Ma Jiaojiao felt everyone's eyes on her, her face stiffening even more.
Beside her, Wan Shi tugged at Ma Jiaojiao's sleeve and said, "Sing one of your songs."
Ma Jiaojiao thought it wasn't appropriate.
Most of the audience here were fans of Senior Sister, and if she insisted on singing her own songs, those fans would definitely lash out at her.
Ma Jiaojiao had been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and she had a strong will to survive.
But she knew Senior Sister's skills too, singing ordinary songs wouldn't challenge her, so she had to choose something a bit more difficult.
Ma Jiaojiao thought for a moment and said, "Well, in that case, why don't you sing 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau'?"
There was an uproar at this suggestion.
"What the heck, 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau'?"
"Senior Sister's voice for that kind of song?"
"No, Senior Sister's voice can't handle this!"
"What voice? Professional singers don't use their 'throat', they use their diaphragm, okay!"
