"Ahem, you all are so great at dancing, I won't embarrass myself. How about this, I'll showcase my baby voice for you." Qin Yun coughed awkwardly, thought for a moment, and said.
"Baby voice!!!" Yang Leqi exclaimed.
"Ahem, ahem." Qin Yun coughed twice, gathered herself, and her voice turned into a tiny, soft, incredibly sweet, and cute baby-like voice, "You all want me to perform a talent, but I'm only three years old and haven't even been to kindergarten. How about I recite a Tang poem for you?"
"Ahhh, Sister Yun!! So adorable and well-behaved!!!" Yang Leqi immediately couldn't handle it, holding her face in her hands and stomping her feet, she squealed excitedly.
Qin Yun didn't stop, continuing: "Goose, goose, goose, bowing your neck singing to the sky, white feathers floating on green water, red feet stirring the clear waves. Thank you, everyone."
Yang Leqi excitedly pounced over, "Wow, Sister Yun, you can actually make such a cute, baby voice, was that really you speaking?"
