Old Mrs. Shi stared incredulously at the liquid filling her hands, dazed for a long time.
Looking up again, she suddenly realized that there were quite a few people around her with the same reaction.
This was a song written by a child for their parents.
It wasn't as sensational as "Crown" just moments ago, yet as the prelude to "Child" began, it seemed to take control of the mood inside the venue.
The surroundings became quiet and earnest.
This was the influence of the person onstage.
Indeed, it was the Senior Sister.
Old Mrs. Shi looked at the woman on the stage, unable to help herself from clapping her hands together.
In an instant, the venue erupted with thunderous applause.
Granny Tang watched the woman onstage, clutching Tang Jingming's hand, and said, "Go, get me a microphone."
Tang Jingming was startled, "What are you going to do?"
"Quickly go!"
Tang Jingming immediately nodded and turned to leave.
