"Little Four, what's wrong with me?"
When Su Qiao regained consciousness, everything before her was pitch-black. In her ears, she heard melodious music mixed with some noisy chatter.
She instinctively reached out and touched something in front of her, only to feel a curtain that seemed to be made of velvet.
She should have been standing behind a curtain or stage drape, with her face only about ten centimeters from the fabric.
Besides that, she was also holding a microphone in her left hand.
Was she practicing singing while facing the wall?
That was the first thought that came to her mind.
Then came the second thought: she clearly felt that her eyes were open, so why couldn't she see anything?
You're a stand-in singer. This is backstage. 444 quickly scanned the surroundings, surveying the environment and getting a general idea of the situation.
"I'm asking about my eyes. Why is everything in front of me black? Is it because the room's lights aren't on?"
Su Qiao gently rubbed her eyes, utterly bewildered, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.
That can't be, right?
Wasn't it said that, apart from having bad luck, this Female Supporting Character had the best resources?
You're overthinking it. You're blind. 444 gave her an extremely cruel answer.
Su Qiao instantly clenched her teeth.
She wanted nothing more than to bite a certain little system to death.
She took two deep breaths.
Don't act rashly. Don't act rashly. Rashness is the devil.
The world is so beautiful...
The world treats me so badly. Why should I put up with it?
"Which shameless, brazen idiot picked this script? Tell me. If I don't kill him, I—"
444 shrank its neck, a little timidly. Host, don't be angry. Actually, your eyes aren't completely beyond saving. You