Zhou Ailing's high, deep, and somewhat hoarse voice exploded at the scene, bombarding everyone's eardrums.
"Put aside your worries, stride forward bravely, and I will stand in the center of the stage."
"I believe that I am who I am, I believe in tomorrow, I believe that youth has no horizon..."
In the general dispatch room, several staff members were swaying their upper bodies slightly to the rhythm of the music.
Yan Weihong kept waving his right fist. Although he had listened to this song more than once, those were all recordings, which were incomparable to the live performance.
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