Ling Momo walked to the center of the stage with a smile, the lights brightened, making it hard for her to keep her eyes open, which conveniently made it impossible for her to see the audience seated below. She could imagine that on this stage, she was alone.
Ling Momo positioned herself at the very center of the stage, took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes. The music for "Qingcheng" had just reached the singing part; Ling Momo slowly raised the microphone————
"Even if the passion has cooled off, the night of our breakup is still significant, sweet nothings and laughter-filled lies, give me a bit more, spare me none..."
Ling Momo followed the rhythm of the music, retrieving the state she had originally prepared for the competition, little by little.
She sang in Cantonese.
With a voice ethereal and clean, tinged with a slight tremulous softness, she immediately quieted the entire hall.
