The singer's voice was hoarse as he played the piano, seemingly immersed in the song with his eyes half-closed.
The streetlight just happened to shine on his slightly tilted half-profile, giving him an exceptionally emotive appearance.
A few young girls took out their cell phones, incessantly snapping photos of the singing man, while Enna Clark pulled him to a stop at the edge of the crowd and listened for a while.
She was completely unaware of the man beside her, whose expression grew darker and darker.
Just as she began to enjoy the performance, Baron Lawrence had already pulled her away, "Let's go."
"Let's listen a little longer, I think he sings quite well," Enna Clark said without turning her head, and as if she remembered something, she took out her cellphone from her bag, "Right, I'll record him."
The Habsden Family also owns an entertainment company; someone like him with potential could definitely be scouted.
