Tip-toeing on the stage, Hannah glanced over her shoulder through the mirror in front of her, "Taylor, are you sure about this? There are no red envelopes for you this ti."
Oliver Taylor gave a goofy smile, "That’s alright. I haven’t had the heart to use the red envelopes you gave before."
Hannah nodded, "Alright, you should head out now. I’ll be performing soon."
Before leaving, Oliver Taylor ntioned sothing else, "Miss Winter, the River Family will likely find out about the Old Master’s matter. I heard recently that the Old Master and George River were discussing a collaboration... I’m afraid there may be so changes."
*
Hannah ran into Jackie Qualls right before she went on stage.
The backstage was dimly lit; she could only see outlines of people in front of her.
With one hand holding her skirt and slightly impatient, Hannah still managed to maintain her radiant smile, "Mr. Qualls, you’re not hanging around here to dissuade from performing today, are you?"
Jackie Qualls paused for a bit before answering, "No."
Hannah found it amusing, "So, what is it for then? Surely, not to cheer on?"
Jackie Qualls intently looked at the beautiful smiling face in front of him. Noticing a few strands of her hair out of place, he instinctively reached out to fix them, but was quickly dodged by Hannah.
He withdrew his hand, feeling bit disheartened, yet he retained his unwaveringly gentle voice, "Hannah, regardless of the results tonight, in my eyes, you’re always the best."
Looking at the affectionate man before her, Hannah couldn’t help but find it sowhat amusing.
A good portion of this affection could rely be self-emotion after all.
She glanced at the man in front of her, "Mr. Qualls, you’ve said these words to many people before, haven’t you?"
Jackie Qualls lips moved, as if he wanted to say sothing else, but Hannah had already walked away.
What he wanted to say was that he may have told soone so in the past, but now he only says it to her.
It’s not a lie.
It’s genuine.
His feelings for her are genuine.
*
The participants chose their songs and performances for the evening.
Of course, you could also invite external aid.
The first to take the stage was Tiffany Lynch, inviting a well-known rapper who was rising to fa recently.
Although their cooperation wasn’t quite perfect, it was quite popular for the night.
They effortlessly "fired" up the stage.
Even the online chat was applauding Tiffany Lynch for her outstanding performance.
Everyone knew that Hannah was an independent trainee, without a company to back her up, so they didn’t expect her to be able to invite any renowned guests.
However...
——Hannah’s guest is Roy Yarn?! Did I see it correctly?
——The sa violin prince who was extrely popular lately? How did they et?
——So the previous rumors were true, Roy Yarn holding Hannah’s light sticks during her performance, he is Hannah’s fan?
For this performance, Hannah changed her usual style and chose a sentintal song.
Sentintal songs usually were not advantageous on a competitive stage like this.
The stage lights were set to a dusky purple, with a massive piano prop in the center and Hannah sat on top.
Dressed in a deep V-neck floral long dress, slit up to her thighs, she wore a pair of simple flat shoes and her sleek, black hair cascading to her waist. She was quaint and seductive, yet full of vitality.
On the other side was Roy Yarn, who accompanied her with the piano.
He was also dressed simply, looking like a college student freshly walked off a campus.
The sentintal song was beautifully sung by Hannah and her naturally sweet voice entwined in the lodies.
Occasionally, their eyes t.
There was no fiery spark, only the most beautiful palpitations of youth.
Pure, clean and full of vitality.
—— After hearing Hannah sing, I suddenly rembered my first love.
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