The familiar melody slowly started playing. It was the first time Yang Fan carefully listened to Ye Haitang singing this song.
Different people bring out different flavors when they sing.
For Yang Fan, it was a genuine expression of his memories and nostalgia for Kongming Mountain. When Ye Haitang sang it, it seemed to have an additional different element.
After the last song ended, nearly a hundred thousand spectators in the stadium stood up and applauded in unison, with screams incessantly filling the air.
Qiao Anran and Nolan Hui were cheering nonstop, with fresh memories of the song that had just ended.
"This song sounds really good, and feels different from Ye Haitang's previous songs." As the three of them left the stadium and headed backstage, Qiao Anran was still reminiscing about the song.
"Anran, haven't you heard this song before?" Nolan Hui, who was arm in arm with Qiao Anran, asked.
"No, I haven't heard it before!"
