Xu Xunsheng suddenly felt as if a chord had gently plucked at her ear, and she unscrewed her water bottle to take a sip, noticing her cheeks growing warm.
Maybe the theater's heating was too strong, and it wasn't ventilated, she thought.
A touch of sentiment had somehow made Chaomu Band sing with increasing excitement; the boys had begun to jump around the stage. Honestly, this was the first time Xu Xunsheng saw Cen Ye on stage genuinely acting like a big boy, singing joyfully and dancing the same. Although none of them were professional dancers, and their movements were casual, they possessed an infectious charm.
