It's just a football match, just an extra little flavor.
Winning or losing isn't important, and no one really cares.
It's just a few performances, harmless fun.
Zhao Tienan sat on the grass with a mischievous smile, one hand in his pocket grasping the remote control, while his eyes were fixed on Jing Ning.
This thing is so much fun, full of wicked humor.
It's like a switch on Jing Ning's body, whenever she needs to release, she can spray out on cue.
"Next, we have Jing Ning performing a song for everyone, please give her a round of applause."
Suddenly, Li Na's voice rang out, signaling that the losing team was about to start their performance.
"I..."
Jing Ning wanted to refuse, but she caught Zhao Tienan's serious gaze and had to give in immediately.
It's undeniable that Jing Ning's singing voice is quite remarkable, an old song called "Fairytale" sung very beautifully and emotionally, lighting up the atmosphere with its enchanting melody.
"Buzz..."
