Those who were watching the live broadcast tried to look for the song online.
"Baidu doesn't even have this song. And who the hell is Master Lin? I just did a search on Master Lin and the results were of a fortune-teller."
"I found a scallion pancake vendor."
"I found him as the mysterious man."
"These nicknames are so stupid."
"Be quiet, listen to the song."
…
The song started to play. The beat slowly built up to a nice tempo.
When Qi Ming heard the prelude, he quickly straightened his posture and listened carefully.
Wu Huanyue held the microphone and closed her eyes. Her lips slowly and gently opened as she began to sing.
"Why is my sky so full of tears…"
"Why is my sky always so gloomy…"
…
Her voice was mellow and crisp as the audience was slowly captivated by her.
Qi Ming closed his eyes as he moved his fingers slowly to the beat. It was like he had been mesmerized by the song.
