Chu Dazhuang's words were diplomatic; after all, they originally hosted the event, including the later symphony orchestra, which revolved primarily around these two individuals.
He stood there and gently put away his phone. From the expressions of the two young artists while the music played, it was evident that they too were shocked by what Chu Dazhuang said.
After Chu Dazhuang finished speaking, he smiled gently and quietly observed the two young artists.
At that moment, the young artists had still not recovered from their shock. They stood there, along with the symphony orchestra behind them, all struck dumb and speechless.
Chu Dazhuang was in no hurry but continued waiting for them to come to their senses.
Down below, Liu Yuting sat in her chair, completely enthralled.
She had never heard such beautiful singing.
It took a long while before they regained their composure.
