Face Smacking In Process~

Shen Ruojing returned to her make-up room.

Not long later, Shen Qianhui came rushing over. "Jingjing, what are you going to sing today? You can't possibly still be doing another recitation, could you?"

Shen Ruojing was indeed still thinking of reciting poetry and giving up on the competition. "..."

Seeing her expression, Shen Qianhui smiled. "It's enough to do that just once. Just sing one or two lines symbolically, otherwise, you'd be doing this too half-heartedly."

Sing one or two lines...

"Sure."