The lights in the audience suddenly went out, and immediately, the spotlight lit up the center of the massive stage.
With the fiery and sizzling opening dance, four mentors walked out from backstage.
Following them was the national producer.
After the five of them finished their opening speeches, the formation night officially began.
Hearing the incessant, frenzied screams outside, Ling Bei's heart rose to his throat.
Their turn was scheduled much later, so there was still a long wait before their performance.
Yet, Ling Bei had already been pacing back and forth in the dressing room for half an hour.
Chen Taifan couldn't stand it anymore, put down the fruit tray he was holding, and went up to hold Ling Bei down.
"You've participated in a formation night before, why are you so anxious?"
Ling Bei wanted to cry but had no tears, "Exactly because I've done it before, I'm even more nervous."
Besides, their previous formation nights had been held within the training camp.
