After Being Forced to Become a Bigshot, I Only Want to be Normal-Chapter 542 - : Give Me a Mic
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Chapter 542: Give Me a Mic
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Kan Rou looked at her and tried her best to suppress her emotions. She took a deep breath.
But she was still trembling with anxiety.
She was still feeling uneasy.
At this moment, no one in Class 9 dared to say anything, afraid that they
would aggravate Kan Rouβs nervousness.
At this moment, the current speech was nearing its end, and thunderous applause could be heard.
It ended.
Kan Rouβs legs instantly went weak.
βItβs my turnβ¦β
Right on the heels of that was the emceeβs voice. βAlright, letβs welcome the speaker from Year 3, Class 9 of No. 1 High Schoolβ
Lu Ning and Lin Ci helped Kan Rou to the side of the stairs.
Kan Rouβs face was deathly pale.
βLook at your toes, remember the first word, and follow the script just as you practiced. Donβt think about or look at anything.β
βGo on.β
Kan Rou felt that her feet were as heavy as lead, and she could not even lift them.
However, she still listened to Lu Nings words and looked at her toes as she walked up the steps with long and heavy steps.
Everyone in the auditorium took out their phones and prepared to take photos and videos.
βl heard itβs Lu Ning.β
βThatβs right, thatβs right. I want to film her.β βReally? Who did you hear that from?β βIsnβt that what they say? It has to be true.β
βHey, hey, here she comes.β
There were more and more discussions. It seemed that the people below the stage, who had been quiet, were also restless at this moment.
βHey, wait, who is that?β
βHuh? Why isnβt it Lu Ning?β
After being shocked speechless, they put away their phones and looked away. They were no longer interested. freew ebnove l.com
The backstage was filled with students from Class 9.
They all looked at Kan Rou nervously.
Kan Rou kept staring at her toes, anxiously thinking about Lu Nings words.
Remember the first phrase, the first phraseβ¦
Kan Rou felt the heat of the spotlight from above her head and could clearly feel the gazes coming from all directions. Clenching her fists, she tried her best to tell herself not to be nervous as she took several deep breaths.
βWhatβs she doing?β βl donβt know. Why isnβt she saying anything?β
βWhy wonβt she look up?β
The voices grew louder and louder, and there was a commotion below the stage.
Kan Rou closed her eyes and said with a trembling voice, β<Hello, myβ¦>β
When she finally spoke, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Lin Ci looked at Lu Ning. βShe really got it down. What did you mean when you asked her to remember the first phrase?β
βItβs a kind of memory inertia, similar to muscle memory. Sheβs memorized it countless times in the past two days. As long as she remembers the first phrase, she can follow the inertia and continue from there.β
βThatβs great. She managed to say it.β
Kan Rouβs voice spread through the microphone to every corner of the auditorium.
The students of Class 9 collectively heaved a sigh of relief.
It was good that she spoke. It was good that she could say it.
Although her voice quivered through the first two sentences, she got better later on.
However, just as everyone was relieved, some dastard yelled something.
Kan Rou subconsciously raised her headβ¦
Class 9 collectively pursed their lips. Itβs over!
If she catches even a glimpse, itβs all over!
As expected, Kan Rou was struck frozen. Everywhere she looked, there were people looking at her with serious expressions.
She was stunned. Her mind went blank again, and she could not say another word.
She flapped her mouth, but no words came out.
She felt the heat on the top of her head, and beads of sweat dripping down her forehead. She gripped the corner of her shirt tightly.
She wanted to run, but her feet were like lead and she could not move at all.
Everyone in the backstage area closed their eyes, not daring to look anymore.
Lu Ning quickly took off her coat. βGive me a mic..β