But then I felt something wasn't right...

This kind of sacrifice is too great, and the lie will eventually be exposed one day.

Even when she called Wu Zhenhong, Wu Zhenhong had no idea that Zhou Yang had helped her write two Cantonese songs, and he was shocked for a long time. This kind of shock did not seem to be fake.

"Ah? Sister Hong, what do you mean?"

"You sing the first time first, and after you finish singing, I will sing the second time!" After seeing Zhou Yang's confused expression, Zhong Yanhong suddenly laughed.

"What?" Zhou Yang's eyes widened and he suddenly became nervous. "Aren't we singing together? We sing together. We all sing together during rehearsals."

If it is a chorus, Zhou Yang can accept it. After all, in Zhong Yanhong's voice, his own singing voice is not so obvious, but if he sings first...

It might ruin this concert.

"During rehearsals, your voice was always under my voice... In the concert, if you sing like this, everyone can only hear my voice, and it would be meaningless for you to go on stage." Zhong Yanhong lowered her head.

After coughing a few times, Wang Jing hurried over and handed her a glass of water. After she took a sip, she looked at Zhou Yang seriously.

"But...I..." Zhou Yang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment, and his mind went blank.

The first song, the first time he sang it...

He felt the pressure doubled instantly.

"Teacher Wu is very optimistic about you, and I am very optimistic about you. Although our rehearsal time together is very short, your talent in music is indeed outstanding... Your voice cannot be buried. Don't worry, if something unexpected happens,

I'll catch up..." Zhong Yanhong thought about the innate emotion when Zhou Yang closed his eyes and sang "Qian Qian Que Song" alone during the rehearsal, and she was quite touched.

He looks very much like a singer from Hong Kong in the 1980s.

They don't look alike, and the way they sing is also similar.

After thinking of the singer, her eyes suddenly darkened.

Feeling a little sad for no reason.

……………………

4:27 p.m.

There are still three minutes left before the concert starts.

Cai Lin sat in her seat and repeatedly looked at the information about Zhou Yang sent by Xinghui.

Zhou Yang doesn't know Cantonese, not at all, and it's even more impossible to sing Cantonese songs!

How can such a person sing Cantonese songs on stage?

She suddenly felt better inexplicably.

If Zhou Yang makes a big fool of himself on stage, all the hype and popularity will turn into a big joke!

Just at this time.

The stage lights suddenly dimmed.

The concert has begun!

Then...

She was shocked to find Zhou Yang walking out alone in the darkness...

The music sounds!
Chapter completed!