When it was about time, she heard her name. She reached for the microphone and walked toward the stage.
A deafening shout came from below the stage. "Shi Jin! Shi Jin! Shi Jin!"
Shi Jin curled her lips. When the spotlight landed on her, the audience erupted. She stepped up and started singing.
A loud and bright voice cut through the air.
The pleasant voice entered everyone's ears, making them feel numb, like they had been electrocuted. The fans' enthusiasm was aroused, and they waved their hands and sang along.
It was more like shouting than singing.
Shi Jin looked at the pairs of hands waving in the light below the stage. Her gaze became more determined and calm.
There were tens of thousands of people below the stage, but she suddenly sensed a familiar gaze on her.
