Everyone at the scene was cheering.
Soone took photos of the big screen and posted them to their account.
Even before the concert started, Serena’s affairs were causing quite a stir.
This concert wasn’t live-stread, so people were itching to know what would happen at the performance.
Now a few photos and so live shots have sparked intense discussions.
"This is incredible, sitting on a swing, and it’s so steady live on stage!"
"I was amazed by Irene’s stage before; over the past few days, I almost forgot how great she is at stage design!"
"Just hanging on a swing? That takes courage. Could there be any safety issues?"
"It must have been rehearsed many tis; I’ve heard the venue was bustling, and a lot of people saw staff coming and going."
"Just this opening act makes the ticket worth the price!"
...
Countless people are following Serena’s concert.
Vera is still streaming; she’s trying to ride this wave of popularity.
Right now, loads of people are coming to see what Vera plans to say.
Of course, Vera doesn’t say anything directly; she subtly implies things.
Just like she said, the the of this live stream is: the vocalist.
"Let’s insert a bouquet, Heart of the Ocean."
As she clips, she quickly thinks of a plan.
...
Countless people are focused on this concert.
Inside the venue.
Silas Hawthorne watched Serena’s little burst of energy, with a smile on his lips.
Since the apartnt incident, he hadn’t seen her this vibrant.
It seed at this mont she temporarily stepped away from those things and returned to being herself.
He hoped she’d always be well.
But...
Silas glanced at Julian Lawson sitting not far away.
Julian held the box, looking up at Serena sitting on the "swing."
His eyes were slightly red.
At the Heart of the Ocean live performance, Irene wore a mask, he always believed it was soone else.
Even at the final act, she shattered the mask inch by inch, revealing her face, yet he was mostly shocked at that ti.
But this ti...
This was her concert.
From this position, he could clearly see her ticulously done makeup, watching her imrsed in singing.
The on-site shock.
The shock she brought him.
At this mont, she seed to return to the person he first knew her as.
She was still that confident, radiant, seemingly in control Miss Sterling.
She was strong, even though Sheridan Family had declined for years, she still struggled forward, like this current swallowtail rged with the venue.
Bold in black, without brilliant colors, yet proud and unyielding.
He always wanted to keep her beauty private, she once was steadfastly loyal to him, going through life and death together, but in the end, he handed her over to soone else.
Julian clenched the handle of the box in his hand.
Pain transferred from the heart to the fingertips, as if countless sharp thorns pierced his fingertips, causing a slight tremble.
Backstage, Jasper Ford watched the busy crowd while looking up at Serena above.
This scene moved him.
"I knew you could do it," he murmured softly, "As long as it’s Serena, anything is possible."
Everyone was cheering at the scene, Serena completely rged with the stage and venue, her voice echoing throughout the venue.
The swing circled around the stage, eventually bringing Serena back onto it.
She stood on the stage once more, giving a closure to the song.
As the music stopped, the cheers from below almost exploded through the venue.
Serena standing on stage, panting lightly.
The stage below was being adjourned, she smiled as she looked at the crowd present, her gaze sweeping across their faces.
"Good evening, everyone. I’m doing well, how about you?"
This was in response to those three photos circulating online earlier.
Many present were aware of this, and at this mont they loudly responded — "I’m doing well!"
Serena’s eyes were slightly warm.
This was a collective celebration.
At this mont, among the countless people here, each had their own life experiences, their own feelings, but at this instant, a consensus was reached.
Serena looked down at the audience, from her perspective, she could see the scattered stars, which were the glow sticks held by the fans.
Stars gathered into a sea.
Her earpiece transmitted prompts from the staff, thus Serena began the next song.
The stage briefly dimd, and then, when it re-illuminated, the second song began.
The atmosphere was lively, the cheers were unceasing.
At this mont, the outside of the venue was also bustling.
Many who didn’t get a ticket were listening or watching by various ans nearby.
The surrounding buildings were full of people.
They were discussing intensely.
Furthermore, online, various photos were flowing out.
Sparking intense discussions.
But these were focused on Serena’s concert itself.
Not ntioning Vera.
Even those who initially went to Vera’s side to see what she would say, were not going now.
Netizens were discussing Serena’s concert endlessly.
Many went to the venue, surrounding the outside, discussing intensely, buying rchandise.
Thankfully, the venue had prepared many security personnel in advance, ensuring everyone’s safety.
For the mont, Vera’s live stream viewership was plumting.
No matter how much she implied, how she triggered provocative topics, it was of no use.
Even those who knew the matters on the other side ran over to take a look.
Now, her stream was entirely futile.
Yet at this mont, her live stream was flooded with comnts that further provoked her —
"This simply can’t compete, why do it today?"
"Indeed, picking another day at least ensures normal stream data."
"Were they tempted because of last ti’s stream of Serena’s forr wedding house?"
"Which team are you from upstairs? Serena’s fans infiltrated the stream, get out!"
"Fine! I’m leaving, I wasn’t Serena’s fan before, now I am! Also, Vera, don’t forget to apologize to Serena before the concert ends!"
...
All of this was unbearable for Vera, who ssaged Connor under the table.
[Quickly think of a way to bring the popularity back!]
Connor was also stressed, but dared not speak recklessly, so he brainstord with his staff.
Vera watched her viewer numbers dwindling while Connor delayed bringing a plan, becoming more anxious, hence she ssaged Alexander Ford.
Alexander was also anxious, because Old Master Ford went to watch Serena’s concert.
This wasn’t a good signal.
At this mont, the two secretly conferred.
Thus, Serena had been singing for over an hour.
One song after another, paired with a long-designed stage.
To amaze countless people.
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