Chapter 542： give me a mic

Chapter 542 Give me a wheat

Kan Rou looked at her, tried hard to hold back her emotions, and took a deep breath.

But she was still trembling nervously.

I was still terrified inside.

At this moment, everyone in Class 9 dared not say anything, for fear of aggravating Kanrou's nervousness.

At this moment, the stage was drawing to a close, and there was thunderous applause.

ended.

Kan Rou's legs softened instantly.

"It's my turn..."

Immediately after that was the voice of the host: "Okay, let's welcome the students from Class 9, Class 3, Senior Middle School—"

Lu Ning and Lin Ci supported Kan Rou to stand beside the steps.

Kan Rou's face turned pale.

"Look at your toes, remember the first word, follow your own words, don't think about anything, don't look at anything."

"Go."

Kan Rou only felt that her feet were as heavy as lead, and she couldn't even lift them.

But she still listened to Lu Ning's words, looked at her toes, and took a long and heavy step up the steps.

Everyone in the auditorium took out their mobile phones and prepared to take pictures.

"I heard it's Lu Ning."

"Yes, yes, I want to take a picture."

"Really, who did you listen to?"

"Don't everyone say that, it must be true."

"Hey, hey, here we come."

There were more voices discussing, and it seemed that the people in the audience, who had been quiet all along, became restless at this moment.

"Hey, wait, who is this?"

"Huh? Why isn't it Lu Ning?"

"..."

After being shocked and speechless, they put away their mobile phones and looked over, losing interest.

The upper and lower stages of the backstage were full of people from Class Nine.

They all looked at Kan Rou nervously.

Kan Rou kept staring at her toes, anxious to hear Lu Ning's words.

Remember the first word, the first word...

Kan Rou felt the heat of the lights above her head, and could clearly feel the sight from all directions. She clenched her fingers tightly and told herself desperately not to be nervous, and to take a deep breath.

"What is she doing?"

"I don't know, why don't you speak?"

"Why don't you look up."

The voice became louder and louder, and there was some commotion in the audience.

Kan Rou closed her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Hello, my..."

She finally spoke, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Ci looked at Lu Ning: "She really got it right, what does it mean you just asked her to memorize the first word?"

"A kind of memory inertia, similar to muscle memory. She has recited it countless times in the past two days. As long as she remembers the first word, the following words can be followed by inertia."

"Great, she said it."

Kan Rou's voice spread to every corner of the auditorium through the microphone.

Class 9 breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s good to speak, it’s good to be able to speak out.

Although there were two sentences trembling at the beginning, it got better later on.

But just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, I don't know who yelled.

Kan Rou raised her head subconsciously...

Class 9 collectively pursed their lips, it's over!

This glance is about to end!

Sure enough, Kan Rou herself was dumbfounded, and she froze for a moment, her eyes were full of people, many people were looking at her with serious faces.

She got stuck, her mind went blank again, and she couldn't speak a word.

Opened his mouth in a daze, unable to say anything.

She felt the heat above her head, felt beads of sweat fall down her forehead, and tightly pinched the corner of her clothes with her hands.

She wanted to run, but she couldn't move her feet as if they were filled with lead.

Everyone on and off the pitch closed their eyes, not daring to look.

Lu Ning raised his hand and quickly took off his coat: "Give me a mic."

(end of this chapter)