"Who else wants to come up?" the host asked.

The first one to come up was such a strong opponent as Xing Jiarou. When asked by the host, many people wanted to withdraw from the competition temporarily, leaving only a few scattered ones who were not afraid of death and went up to perform.

"Haha, I'm so sleepy." An Qiaoyan looked at the talents performing on the stage. They were either boring or not exciting. She couldn't help but want to snore, and her head rested dizzily on Yi Sheng's shoulder.

Go up. "Aren't you going to go up and perform?" An Jinyi looked at Bai Zhiyou who was very calm on the side and asked curiously.

"Qiaoyan said I should be the finale." Bai Zhiyou put a hand on her lips and whispered into An Jinyi's ear.

"Who else wants to perform?" the host asked, but the response was silence from the crowd.

Just when Xing Jiarou thought Bai Zhiyou had given up and retreated, her soft voice rang out.

"And me." Bai Zhiyou struggled to squeeze in front of the stage and waved to the host.

The host gave her a slight nod and a smile, and invited Bai Zhiyou to come on stage.

Bai Zhiyou danced the swan dance in an angel costume. Her tiptoes landed lightly on the ground one after another. Her snow-white arms were waving in the air. The arc of her take-off movements was graceful, and she jumped into the most beautiful white line in the night light.

The lines and big black and white eyes are deeply integrated into this situation, and they are sad or joyful or happy or sad according to the music.

For a moment, everyone in the audience forgot to breathe, admiring the beauty of this moment, as if an angel had descended into the world.

After the song ended, the audience stood still for a few seconds, and then came back to their senses after An Qiaoyan's excited applause, and burst into applause louder than before.
Chapter completed!