Mo Mo didn't know what he would sing this time, but from Mo Mo not mentioning any nerves and even jokingly cautioning him to be careful, he knew Mo Mo was serious this time.
After all, the scholar who always liked to say they didn't do well on their exams suddenly stopped saying that, and was instead quite confident...
In the darkness, a rhythm like footsteps started playing.
A beam of light focused on Mo Mo, who was slowly walking to the stage. Unlike her usual bright attire that made her look clean, lively, and graceful, today she wore a blue-black dress, managing her expressions carefully, without the usual involuntary smile, appearing quite solemn and mature.
The rhythm continued, as Mo Mo raised the microphone while walking, "It's just harm, forget it and it'll be fine..."
"It's 'Arjaf'! Mo Mo's famous song!" Lu Yao, sitting behind Wu Mu, couldn't help but lean forward with a worried look.
