"Brother Fei is truly versatile, so many songs at his fingertips! But please, can he stop singing English songs? My ears are about to give out! Plus, his voice seems a bit hoarse..."
"Brother Yuan is working so hard! I didn't even know he could play guitar, how cool!"
"Sister Ling's face is all sunburnt, yet she's still drumming. But she's laughing so happily, once again healed by Sister Ling's smile!"
"Sister Wan and Brother Chen's clothes are soaked, their backs all sticky. Such a hot day..."
Back home, it's a cool midnight, no need to even turn on a fan.
But Ye Wan and the others at Los Angeles Plaza have been busy helping since the afternoon.
Now, everyone is drenched in sweat, their faces flushed from the sun.
Even so, not a single person complained of tiredness.
Singing.
Playing.
Distributing gifts.
Even without prior rehearsal, the five people, each with their own role, collaborated with Alex and others to pull off a small charity event.
