After the host introduced Rong Yan, the stage lights dimmed, and the audience's enthusiasm soared.
Especially in the golden ocean belonging to Rong Yan, it was as if ignited, waving glow sticks in unison and shouting loudly—
"Rong Yan! Rong Yan! Rong Yan!"
The wave of enthusiasm nearly lifted the roof of the gymnasium.
In the first row of the VIP area, everyone turned their heads. A pretty little boy stared intently at the stage, refusing to look away, nervously clutching Lin Zhiya's clothes and asking, "Grandma, is Mommy coming up now?"
"Yes, it's Yan." Lin Zhiya, too, looked eagerly at the stage, taking out the golden Crown support light she had brought, supporting it without any reservations.
She wished everyone could see that she came for Rong Yan.
Cui Jiangjing also held a light sign in his hand, bearing Rong Yan's name, his elegant peach blossom eyes showing a resigned expression, "The queen finally makes her appearance, my hands are getting tired from holding this."