Chapitre 115: Forcefully Slapping Face

The music that Xia Wanyuan played with the leaves was surprisingly gentle and moving. It was pleasant to the ear, like a gentle chirp of a Vermillion Bird. Together with the sound of flowing water in the night, it seemed to have drawn people into the moonlit environment of the deep mountains.

The anxious hearts of the audience calmed down under the gentle music.

About two minutes later, Chen Yun sent a message to Xia Wanyuan, informing her that the adjustment had been completed.

Xia Wanyuan stopped, but the audience was not satisfied.

[ I have a feeling that we're going to slap our faces… ]

[ Me too… How can she blow the leaves so beautifully? ]

[ Stop bluffing. Aren't you going to compose a song? Can you hurry up? ]

"Everyone, you can start sending the comments. I'm counting to ten now. The first comment I intercepted in the rolling chat box will be the first lucky guest."