Amidst the not-so-loud cheers of the live audience, the door from backstage to the stage was pushed open. Leclerc smiled at Qin Miao, "It's our turn. Don't be too nervous facing the audience."
Qin Miao shrugged, "Dude, I've got nerves of steel, okay?"
Then, Qin Miao and a few others waved to the audience as they walked out from backstage.
Once outside, Qin Miao saw a sea of masked faces, packed densely together.
To be honest, it was the first time Qin Miao had seen so many people, and most of them were looking at him. The feeling of being watched by a large crowd indeed made Qin Miao, who had social anxiety, feel nervous.
And the audience today wasn't even that large, mainly due to the pandemic's impact.
Qin Miao couldn't imagine how many people would attend after the pandemic was over.
Unobtrusively wiping the sweat from his palms onto his pants, Qin Miao sat down on the sofa under the guidance of the host.
