Onstage.
Ning Feiping was overwhelmingly nervous, fully sensing the atmosphere of the scene.
Skepticism!
Disappointment!
Apart from Young Master Bu, there was hardly any expectation to be seen!
However, under this kind of atmosphere.
Ning Feiping was unexpectedly beginning to calm down.
Exhaling, inhaling, he actually started to cool down, little by little.
The nervousness didn't feel as intense as before.
After all, he was just a bicycle repairman.
He couldn't stand out, and nobody paid attention to him.
This lack of expectation had become somewhat familiar to him.
After all, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
And now that nobody had any expectation of him, he felt less pressure.
Or perhaps, it was just a case of resigned recklessness.
He started to reassure himself.
Don't be afraid!
Don't be afraid!
Sing boldly!
Just as Young Master Bu hoped.
