Hearing this, Zhu Ying nodded with satisfaction.
Da Fei seemed to know what he was doing after all. He'd chosen a more subdued song to avoid having to rerecord it.
Songs like this were low and slow, with a gentle, lyrical melody. The live response would surely be mediocre. Then they could make a few casual criticisms, say he wasn't good enough, and eliminate him on the spot.
Manager Lu wore a mocking sneer. He was just an entertainer. He thought he could take him on?
The opening section's low melody came to an end, and then the pitch rose by an octave.
"Until I heard a voice, and I knew it was you
But how could you remember me?
I brought news from another world, but how could I tell you?
We were destined to meet, both of us having lost our memories..."
Everyone was still completely bewildered. They felt the song was just a catchy tune with vague lyrics, and since there were no lyrics displayed for them to follow, they all shook their heads in confusion.
"I remember this was a forest, with a hill behind it. On the hill stood a jujube tree. Every autumn, we'd fill our pockets with jujubes."
"I remember that besides being your friend, I was once your uncle, too. You always liked following right behind me, just for those few copper coins..."
Da Fei's voice was incredibly steady. The soothing music made people want to sway along, but there was a sadness beneath its gentle melody.
Suddenly, Cheng Huanhuan, standing at the side of the stage, seemed to understand. Her eyes widened as it all clicked into place.
Her tear ducts gave way. She burst into tears, covering her face as she sobbed.
The camera immediately turned toward Cheng Huanhuan, giving