Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Haoran walked to the podium and picked up the microphone. The surrounding cheers and shouts also subsided at the right moment.

At this moment, Wang Haoran’s magnetic voice, amplified by the multimedia sound system, slowly resonated:

“Dreams require enduring trials and tribulations, experiencing disappointment and confusion, but as long as you keep moving forward, you can break through layers of fog and let the sun’s rays pierce through the clouds, radiating with intense brilliance. This song, ‘Dream It Possible,’ is dedicated to myself, to all the students here with dreams, and of course, to our beautiful English teacher.”

“Ooooh!!!”

The brief opening speech instantly ignited the passionate blood of the students and the atmosphere in the air, reaching its peak.

Almost all present were high school seniors preparing for the college entrance exam, teenagers around 18 years old, full of dreams. Who among them doesn’t have a dream?

Even Teacher Song Zhenyu couldn’t help but recall her own college entrance exam days, feeling a surge of passion. However, she was worried that Wang Haoran might not be able to carry the song well.

This song actually has a Chinese version called “My Dream.” The English version is much more challenging to sing. Was Wang Haoran trying too hard to impress his English teacher?

The cheers lasted for a while, and then the prelude of the song slowly began. The students stopped cheering and quieted down.

Wang Haoran began to sing:

“I will run, I will climb, I will soar.”

His voice had a youthful ethereal quality, combined with a man’s magnetism. These two elements, though seemingly contradictory, were flawlessly fused together, naturally exuding an indescribable charm.

With just one line, he captured the hearts of everyone present. The so-called “opening kneel” (an expression meaning to be immediately impressed or overwhelmed), was probably just like this.

The worries in Song Zhenyu’s heart completely vanished after this line.

“I’m undefeated.”

“Jumping out of my skin, pull the chord.”

“Yeah, I believe it.”

“The past is everything we were, don’t make us who we are.”

The melody was low, not stirring or passionate, even slightly oppressive. This was just like the journey of pursuing dreams, tasting loneliness and solitude, or encountering difficult obstacles.

As Wang Haoran sang, the melody gradually shed its somber tone.

“When your dreams come alive, you’re unstoppable.”

“Take a shot, chase the sun, find the beautiful.”

“We will glow in the dark, turning dust to gold.”

His voice soared, as if it could penetrate everyone’s soul, giving the students on their path to dreams the courage to overcome obstacles.

The song, with its melody and lyrics, originally gave a wonderful sense of encouragement, but after Wang Haoran’s performance, this feeling was magnified several times.

All the students present, as well as Song Zhenyu, were stunned by Wang Haoran’s singing. More than half of the students even took out their phones to record this awe-inspiring voice.

Xu Muyan really regretted not bringing her phone to school at this moment. She turned her head, wanting to urge Wen Jing next to her to record the video, but before she could speak, she swallowed her words back.

Because Wen Jing was already recording. To be precise, Wen Jing was actually the first one to start recording. After all, the singing boy was her idol and secret boyfriend, wasn’t he? She was more enthusiastic than any other girl present!

“When your dreams come alive, you’re unstoppable.”

“Take a shot, chase the sun, find the beautiful.”

“We will glow in the dark, turning dust to gold.”

“And we’ll dream it possible.”

As Wang Haoran finished the last line, the classroom of about fifty people erupted into thunderous applause and cheers. Of course, there were a few students who didn’t quite fit in, like Chu Bai.

“Does Wang Haoran actually know how to sing?!” Chu Bai felt a pang of jealousy inside. This guy was handsome, smart, came from a good family, and could sing well. How was life so unfair?

“Wang Haoran is really full of surprises. I’ve been the class teacher for over two years, and it’s only near graduation that I find out there’s a student in the class who sings so well,” Song Zhenyu said, both surprised and delighted, but also a bit annoyed.

She complained, “We’ve held several campus singer competitions before, and no one from our class signed up. Why didn’t you participate back then?”

Before Wang Haoran could respond, his number one fan, Wen Jing, excitedly said, “What campus singer competition? Participating would just lower Wang Haoran’s status and class!”

Song Zhenyu nodded in agreement. She used to think those students sang quite decently during the campus singer competitions, but compared to Wang Haoran’s singing level, they were simply out of their league. It was like the difference between bronze and king (a reference to gaming ranks, where “king” is the highest rank).

If you were a king, would you be interested in competing with a bunch of bronzes?

“Although that’s true, Wang Haoran, you’re still too much. You need to be punished. Sing another song!” Song Zhenyu said.

“Sing another one!”

“Sing another one!”

A bunch of people below agreed and cheered.

Wang Haoran hadn’t sung enough yet, which was just what he wanted: “Then I’ll sing ‘Love Is You.’”

“Ooooh!!!”

“Aaah!!!”

Another round of excited screams erupted. This was a love confession song, which could easily lead to wild imaginations.

Wang Haoran chose this song with a purpose, of course. Soon, the accompaniment of the song started playing. Wang Haoran held the microphone, walked down from the podium, and paced around the classroom, stopping in front of Song Zhenyu.

Song Zhenyu was taken aback.

“Teacher Song, I need to get into the mood for this song, so I’ll sing while looking at you,” Wang Haoran explained with a smile.

Suddenly, the prelude of the song ended. Wang Haoran gazed at Song Zhenyu without blinking and began to sing with deep emotion:

“In the kingdom of love’s happiness, you are my only one.”

“The only one I love is you.”

“I truly love only you.”

As these lyrics fell, Song Zhenyu was so nervous that her toes curled up. With his superb singing skills and an irresistibly handsome face, Song Zhenyu found it hard to resist.

“Only when lost do we understand to cherish.”

“But I cherish you.”

“The more it hurts, the deeper the love.”

Song Zhenyu gradually immersed herself in the situation, ignoring their respective identities, and saw herself as an ordinary girl. And in front of her was just a boy singing a love song to her.

Meanwhile, Wang Haoran received two system notification messages.

[Ding, the heroine Song Zhenyu’s favorability towards the host increased by 10, bringing the total favorability to 40. (Very close)]

[Ding, affecting the original plot direction, gained 200 villain points.]