Reborn as His Intellectually Disabled Wife-Chapter 742 - 743: Is Shi Mei the Senior Sister? (13)

"Used to sing when you were little?"

"Does that mean you never practiced?"

"Oh my God, you actually dare to play like this?"

"Awesome!"

...

Soon, someone brought the lute up.

Senior Sister took the lute, an ancient-looking instrument that seemed somewhat out of place on such a modern stage.

"Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, right," Senior Sister brushed her fingers over it and said, "Let me try."

Then, a beautiful sound started flowing through the speakers all around.

Unlike guitars or other instruments that can be connected to the sound system, the lute had to rely on live mics.

Luckily, the microphone Shi Mei personally chose was of great quality, so of course, the sound collection was beyond discussion.

Shi Mei gently strummed the lute, "Hmm, how does the first line go?"

"Who brought it!"

"The ancient call!"

"Who left it behind!"

The audience began frantically prompting, and Shi Mei laughed lightly. Soon, the quaint, unusual sound of classical music filled the entire bar.

Some people, hearing this classical sound, couldn’t help but laugh, "I’ve been to many bars over the years, but this is the first time I’ve seen one sing this kind of song, not bad at all."

"Not just the song, but even this kind of instrument has never been seen in such a setting before!"

"Giant Bar really is unique..."

Wan Shi and Yu Qin had long found Senior Sister disagreeable.

Way back during the show’s preparation, everyone had the same starting point, but Senior Sister’s fans were somehow much more numerous, and now they were even chanting slogans about her being capable of anything.

What a joke!

Capable of anything?

Who could be capable of anything?

Wan Shi sneered, "Doesn’t even know how the first line goes, and she wants to take on this song?"

"Ah, don’t say that, our Senior Sister is capable of anything~" Yu Qin mocked mercilessly, looking very pleased with herself as she watched Shi Mei.

Meanwhile, Ma Jiaojiao watched Shi Mei on stage, focusing on her slender figure, and the more she looked, the more familiar it seemed.

This familiarity intensified with Shi Mei’s light laugh.

Whether it was psychological or not, ever since she suspected Shi Mei and Senior Sister were somehow connected, she increasingly felt they were similar.

Even their voices and intonations overlapped.

The more Ma Jiaojiao looked, the more alike they seemed. Her eyes fixed on her mask, as if trying to see through it and reveal the face beneath.

On the spot, the lute’s sound was getting better and better, the high and powerful spirit of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau completely enveloping the venue.

"Who brought it—"

As Shi Mei’s voice emerged, the audience couldn’t contain their high-pitched screams, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah—"

"The ancient call, who—"

Her voice, unlike the original singer’s robust and grand one, brought an entirely different flavor together with the lute’s solo, stunning everyone.

Even Ma Jiaojiao couldn’t help but be internally shocked.

Wan Shi’s smile froze on her face, looking at Senior Sister in front of her, awkwardness slowly rising.

Yu Qin was absolutely dumbfounded, "No way... such a rustic song..."

Such a rustic song, to be sung so... so...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Senior Sister! Senior Sister!" Dongfang Xuanya was almost hysterical, "Amazing! Ah ah ah—"