The Music Festival (8)
編輯: Henyee Translations
That "our" softened Sheng Yize's heart right away.
He had lived the first dozen years of his life confined in a world filled with darkness and hate.
To him, time was nothing but what he had to idle away.
An Xiaxia had then shown up like a star lighting up an entire universe and a flower blossoming in the desert. She was warm, she was bright, and she was the person he wanted to chase and keep safe.
He chuckled and went on stage with her.
The contestants were free to choose their own piece in the first audition and the time limit was three minutes. After the dozens of contestants previously, the judges and audience had grown tired by now.
However, Sheng Yize caught the attention of everyone as soon as he showed up on stage!
In his white shirt, the teenager looked as elegant as a lotus flower sprouting out of the ground. He sat down at the piano and the shrieks from the audience almost tore the roof off.