Wen Meimei said calmly, "It's okay, I probably won't forget the lyrics."
Sitting next to her, Ning Zhenyu laughed, "Even if you forget, it's no big deal. Any part of this song I composed can let you freestyle."
Wen Meimei coughed lightly, "Forget it, freestyling also requires inspiration."
"I believe you can do it."
"I'd better not forget the lyrics."
Wen Meimei didn't want to embarrass Ning Zhenyu; just singing the song properly was enough.
At this moment, the first singer appeared on the live broadcast.
The two fell silent and focused on watching the show.
The first singer sang a fast song combining Chinese and Western styles, instantly energizing the whole venue, and the high notes reached their peak.
Ning Zhenyu chuckled, "Lao Wang is giving it his all. It's probably his first time singing such high notes."
This comment was captured by the accompanying cameraman.
Wen Meimei also commented, "I like Teacher Wang's high notes, they're beautiful."
