Han Shuo did not hesitate. He was just distracted.
In his mind, the system had suddenly consumed two dreamland points!
One had to know that the previous two times he entered the dream, the buff only consumed one dream point.
Looking at the two dream points that suddenly disappeared, Han Shuo felt a little pained.
However, when he saw that his buffs were in terms of voice charm and singing skills, he said without hesitation,
"I choose…solo!"
After Han Shuo gave his answer.
Everyone was silent.
Zhang Tianhui was also stunned for two to three seconds before she came back to her senses.
"What…do you mean?"
"Did I hear wrongly?"
"Does that little brother know what he's talking about?”
"That was a duet with Zhang Tianhui. He gave up such a rare opportunity just like that?!”
"Little brother, if you don't want to sing, you can come down and let me sing…"
"Although you're very good-looking and my type, I still want to scold you!”
In the Hong Hom Stadium, all the fans exploded.
His shout was earth-shattering.
Han Shuo couldn't help but shiver. He knew that he had poked a hornet's nest and angered everyone.
Faced with 20,000 people going berserk, Han Shuo's psychological quality was still quite good. If it was someone else, they might have run away in fear.
Of course, if this was reality, he would probably have to run away!
"Little Shuo, what exactly do you want? It was such a good opportunity…"
Tang Yue frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
"It's okay. Everyone, stay rational. Let's listen to this fan's solo quietly, okay?”Zhang Tianhui comforted the fans below the stage.
Her voice was gentle and magnetic, as if it had a magical power. The fans below the stage actually quieted down.
Even if there were still people who felt indignant, they all pouted and snorted in their hearts.
Soon, Zhang Tianhui retreated into the darkness and sat down to rest, leaving the stage to Han Shuo alone.
A pure white shirt, gray casual pants, and a pair of plain-looking canvas shoes. This was Han Shuo's outfit on stage.
He was like a boy that could be seen in every school, bright and youthful.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man, but this saying did not apply to Han Shuo at all.
He was too good-looking.
Even if it was ordinary clothes, it would give off a completely different feeling.
When the staff came up to ask him if he wanted an accompaniment, Han Shuo shook his head and said,
"Do you have a guitar?"
"Yes!"
The staff member immediately borrowed a guitar and handed it to Han Shuo.
Holding the guitar in his hand, Han Shuo sat quietly on the steps and tuned the strings.
A staff member had already brought a microphone and placed it on the ground to record Han Shuo's voice.
He lowered his eyes slightly and played an intoxicating melody.
The entire stage darkened, and only a beam of light shone on him.
Under the pale light, Han Shuo's face, which was covered by his long hair, looked surprisingly elegant.
Everyone, whether it was the fans, the staff, or even Zhang Tianhui herself, was attracted by the big screen and stared at him quietly.
"I can't tell what song it is."
"It doesn't seem to be Zhang Tianhui's song…"
"But the melody is very nice."
Listening to the prelude of the guitar, everyone could not help but be puzzled.
"In my arms, in your eyes
Where the spring breeze is intoxicating, where the green grass is like a carpet."
However, when the first line was sung, everyone was stunned.
Even Zhang Tianhui was in disbelief.
No one would have thought that the lucky person who was randomly chosen on stage would have such a moving voice!
" The moonlight sprinkled love all over the lake
The bonfire of two people lit up the whole night
After so many years, wandering like clouds
The changing footsteps make it hard for us to hold hands
In this lifetime, how many of you and me
Swallowed in the moonlight, in the watery night
……”
Listening to the song, a picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes. There was a beautiful girl standing in front of Lake Baikal. Her face could not be seen, only her back, and her long hair fluttered...
The melancholy and worry in the song seemed to tell a story. A lonely and faraway prodigal son stopped for his beloved person, leaving a lingering aftertaste…
Tang Yue's eyes widened as she stared at Han Shuo.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing the turmoil in her heart.
Her heart was extremely excited, and even the blood in her entire body was about to boil.
At this moment, all the confusion and disappointment seemed to have shattered in an instant.
At this moment, Han Shuo was like a deadly poppy to many women, not just her.
He couldn't help but want to touch it, to get close to it…
Behind the stage, the band members behind Han Shuo had their mouths agape.
Musicians like them could feel the charm of Han Shuo's voice more than anyone else!
The power of that voice was something that many singers dreamed of but could not achieve.
Han Shuo's singing skills were not bad, and his voice was also commendable.
With the support of the system, his voice became even more perfect. His singing skills, intonation, and exquisiteness were so perfect that no matter how picky one's ears were, they would not be able to pick out any flaws!
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