Immediately, an indescribable warm current appeared in her body out of thin air.
It was a sensation as hot as magma, surging into her forehead and instantly flowing throughout her entire body.
The originally cold and stiff fingers regained their sensation.
The heart, which was previously beating uncontrollably, was soothed by a warm, large hand into steadiness.
The fear and distracting thoughts that had occupied her mind were forcefully dispelled by this domineering golden light.
At this moment, the hundreds of audience members and stern judges seemed to become lifeless backdrops.
The entire world was left with only her, and the "sun" below the stage.
Zhou Xiumei's eyes flickered.
She remembered the silhouette on the tattered tricycle, encouraging her to pursue her dreams in the night breeze.
She recalled countless days and nights spent sweating in the narrow practice studio.
She remembered the four-leaf clover necklace that hung close to her neck, symbolizing luck.
