Mia Ginger walked out of the live broadcast room.
Covered in sweat.
It's already October, and Cloud Capital has entered autumn. She was wearing a white round-neck T-shirt underneath and just a tailored black suit jacket on the outside, yet she still felt hot.
At the moment she started speaking, she almost couldn't catch her breath.
But—
She managed to make a perfect debut.
The teachers waiting on the side gave her a thumbs up, and someone joked, "Not bad, much more composed than I was during my first time."
"Just slightly fast on the speech," another teacher looked at her, also full of praise, "but everything else was fine, you did very well. You can rest peacefully for a week now."
"Thank you for staying with me this late," Mia Ginger smiled lightly.
"It's our duty."
"It's getting late, grab your things and head home soon."
"How are you getting back?"
The teachers waiting for her showed concern.
