As soon as the singing started, everyone immediately became immersed in the enchanting voice.
The English pronunciation was authentic and natural, not giving off the impression of forcibly singing in English.
Moreover, Qiao Jing's voice wasn't shrill like that of a typical girl, rather, it brought a very enjoyable and comfortable state to the listener.
The song continued.
"Every shalalala
Every wo wo oh
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they're starting to sing
So fine
..."
Up to this point, not a single note was off-key, and she sang steadily, relaxed, and with great involvement.
Zhan Qipei's eyes were fixed on Qiao Jing without blinking. The girl sat there quietly singing, as if she were the only person in the world, solely beautiful, solely radiant.
It was a beauty beyond the description of words.
Not just Zhan Qipei, but everyone else was also mesmerized and stupefied by the performance.
When the song ended, the lingering sound resonated in the hall.