Even though you can't see the face clearly, it doesn't matter to the fans below — they're going wild.
A relentless wave of screams rises again, gradually merging into a single name.
"Li Yang!!!"
"Li Yang! Li Yang!"
"Ahhhhh Li Yang! My stage prince!"
"Li Yang! Li Yang! Li Yang!"
Li Yang closes his eyes, gently shakes his head, and raises his hand towards the accompanying musicians behind him.
The music starts, the screams from below gradually quiet down, leaving only Li Yang's slightly low yet clear voice.
"I see what you're wearing, there's nothing beneath it, forgive me for staring, forgive me for breathing — "
With a foot-tapping rhythm and his casual swaying while holding the microphone stand, he is simply captivating.
He sets the tone as soon as he opens his mouth, instantly lifting the atmosphere.
The spotlight surrounding him quickly fades and reappears nearby.
Xu Cheng, dressed in a white T-shirt and black leather jacket, picks up the next line:
