When they were on stage, no matter how difficult it was, they maintained the qualities and aura that idols should have. But when they got off the stage and returned to the lounge, the six big boys were still scared, and Max Ling even shed tears.
"Did I sing badly?" He frantically put his hand across his eyes. "I can't hear what I'm singing. What should I do? I'm sorry to everyone. I shouldn't have mentioned the splits."
"Oh, it's okay. You sang really well, without splits. That voice gave me goose bumps." Dylan Lu pulled him into his arms and rubbed his hair. "You can't scare me."
"Don't pull my hair! I've been blowing it for a long time!" Max Ling pushed him away, and his bitter face was facing the camera of the group show. He immediately covered his face, "Don't take pictures of me, cut it off!"
"Cut it out, cut it out. This part must be cut out." Mason Jiang was about to hug him when Zane He grabbed him and handed him a candy. "Don't shake. You didn't eat before going on stage. Don't squat or sit. Be careful of getting dizzy."
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