Cao Na looked at the bustling crowd. Even though she had prepared beforehand, she still felt a bit anxious now. She couldn't help it. Seeing those familiar faces brought back many memories.
It's cold. Zhao Guangran stood at the door, and it's a lie to say it wasn't cold. Although he was used to waiting for business to pick up, Cao Na's silence wasn't doing any favors either.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" Zhao Guangran might teasingly jab at Cao Na if they were indoors, but outside, he was careful not to embarrass her.
It was indeed a bit tough for her. Gong Ruini sighed, contemplating calling Cao Na back. It was an opportunity to practice, but it's cold in the winter, especially when the wind blows.
Just as Gong Ruini was about to speak up, Cao Na closed her eyes and shouted recklessly, "Selling spring couplets, selling spring couplets."
Perhaps she was embarrassed at first, but once she shouted it out, she instantly felt much more relaxed.
