Wang Yan's song ended.
The reaction from below the stage was as enthusiastic as if facing a top-tier celebrity.
Whistles.
Cheers.
Screams.
Applause.
They filled the entire gymnasium.
Just now, Wang Yan's voice was too pleasant to listen to; that soft voice, laden with deep sincerity, a glance and a smile seemed like a gentle wife whispering to her husband, where sentiments diffused in her murmurs, making one's body go soft.
A natural performance.
Plus, the perfect sound quality entered the ear.
The effect created was unprecedented.
Listening to this, then going to other concerts without such sound effects felt rather difficult to accept.
Wang Yan said, "Thank you, everyone, thank you for liking the songs I sing, for liking my voice." After she finished speaking, the venue dimmed, the next celebrity went on stage, and Tang Qing immediately lost his anticipation.
At that moment.
"Ding Dong!!"
Looking down, Tang Qing received a penguin message.
