Meng Xinian had completely transformed into the image of a mature man, with no trace of boyishness left. His white shirt exuded a sense of crispness and sharpness.
Heart pounding furiously, Du Jinruo was so nervous that she nearly misspoke the lines she could recite backwards in her sleep. Fortunately, her extensive stage experience kicked in, and she managed to call the end of the show without any hiccups.
Once she was backstage, she immediately covered her face.
Oh my god, she was actually this nervous!
So nervous that her palms were sweating and her cheeks burnt hot! What was happening?
"Jinruo, are you alright? Your face looks so red," a Female Supervisor Guard asked with concern.
Quickly, Du Jinruo shook her head, "I'm fine."
Her solo was next! Would he be able to recognize her then?
Indeed, it occurred to Du Jinruo only now that when she had been announcing earlier, Meng Xinian seemed not to have looked at her at all! His gaze was distant, as if he were lost in thought.
