Zhang Na laughed, patted Zhou Yun's shoulder, and said, "You'll be fine, oh, right, the teleprompter we prepared for you is based on the script sent by your agent earlier. Does it need any changes?"
Zhou Yun said, "It's fine, let's stick to this."
She took a deep breath.
It's been a long time since she gave a speech in front of everyone, so saying that Zhou Yun wasn't nervous would be a lie.
She was very nervous.
She even felt her palms getting a bit sweaty.
Except for herself, no one thought she would be nervous.
Under her fame, no one would believe Zhou Yun could be nervous about such a small event.
After all, she has seen many grand occasions and been through numerous big events.
As soon as Zhou Yun started speaking, she flubbed her words, saying "I am Zou Yun" instead of "I am Zhou Yun."
She immediately let out an "oh" in a lousy tone, made a helpless expression, and said, "I guess now if I say I am a bit nervous, you shouldn't doubt me anymore."
