Everyone, please look forward to it

Ye Chen's powerful, charismatic voice once again let the livestream audience experience his effortless command of musical performance.

The gift effects in the livestream had not stopped since Ye Chen began singing.

The chat was also buzzing.

"How come the moment Ye Chen starts singing this song, it gives me this feeling of peace and prosperity?"

"Ye Chen sings way too beautifully. I love songs in this style. Listening to it makes me feel completely refreshed."

"(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ He sang so well. It really has that majestic, grand feeling. So good."

"I just turned eighteen, and I really like songs in this style. Is that normal?"

"Totally normal. I'm seventeen and I like this style too. My mom says my taste is better than my sister's."

"When I listen to this song while walking alone at night, I feel braver. Please, release an album soon—I love it! ٩(♡ε♡ )۶"

"Oh my~~~ That makes sense. Learned something."

"..."

While playing the morin khuur, Ye Chen had already reached the end of the song: "Girl, sing loud. I hold the white clouds, I hold the sun, I hold the stars, I hold the moon, I hold tenderness, I hold good fortune, and fly with you. Girl, sing loud. I hold the breeze, I hold the fragrance of flowers, I hold the light, I hold hope, I hold love songs, I hold dreams, and step into your heart. Ahead, your smile ripples; in the firelight, my gaze ripples; by my side, your singing ripples; in my chest, my heart ripples. Ahead, your smile ripples; in the firelight, my gaze ripples; by my side, your singing ripples; in my chest, my heart ripples..."

As the final notes of the accompaniment faded, Ye Chen finished the majestic song.

The livestream's comment section became lively again.

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