anymore, right?"
Cao Xiaoyu glanced at the loudspeaker situated by the window and her heart began to thump.
"...But I'm nervous," she whispered.
Du Xiaojuan had never seen such a timid comrade and didn't know what expression to make.
"Try again, if it really doesn't work, then we can talk about it."
No! I don't want to try.
I'm probably not good enough either.
Cao Xiaoyu denied herself in her heart first.
That lack of confidence also showed on her face.
Seeing her resistant look, Du Xiaojuan was extremely helpless.
"You are now a broadcaster at the Textile Factory Broadcasting Station, and broadcasting on schedule is your job. Running away is useless, the only option is to face the difficulty head-on."
"How can you, a builder of the nation, be frightened by such a small difficulty?"
