At this moment, Wen Meimei was completely immersed in her own world of music.
Forget forgetting the lyrics, forget the competition, to hell with it!
Now she was the lead singer, whatever she sang was law.
"Freestyle" continued—
I'm foolish, I'm dumb, I'm kind
They deliberately misinterpreted me as a white lotus
All my efforts went straight to the dogs
Dignity is gone, how can I move on
...
At the same time, the barrage on the live stream blew up again!
[Ahhhh, there's actually a freestyle, Red Scarf you're too awesome!]
[Holy crap, Red Scarf is dissing the online trolls!]
[Red Scarf can actually freestyle, that's so dope!]
[This chick's got skills, her freestyle is solid]
[Dope, dope, dope… Red Scarf, you're not letting down your fans, you are my goddess!]
[This diss is so powerful!]
...
On stage.
Wen Meimei's freestyle lyrics became more fervent as she sang, as if a ball of anger with nowhere to vent was nestled inside her, ready to explode at any moment.
