It's just a look up.
The girl's eyes were no longer confused.
Nannali plucked the strings of her instrument.
The deep and solemn cello sound flowed slowly along with the music—
"Wow."
Lin Tian was slightly taken aback.
"She adjusted so quickly."
Gan Yanyu couldn't help but whisper.
Indeed.
Everyone noticed.
Just now, when Nannali stepped onto the stage, she clearly appeared nervous and insecure; her presence while walking was nowhere near her usual self.
As fellow performers, this feeling was very clear—it was easy for anyone to see her unease.
However, just by being on stage and bowing her head for an adjustment...
Did she really regain her composure to this extent?
Moreover, while standing on stage... a place that could easily leave performers' minds blank.
It was terrifying.
Even Lin Tian couldn't help but exclaim.
If only this ability could have been harnessed earlier for Gan Yanyu, how great that would have been.
But no, on the contrary,
