Five minutes was not enough for the audience to calm down.

Their minds are now filled with the scenes of the Moonlight Girls' performance. Their singing and dancing are all engraved in the minds of every audience member.

"What do you think the last song will be?" Everyone rubbed their hands excitedly, with excitement on their faces.

"Needless to say?" someone laughed. "It's definitely an anti-war song. Didn't the host just say that?"

"I know," the man snorted, then continued, "What I'm wondering now is, will Moonlight Girls change the style for their next song? Or will it be the same style, but with a different song?"

"Isn't the style going to change?" Everyone seemed to like the original style of "Imagine": "I think it's pretty good the way it is now. It's both enjoyable and gentle. And I feel like this song isn't just for this occasion; it could be used as background music in many situations."

"Yeah," the person who spoke up, a content creator on the TikTok platform, agreed. "Take tonight's anti-war songs, for example. They're actually pretty good, but the theme is too narrow. If we didn't create a similar theme, we wouldn't be able to use it as background music, and it would be difficult to promote. But this song 'Imagine' is completely different. It fits in with any theme."

Everyone nodded in agreement after hearing her say this. "No wonder, Mr. Zhou puts so much thought into his songs. I was wondering why his songs always become hits. It turns out he's taken all these factors into consideration long beforehand."

The man laughed and continued, "This is just my own opinion. People of Mr. Zhou's status might not think so much!"

"Alright," someone cleared their throat, interrupting their small talk. "It's about to start, and you're still talking. It's disturbing our listening!"

The feathers on the stage have now been cleaned up and look very clean.

This actually made the audience feel a little strange. Why was there no decoration on the stage?

Logically speaking, based on the usual style of Moonlight Girls when performing songs, all kinds of decorations should have been placed on the stage by now!

Could it be that their next performance will be in a minimalist style?

Everyone was a little confused, but they were still looking at the stage silently, waiting for the Moonlight Girl to give them a surprise.

There was a commotion on the stage at this time. It was not the four of them who came on stage, but a group of children holding hands and walking onto the stage.

Among them are people of all skin colors, genders, and body shapes, so much so that even the political correctness of European and American countries cannot find fault with them.

Just by seeing these children standing on the stage, people immediately felt like crying.

Some people had already taken out tissues and said excitedly: "I knew this would be another tear-jerking song! Seeing these children, I couldn't help myself!"

"Me too. If they also sing along, it would be a killer! Oh, Zhou Yiyang really knows how to move people!"

After the children were all standing in place, the four girls who were the absolute protagonists of the night came onto the stage wearing brand new costumes.

It was a dress with a rather odd color combination, as if someone had cut up many different pieces of clothing and pieced them together.

They walked behind the group of children, took the hands of two children, and walked to the front of the stage.

Wang Xingrui leaned down gently and whispered a few words in a little girl's ear. Then the little girl nodded and smiled brightly.

There was no unnecessary performance. The music started at the right moment, and dozens of children on the stage sang softly at the same time:

［amaninakupenda

nakupendawewe

amaninakupenda

nakupendawewe］

The child's innocent voice is unadorned, pure and moving.

The moment their voices came out, some audience members with children immediately had red eyes.

Many people in domestic live broadcast rooms did not understand the meaning of these words and asked questions in the barrage.

Luo Chen also asked: "Mr. Zhou, what does this amani mean?"

Zhou Yiyang smiled and said, "Peace, followed by 'We love you'. This is an African language, and also the language of the people who suffered this war."

Luo Chen suddenly became serious, his admiration for Zhou Yiyang growing even greater. Honestly, Zhou Yiyang's ingenuity alone made him stand out among so many songs tonight.

At this time, a group of refugees were crowded in a shelter. They all leaned their heads out and watched the small TV.

These people watched the Coachella Music Festival tonight and were indeed spiritually satisfied.

But as soon as the prelude of this song sounded and the familiar language came out, tears rolled down almost everyone's face.

They all spontaneously sang along to “amani.”

The four people behind the child picked up the microphone at the same time. This time they sang in Cantonese with great emotion:

He rules over everything in the world

His song sings love

His truth is all over the earth

Why didn't he come back?

Will he feel

Smoke covers the sky and the future

Helplessness and frozen eyes

Looking at the sky with tears and anger

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