"Next, singer Irene will perform the song ’Deep Sea’ for everyone."
As the host’s voice ca across, the stage darkened.
A deep blue hue slowly lit up, and at the center of the stage, a woman in a deep blue rmaid tail dress gradually appeared before everyone’s eyes. She had a slender waist that could be held with one hand, and her slender arms were adorned with delicate sparkles on her fair skin. The half-face mask with fin edges on her face added an endless sense of mystery.
In an instant, all eyes were fixed on her.
Vera Hansen stared intensely at the woman on stage, confidently waiting.
The audience inside fell silent, and those who had never seen a live performance found this scene incredibly beautiful.
Julian Lawson furrowed his brows slightly, that familiar feeling surfaced again.
anwhile, outside the venue.
Countless people were watching this livestream.
At first glance, the stage seed quite ordinary, just a typical rmaid set, even appearing sowhat plastic and shoddy under such lighting.
In just a second, unexpectedly, the entire fra seed to jump.
In the blink of an eye, while so were just taking a sip of water, the stage that appeared quite plastic suddenly beca high-quality.
The whole atmosphere and texture were completely different.
Previously blurred and compressed details now unfolded before everyone’s eyes.
The shimring scales on the masked rmaid on the stage, and the fine flashes reflecting deep sea light on her skin, completely embodied a deep-sea princess.
In an instant, all gazes were drawn to her.
Quinn and Bianca Lynch watching by the computer were thrilled.
"Jasper Ford sorted it out!"
"I was worried for so long, thank goodness everything went smoothly!"
"Yes, yes, now it’s up to us!"
"This ti, I must make a coback and fiercely slap those haters in the face!"
"Serena is the best!"
The two excitedly discussed, unaware that Justin Jennings was smiling as he watched them from outside the study.
Backstage, Vera Hansen glanced at the livestream interface, her expression changed slightly but she quickly regained composure, saying she needed to use the bathroom, then went to a place without surveillance and called Alexander Ford.
Alexander promptly picked up.
"What’s going on?" Vera anxiously asked, "Weren’t all arrangents supposed to be in place? How did the livestream quality recover?"
"Don’t worry, maybe it’s not adjusted yet, I’ll go check." Alexander imdiately replied.
"You promised , rember!" Vera warned, "If you can’t handle Irene, it won’t be easy to deal with Jasper Ford either."
"I know." Alexander responded and went to sort it out.
But Alexander was destined not to settle it anyti soon.
Because right then, elsewhere, Jasper Ford was grinning maliciously guarding the control room door, not far from him, a few people were held down by his subordinates.
Watching Alexander approaching from a distance, Jasper rubbed his hands, he had prepared well in advance.
Underneath, a surge of turmoil flowed.
anwhile, in the livestream.
As the masked rmaid began to sing, the low chanting at the start combined with the on-stage seawater effects instantly pulled people into the deep-sea world.
The masked woman sang softly, narrating a different story of a rmaid falling in love with a prince.
This ti, the focus of the story was not solely on the love itself, but on the little rmaid’s desire to see the world on land, with romance being rely an adornnt to her adventure.
The prince was just one of the sights she passed.
Falling in love with the prince, and leaving the prince, both were her choices.
She could pick up and let go, she was always herself, at different stages.
With the initial youthful heart imrsed in love, and later witnessing more landscapes before leaping back into the deep sea, the on-stage blue was dazzling, and the masked rmaid’s dress gently swayed with the breeze, like a living fish tail swimming around.
The musical scale started from a low pitch and gradually climbed, continually rising.
The audience was captivated by her.
On the livestream, the bullet comnts refreshed rapidly—
"Oh my god, this is so powerful!"
"Yes, it’s simply a feast for the senses!"
"Is this Irene? I used to think her compositions and lyrics were decent, but her overall stage performance was just average."
"And she looks pretty good too!"
"Haven’t you noticed? Her entire makeup and hairstyle perfectly fits the stage! They’re so coordinated!"
"I’m one of the previous live audience; actually, Irene’s every live performance has been stunning, but the livestream quality always took the hit. I told people before but no one believed , it’s truly frustrating."
This comnt from a live audience mber was instantly liked by many.
"Yeah, the video quality seed to jump just now."
"Exactly, it was just a second or two, just when it started, I blinked and it turned from previous plastic poor quality to this now!"
"Live audience, is this what you’ve always been seeing? Your view must be fantastic!"
"Telling you, the live effect is even better."
...
Debates raged on the internet, Quinn and Bianca Lynch managed their people running around, fanning the flas everywhere.
At the recording site of "Heavenly Sound".
Vera Hansen kept her eyes fixed on the livestream interface, the masked woman on stage had sung halfway through yet it hadn’t switched back.
Impatient, Vera called Alexander again.
This ti, a mont passed before the other side answered.
"Why did it take so long to answer?" Vera asked anxiously, "What’s the situation, why isn’t it sorted yet? We’ve passed halfway already!"
On the other side, Alexander rubbed his mouth, glaring hatefully at Jasper Ford on the other side.
When he arrived, he saw his people held down.
"Heavenly Sound" was co-produced by nurous talent agencies and investors, and all relationships needed to be maintained, making it impossible to act rashly.
Although everyone knew Jasper Ford was hot-tempered, he never dared to act recklessly before.
If he were to act on impulse, the consequences would be dire, as Jasper Ford was rely the third son of the Ford Family, and there were many performances ahead.
Now, daring to act, and precisely capturing his people, showed balanced forces, and having appeased other investors.
Earlier, Alexander went to speak with Jasper, hoping to muddle through this scene, but his counterpart ignored him, giving him a punch directly.
"Alexander, do you take for a sickly cat just because I’m not fired up? My temper isn’t just for show!" Jasper said after hitting him.
Previously, Jasper hadn’t revealed a sign, so Alexander didn’t bring people this ti, and now it was too late to gather them.
He had to swallow this grievance.
Vera called him, anwhile, irritated him.
"Isn’t it being sorted?" Alexander comnted casually and hung up.
"Alexander, you..."
"Beep beep beep..."
Vera hadn’t finished talking before the other party hung up, leaving her exasperated.
On stage, the masked rmaid’s musical scale continued ascending.
Attracting all eyes with admiration.
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