"Beautiful!"
"Now this is a show!"
Everyone backstage knew their stuff. The moment the play began, a flicker of shock flashed through their eyes.
What an incredible young man!
That voice, that skill—clean and beautiful beyond compare. He seemed no less impressive than Master Feng, their troupe's pillar.
Some even wore looks of enjoyment, already drunk on the performance.
"Where is this talk of no capacity for wine? Clearly, there is worry in the heart. One is like a tiger come down from the mountain, one is like Kui Wood Wolf. The two contend upon the battlefield; the wolf must be wounded, the tiger must suffer..."
Onstage, Zhou Sheng's singing soared high. His voice pierced the air like a silver spear, the final notes rising straight into the blue clouds without losing their lingering charm.
Generally speaking, Martial Actors trained in martial arts from childhood, so their singing was often weaker.
Yet the instant Zhou Sheng opened his mouth, not only the audience below the stage, but even many veteran opera performers backstage began swaying their heads unconsciously. This even included Manager Guan of the Gathering Immortals Tower.
After a long while, he let out a deep sigh.
"What a jade-dragon voice that reaches the heavens. He truly deserves the name Cloud-Soaring Dragon..."
A strange brilliance glimmered in Yao Tai Feng's beautiful eyes as she stared unblinkingly at the figure onstage. Following his singing, she made small movements with her hands and feet.
It seemed she was learning, yet also comparing herself against him.
But not everyone below the stage was immersed in the performance.
The bully stared at Lü Fengxian onstage with blood-red eyes, studying him again and again as suspicion slowly surfaced.
This newcomer actor... why did he look somewhat familiar?
The Fiery Fiend within his soul body