C498 Play Irish Painting Faces

It wasn't until the applause stopped that the host took the microphone and slowly got on stage to liven up the atmosphere.

The host summarized a few words and then placed his focus on Han Chung and Shen Yi. "This is the first time both of you have come to the stage of music festival. May I ask if there is anything you want to say to the audience?"

Shen Yi and Han Chung looked at each other and said first, "I want to have a party with you. I want to have a party with you."

Shen Yi deliberately spoke English very slowly and did not use any obscure and difficult words. After Han Chung heard Shen Yi's words, he slowly changed a few words and repeated them again.

The host obviously knew that Han Chung's English was not good. When Han Chung spoke, he kept looking at him and smiling. After laughing, he directly skipped Shen Yi and changed the topic to Han Chung. "Han Chung is a very famous popular singer in Huaxia. Many Irish netizens are your fans. May I ask if I can sing another song to the audience who likes you? "

Most of the hosts were like this. Their speech speed was always faster than ordinary people. The ups and downs were not obvious. If one did not listen carefully, it would feel like they were reciting scriptures.

Of course, Han Chung was the little monk who did not understand the scriptures.

Han Chung smiled politely and said straightforwardly, "Sory, Menellish Nott."

Then he said in Mandarin, "My English is not good, can I trouble you to say it again?"

The host laughed and laughed, treating Han Chung's bad English as a joke and quarreling with the audience. He explained the whole situation to the audience and then said to Han Chung in Mandarin, "Can you sing another song for the audience who like you?"

Han Chung deeply understood the nature of the production team. It seemed that they had to do everything in their power to expose their background before they gave up.

Han Chung maintained a smile. "Of course."

Han Chung sang another piece of his song. After he finished singing, the square was filled with applause and whistles. The host applauded and cheered for Han Cheng. "Awesome!"

The host warmed up the venue and chatted with Shen Yi. He wanted to pull Shen Yi's bottom line again. Han Chung took the initiative to speak English, so he used Mandarin. Shen Yi did not say anything, so he used English without hesitation. "I heard many netizens in China say that Shen Yi is a multi-talented girl. She not only knows how to play the piano but also knows how to dance. I heard that your tap dance is very good. Can you dance for a while? "

Shen Yi giggled. She had never heard that she knew how to tap dance. Where did the host hear about it?

"Maybe you misheard me. I don't know tap dance, but I do know how to play piano." Shen Yi smiled and said, "If possible, I can play a piece of the piano."

The host pretended to be surprised. "Really? That would be great!"

The staff moved the piano onto the stage and Shen Yi sat down. "Let's play 'Irish Painting Faces'. I really like this folk song."

The host opened his mouth in surprise to express his shock." This is a very famous folk song in Ireland. Oh, looks like Shen Yi really likes Irish culture."

The host very professionally interacted with the audience below the stage. "Does everyone want to hear the piano version of Irish Painting Faces ?"

Probably because they had met familiar local music, the applause and cheers below the stage were much more intense than Han Chung's.

"Looks like everyone can't wait to hear it." The host took the initiative to say, "Let's welcome Shen Yi to play Irish Painting for us!"