C505 Fools?

After Qu Bi, Chen Ming was still holding his guitar, unwilling to part with it.

A chubby middle-aged man wearing a shirt with a strong artistic aura was the first to applaud. The applause was sparse at the start, clearly showing that this was a pretty good performance. "Brother Chen Ming, you're so cool?" Ye Xuanqing's little heart was thumping loudly.

Clearly