"Go ahead, I believe in you."
After receiving Zhang Xiaoshan's approval, Jia Lanhua finally mustered the courage to step onto the runway.
Several strong lights shone on Jia Lanhua.
At that moment, Jia Lanhua wore black skinny pants and coffee-colored Martin boots, topped with a rosy-red coat, her hair slightly curled and trailing behind her, the epitome of a glamorous woman.
Absolutely captivating.
"Gulp."
Everyone in the venue swallowed their saliva, even some of the women were mesmerized.
"Is this woman too gorgeous or what?"
"No, this should be called charm."
"With that figure and face, she has already won even before performing, hasn't she?"
"Yes, yes, the currently popular starlets surely pale in comparison to her, right?"
The murmur of the crowd reached Jia Lanhua's ears, adding a mix of excitement and confidence to her shy demeanor.
Zhang Xiaoshan gave Jia Lanhua a fist pump to cheer her on.
Gradually, she found her groove.
