Su Qiao turned her head and glanced at herself through the car window, the corners of her lips curling slightly. "Don't you think I look pretty cool like this?"
...Cool, yes, she did look cool.
But had the host forgotten that she was a woman?
What did a woman need to look so cool for?
Su Qiao ran her fingers through her short, stylish hair and raised her long, sword-like brows. "Isn't that the point?"
"From now on, I'm going to be the coolest kid on this street. No, I'm going to be the coolest kid in the whole world."
What men? They could all get lost!
444: "..." Oh no, the host had really gone crazy.
"Right, record all the hottest songs from the previous planes for me. I'm going to register the copyrights."
It was time to get down to business.
She hadn't forgotten that she was still carrying the blame. She couldn't let her enemy laugh for too long, could she?
Besides, one of the clone's wishes was to become a famous singer.
You want to record them now? That's a simple matter.
Su Qiao thought for a moment. "I'll practice my vocalization and breath control first and familiarize myself with some singing techniques. I'll record them in a couple of days!"
When it came to singing, Su Qiao really was a novice.
Although the clone had laid the foundation, she hadn't experienced it personally, so it was inevitable that she would be somewhat unfamiliar.
Don't worry. Your body is in excellent condition now. Your lung capacity is far beyond that of an ordinary person, and your voice is very distinctive too. It's clean with a naturally fine, slightly husky texture. You'll have no problem singing at all.
Su Qiao's decision to become a singer excited 444