Ah?
Sing together?
Go up... and sing with her?
Guan Yongyi froze on the spot, momentarily forgetting how to think, her mind a blank slate.
She just instinctively reached out, took the hand of her idol from childhood, gathered her breath, bent her knees, and exerted force with her left leg.
Applause, cheers, and screams were rising one after another; the lights were so bright, there was almost no place for the shadows in her heart to hide.
One step, two steps, three steps.
The long-haired singer led the short-haired guest, standing together in the center of the stage.
It's really different being on stage...
It wasn't until Guan Yongyi came to her senses and found Lu Jincheng's gaze among the sea of glowing sticks that she realized what was happening.
This is a concert!
Yang Qianhua's concert!
Tens of thousands of cameras, cameras, phones all pointing at her!
It's over...
How could she keep this hidden...
