Rebirth of a Nation's Darling – Prince Charming

Zhou tiangang’s ” invincible ” was a song that was often played in nightclubs. It was famous for its clear rhythm and high-pitched voice that could shock the audience.

However, to sing this song well, not only did one need to have good singing skills, but one also needed to be born with a good voice and lung capacity.

There was no need to mention si Rong’s skills and voice. They didn’t know how his lung capacity was, but the customers were all looking forward to it.

When the prelude sounded, it was a strong rhythm.

Si Huang, who was the center of everyone’s attention, held the microphone in front of him tightly and spoke with force.

The sound that was full of impact and shook people’s chests seemed to have the strength of a hammer. It was even heavier than the subwoofer cannon!

” The people below began to scream madly.

Most people had already subconsciously realized that this was definitely not a high-level performance that could be easily encountered.

The evildoer who made people’s hearts beat faster and their faces blush had disappeared.

Now, the singers on stage had become the existences of passion.

The crowd below became fanatical fanatics, shaking their bodies madly and shouting loudly. Laughter and screams mixed together, trying to vent all their inner emotions.

“All!” He had just been seduced, but there was no place to vent it. It was so uncomfortable to hold it in his body!

Now, he had finally found a breakthrough!

On the stage, si Rong easily increased the volume again and again, controlling the rhythm and blending in his emotions. His stage presence was more comparable to a real singer’s.

Forget about the people in the shop who didn’t know si Rong’s true identity. As one of the members of the physician si Huang group, Milo couldn’t help but be stunned.

She was sure that si Rong was just as good as the original when he sang Zhou tianxun’s song. In fact, he was even more mesmerizing.

Zhou tianxun’s voice was more mature than si Rong’s. Every time he reached the climax of his song, he would sink into a state of hysteria. His voice would turn hoarse, but it was not because his voice was broken. Instead, it was because of the charm of his singing. It had a manly magnetism that could easily influence the fans and lead them into a Whirlpool of madness.

Si Rong’s singing skills and voice were on par with anyone else’s. In fact, her lung capacity and her high-pitched voice were enough to make any real singer envious and jealous. She was also engrossed in her singing, but the stage presence did not have too many exaggerated body movements like Zhou tiangang’s, nor did it have a heart-wrenching madness.

Milo felt that Zhou tiangang’s singing was like a brave and fearless general. As the leader, he led his soldiers-like fans to charge into the enemy’s lines, spreading their morale and influencing them so that they could enter the most fanatical state of battle with him.

Si Rong, on the other hand, was like a king. She didn’t need to raise her sword and charge in advance. Her presence on the battlefield was enough to boost the morale of the soldiers and make them fight for her. As she stood on stage, even a small expression on her face could drive people crazy. Her existence was hope, and she made people feel that she was perfect.

Bright! Flash! The light shone in all directions!

This was a man who deserved to be-star even more than-star. Once he stood on the stage and stood at the high point where people looked up to him-only then would they know how attractive he was. In the audience, Xiang couldn’t help but have such a thought.

His body trembled slightly. His reason suppressed his desire to shake his body and resonate with this person’s singing.

It was too amazing! He was really too powerful!

He kept sighing in his heart. No matter how arrogant he was, he had to admit that the money he spent today was definitely worth it!

Perhaps it was because the noise inside had already reached the outside of the bar, or because the customers inside had sent messages to their friends to ask them to come over, but it was probably both. People kept coming in through the door of the Jazz bar, and there were almost no seats left inside, not to mention tables. There was not a single ticket left.

No one was willing to leave, and they would rather stand and squeeze inside, pushing and shoving.

On the stage, Milo’s dance was so hot and sexy that it made countless men’s blood boil.

How long does a song last? Three minutes, four minutes, five minutes at most.

Si Rong ended the song with a rhythm that he sang with his own voice. She sang a series of songs that didn’t stop at all, and everyone was amazed by her lung capacity and technique.

Everyone was building up their emotions, waiting for si Rong’s last note to really disappear. They were going to give her the most intense reaction and express their inner enthusiasm through screaming..