Wow! Singing a cappella!

"It's been so long since I've heard Wang Yueheng sing a song a cappella!"

"The simple mountain orchids combined with Heng Ge's heavenly voice would create a scene that would be absolutely stunning!"

"What a lucky day!"

"Thank goodness I took the day off work to watch the live stream!"

"PD, zoom in quickly! I want to see a close-up of Heng Ge!"...

As Wang Yueheng nodded in agreement to He Jiong and Huang Lei's request to sing, the live stream chat exploded with comments.

The number of viewers in the live streaming rooms, which had previously stagnated, has quietly begun to climb again.

People who were originally preparing to leave because they were busy with their own affairs lingered in the live stream room with reluctance.

I gritted my teeth and prepared to listen to Wang Yueheng's new song before leaving.

"Then I'll sit over there and sing."

Wang Yueheng glanced around and then walked to the clump of orchids, finding a relatively clean large rock to sit on.

He didn't deliberately strike any singing pose; he just sat there casually.

Then his gaze drifted away, as if looking at the distant mountains, or perhaps focusing on the small blade of grass in front of him.

The mountain breeze ruffled his slightly messy, soft hair, and the birdsong in the forest seemed to quiet down at that moment.

It was as if all of nature had become his faithful audience.

...

"I come from the mountains carrying orchids."

"Planting them in the small garden, hoping they will bloom early..."

There was no accompaniment, no fancy techniques, only the cleanest and purest voice.

Like a clear mountain spring, it flowed gently, instantly nourishing everyone's eardrums.

The first line of lyrics, simple and straightforward, unfolds like a subtle, dynamic scene before everyone's eyes.

A man returning from the mountains carefully carried a single orchid, his joy and appreciation evident.

It was clearly conveyed through Wang Yueheng's clear and gentle voice.

Before everyone's eyes, it seemed as if they could see a meticulously maintained little garden.

The protagonist planted the orchid with great hope, anticipating its early bloom.

That cautious anticipation was delicately and movingly portrayed by Wang Yueheng's a cappella singing.

"Looking at it three times a day makes the time fly by."

"Yet the orchid still has not produced a single bud..."

The lyrics then took on a hint of helplessness and anxiety.

I checked on it countless times every day, and the flowering season was almost over, but the orchid didn't even have a single bud.

Wang Yueheng's singing carried a subtle, almost imperceptible sigh.

It perfectly expresses the subtle feeling of unfulfilled expectations.

There was a brief pause in the chat during the live stream.

It seems that everyone was drawn into that feeling of daily anticipation followed by repeated disappointment.

Huang Lei, who had been holding his arms, lowered them at some point.

He looked at the view of the mushroom houses peeking through the gaps in the forest not far away.

His expression revealed that he was completely absorbed in it.

He nodded slightly involuntarily; the lyrics were truly apt.

It perfectly captures the feeling of a flower grower eagerly awaiting the blooming of their plants!

Autumn arrives in the blink of an eye, time to move the orchids into the greenhouse.

"I cherish you every morning, and I never forget you every night..."

The scene created by the song.

As the seasons changed, and fearing the orchid would catch a cold, the owner moved it into a warm room.

Wang Yueheng's voice also seemed to carry a touch of autumn warmth.

That care and reluctance can be felt even through the screen.