When Xiu Xi went up, Jiaojiao distinctly heard a series of gasps from where they were standing. The previously uninspired girls all looked up.
Xiu Xi wore a black shirt with a button undone today, revealing his exquisite and fair collarbone. His features were flawlessly perfect, and his eyes were dreamily green. Standing on stage with his gaze lowered, the scene was incredibly beautiful.
Even Jiaojiao, who was used to seeing him, couldn't help but feel her heart speed up for a few seconds when he took the stage.
With his slender fingers holding the script, Xiu Xi didn't rush to read it. Instead, he lifted his head and looked down at the audience, his gaze accurately landing on the slightly shorter Jiaojiao.
Jiaojiao, blinking her eyes, looked at him and, when he glanced over, cheekily made a small fist, silently mouthing, Good luck, brother Xiu!
