His own little sweetheart

Chapter 627, Failure or Counterattack? 3
There were a lot of people sitting under the stage. Sweetheart was standing in the center of the stage, the spotlight was dazzling. She was a little uncomfortable with the environment in front of her. Sweetheart stretched out her hand to block her eyes. Through her fingers, she saw the students sitting under the stage. .

The first time I sang in front of so many people, it was really... quite difficult.

Seeing that Tianxin stood on the stage without any response, the people in the audience started booing.

"What is she going to perform?"

"I don't know. Could it be stage fright?"

The people in the audience were discussing one after another, and the scene was a bit chaotic.

Xia Anruo was sitting in her lounge, watching the live broadcast at this moment, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she leaned on the sofa behind her with her chest in her arms, as if waiting to watch a good show.

Her ears were buzzing, and Sweetheart stood there helplessly.

It's over, there are so many pairs of eyes looking at me in the audience.

It felt like I couldn't move my lips at all, as if my whole body was being acupunctured, and I couldn't control my body.

Woohoo, what a shame, what a shame!
Qixi looked anxiously at Sweetheart who was standing on the stage at this moment, oh, she was so anxious to death, what happened to Sweetheart?Is she too nervous?
How can this be done.

Qixi turned her head to look at the scene, her eyes lit up, and hurriedly pulled up a staff member, "Quickly, turn off all the lights in the scene, leaving only one spotlight."

The staff recognized Qixi. Miss Qixi spoke, and he quickly nodded his head, picked up the walkie-talkie and repeated, "Lighting engineer, lighting engineer, please turn off all the lights on site, leaving only one."

Seeing that Sweetheart didn't respond for a long time, the people in the audience were already impatient, and some people even started jokingly saying, "Could it be that you came on stage to play a vase? Next one, we want the next one—"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, all the lights suddenly went out, leaving only a bunch of spotlights pouring down, falling on Sweetheart's body, faintly outlining Sweetheart's rim.

It was pitch black under the stage, so many spectators could not be seen, so many pairs of eyes, sweetheart's heart seemed to be at peace for a moment.

Huh... It seems that I was saved.

Taking a deep breath, Sweetheart turned her head to look at the sound engineer, and nodded slightly.

The music started slowly, Sweetheart held the microphone in her hand, closed her eyes, and began to sing softly.

She sang an English song "Angel"

The sound like the sounds of nature slowly resounded through the whole scene, the singing was far away, and the ethereal feeling was like closing your eyes and being in the clouds...

The only spotlight on the stage shone on her body. Sweetheart closed her eyes tightly. Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her fair face. There was a faint smile on her delicate face. .

She was wearing a water blue short skirt with small white high heels, which set off her white legs, and her figure was extraordinarily slender.

She has practiced this song for a long time, and every English pronunciation seems to be printed from the original version.

This sweetheart is so beautiful.

Really, like an angel singing in a blue dress, all the people watching were instantly silent.

"May you find some comforthere..."

After singing the last note, Sweetheart slowly opened her eyes, and the spotlights had all been turned on.

Taking a deep breath, feeling less nervous than before, Sweetheart pursed her lips and smiled, her smile was overwhelming.

There was silence for a while, and suddenly, crazy applause came from the audience.

(End of this chapter)