The music staircase teacher quieted down.
Mr. Lin closed his eyes, as if searching for inspiration, giving the impression of a grandmaster.
Actually, he was indeed searching for inspiration, recalling when he showed off in Europe, at those private parties of European aristocratic ladies, where he played the piano and sung a Chinese song with lyrics he'd improvised in English.
Although attending that party was actually to assassinate an important person, after singing, he nearly got dragged into a room by several amorous noblewomen. Uh, let's not talk about that.
He gently eased his throat, as the Gang Qi silently surged to his vocal cords, improving the tone of his voice.
"Right, it should be slightly magnetic and with a touch of huskiness."
Everyone held their breath and watched intently, very curious about this gentleman's singing capabilities.
Ruoshuang and Wang Jingjing were also filled with anticipation.
