"..."
The entire hall fell silent.
Everyone stared at the stage in disbelief, and Yun Yiheng's brain was in shock.
What did his cousin say earlier?
She was Qing Dai?!
Anonymous was Qing Dai?
Logically speaking, after his performance, the dopamine in his body would slowly recede, and the pain from his hand would gradually come back.
But at this moment, he was so stunned by the news that he forgot the pain.
He gulped down a mouthful of saliva, and feelings of excitement and agitation kept clashing in his heart. It felt like he had to do something before he could vent his feelings.
However, he had no idea what he should do!
This was his idol!
The audience below was even more shocked.
The students from the folk music department recovered first. All of them were close to madness as they shouted, "Qing Dai! Ahhhh! Qing Dai!"
