Zhou Shengqian led the applause, and the other guests naturally followed suit with great enthusiasm.
At that moment, tumultuous applause thundered throughout the hall.
In the midst of the resounding applause, An Zhenglin's cold sweat flowed even faster.
Lou Ning gave a slight nod to the guests, then made her way through the crowd with a straight gaze and sat down at the piano in the corner of the hall.
Soon, the sound of the piano rang out.
Amid the melodious and pleasant piano music, Lou Ning began to sing.
Her youthful voice was clear and clean like babbling brooks when high, and magnetically husky when low, immensely touching.
The people in the hall held their breath to listen, thinking to themselves that Zhou Shengqian hadn't been bragging—this youngster was not only good-looking, but his singing was indeed a rare pleasure to the ears.
