Jiang Yan Hai's words left the few people in the lounge bar slightly stunned. Li Ruo Bai's eyes, meanwhile, shone brightly. She realized that the man she had casually caught was like a treasure trove. He had far too many secrets.
It felt as though she discovered something new about him every day. He could write songs too? She had no idea how good this song was, but he was a soldier! And a special forces soldier at that. He could even research fighter jets. Why did it feel like he knew how to do so many things?
Moreover, Li Ruo Bai could tell that the voice Jiang Yan Hai was using right now was not his real one. It was deep and magnetic, carrying a charm that drew people in without them even realizing it.
Did geniuses really exist in this world?
Li Ruo Bai felt her cheeks growing hot.
Bei Chen Xiang stared blankly at the man standing there. It was not because he had been drawn in by the man's looks, but by what he had said. Some things only moved you when they struck directly at your heart.
Just as the man onstage had said, had life already worn away all his edges?
"A song called Old Boy, for everyone here. I wish all the old boys here can still find the dreams you once had, and the things you once worked and struggled for," Jiang Yan Hai said in a low voice.
That was right. It was the song that had meant nothing to Jiang Yan Hai when he heard it at twenty in his previous life, yet had deeply moved him when he listened to it in his thirties. In this world, the celebrities were entirely different from those of his past life, and