Onstage.
The man with a sunflower mask took to the stage slowly.
There were screams and shouts coming from the audience, each one louder than the last!
Zhang Ye's mother said, "I rather like this guy."
His father nodded. "Mhm."
His second sister said in anticipation, "His Cantonese songs have always been great!"
"It's starting, it's starting!" His third sister held her breath.
The music played and the studio turned quiet. The audience was very cooperative and accommodating toward Sunflower. Those girls who had been making a racket during Petal Shower's performance were now covering their mouths, afraid that they would cause a disturbance and affect their idol.
Cello strings.
Piano keys.
A familiar melody floated on the stage.
Many in the audience were so familiar with this song that they started humming along to it in their heads.
Sunflower raised his head and gripped the microphone.
