"All along, I thought Divine Doctor Ling was someone in his forties or fifties, but I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome. Let's welcome him once again."

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience, which was clearly not what Li Hai wanted to see.

Li Hai said, "Time is short, so let's have Mr. Ling perform quickly."

Jin Hua said, "Mr. Ling is not only a Divine Doctor but also a boss. I think we should pick someone else."

Li Yuetong also chimed in, "Yeah, why not choose someone else?"

Li Hai said, "But we already agreed earlier that anyone chosen would have to perform.

Besides, Mr. Ling is sitting among the performers. He must implicitly see himself as a performer, so we should stick to the rules and have Mr. Ling perform something.

Mr. Ling is so talented it should be easy for him to perform; if nothing else, he could mimic the sound of a dog barking or a cat meowing to entertain everyone."

This was blatant mockery of Ling Zhenfei, asking him to mimic animal sounds—a great insult.

His idea was to embarrass Ling Zhenfei in front of Li Yuetong, and this being a live broadcast, who knows how many people were watching the situation unfold with Ling Zhenfei.

Li Yuetong wanted to defuse the situation for Ling Zhenfei, saying, "Mr. Ling is a Divine Doctor and a great cook, but performing isn't his thing. He can't exactly cook on stage."

Li Hai said, "Are you saying Mr. Ling Zhenfei has no performance talent at all? That's really a pity. Such a great opportunity to showcase his skills, wasted."

The pressure turned onto Ling Zhenfei, who suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, performing is not hard for me. How about I sing a song?"

Everyone was stunned. Ling Zhenfei voluntarily wanted to sing; this was live, many singers wouldn't dare risk singing live for fear of mishaps.

Yet, Ling Zhenfei wanted to sing, which was truly unexpected.

Li Hai knew that singing, especially if off-key, wouldn't benefit him.

"Maybe Mr. Ling can hum a few notes when he's plowing fields, but that's not real singing."

This was a clear dig at Ling Zhenfei, implying he came from the countryside and rose through Xishan Manor, and everyone knew it.

Ling Zhenfei directly ignored Li Hai, saying to everyone, "I haven't sung in a long time, so please forgive me if it's not good."

"No problem; it's not professional. Just sing a few lines." Jin Hua tried to smooth things over. She could see Li Hai was targeting Ling Zhenfei, and she had a good impression of Ling Zhenfei, so she stood by him.

Ling Zhenfei said, "Since we're talking about singing, it suddenly reminded me of my college days, which makes me quite happy. Please, bring me a guitar, thank you."

Someone quickly brought Ling Zhenfei a guitar, along with a stool and a microphone from the staff.

Ling Zhenfei sat on the stool with the guitar, glanced upward as the lights dimmed.

He looked out at the audience, seeing their expressions: Zhang Hongfei, Xu Yuan, Guoguo, Chu Bingqing, and others.

And so many expectant eyes as the room quieted, with only Li Hai whispering, "Getting all professional, thinking he's really good."

Ignoring the noise, Ling Zhenfei focused on recalling his college guitar-playing feeling.

Such skills are hard to forget once learned, it's all about the feeling.

In college, he never had such an audience, let alone being seen on TV, live for all media—something unimaginable before.

"What song are you singing?" Jin Hua asked Ling Zhenfei, as the band needed to know the song.

Ling Zhenfei responded, "I'll sing my own song; the band can take a break."

Everyone was shocked; nobody expected Ling Zhenfei to sing his own song, it seemed crazy.

Viewers watching live on TV were going wild, even his fans didn't know he sang, let alone had his songs—it was unbelievable.

A spotlight shone on Ling Zhenfei, leaving him the sole bright spot amid darkness, reminiscent of his college stage at the annual festival.

Facing the camera lights flickering, he strummed the guitar softly and began to sing an unreleased song.

Written during college, it reflected his struggles.

During tough times, balancing school and work, aware of sister-in-law Zhou Yun's support, he avoided asking for money.

The lyrics spoke of struggle, home warmth, a bittersweet song.

It was originally for himself and Zhou Yun, never sung publicly before.

Ling Zhenfei had a great voice, previously almost professional.

His practices with Northern Spiritual Energy further enhanced his transformation.

As soon as he sang, his clear, resonant voice filled the space with subtle sorrow.

A special voice, the audience fell silent, listening quietly.

This voice was truly unheard of before.

Choosing his song avoided missteps with others' songs.

But singing an original was risky, risking accusations of plagiarism.

Yet hearing it, plagiarism was impossible.

The voice would have made other songs sound fantastic, clearly a practiced voice. With just a guitar, he sang and played seamlessly.

Completing the song perfectly.

Once he finished, applause erupted, exceptionally fervent.

Fans, celebrities alike stood, clapping.

Capturing attention in studios, on TV, and online, his song enchanted everyone.

Broadcasting live not only on various TV stations but also through streaming apps like Brother Xiao Sa's.

"Truly unbelievable. I've followed Ling Zhenfei not just for a day or two, visited Xi Shan Restaurant, Xishan Manor, tracking many of his events.

Mr. Ling has done interviews with us, but I never knew he sang so well, with his compositions magnificent. It seems this song will go viral after today."

Brother Xiao Sa was thrilled, making it to this film festival's award ceremony had been exciting, yet now something even more thrilling had unfolded.

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