Chapter 414: Who Came to the Rescue?
“Who’s this singing? Not bad at all.”
“I don’t know who it is, didn’t pay attention. But this song is really good, the melody is super beautiful, and the lyrics aren’t bad either. I like it.”
“It’s okay, not as good as our Yan Hong’s songs though, just passable.”
“Tsk, if you’re going to compare, there’s no contest. Everyone has a different style, one is all about powerful singing and dancing, and the other is just singing, how can they be the same?”
The only person who spoke the truth was immediately attacked by a group of fans.
“How are they different? They’re both singing, isn’t she singing a song? Is it wrong now that Yan Hong can dance?”
“Exactly. It’s ridiculous. Could it be that you’re a fan of that woman, deliberately bad-mouthing our idol?”
“I hate artists whose fans lack quality the most, like rabid dogs, picking on anyone they find. I just don’t get it. By trashing others, can your idol become famous overnight? Hah!”
“I’m not anyone’s fan!” His explanation was drowned out by a chorus of derision.
In the end, the boy who had told the truth was forced to shut his mouth by the crowd.
But compared to other singers, the start of Rong Yan’s performance in an arena of tens of thousands did feel decidedly lukewarm.
Estelle backstage, seeing the audience’s reaction, was anxious but helpless!
Reality is cruel, it’s not that the song isn’t good, nor is it that Rong Yan didn’t sing well. From the start, Rong Yan’s performance was top-notch, but fame was just not on her side!
It’s like how many restaurants have resident singers, who sometimes sing their hearts out on stage, delivering a perfect performance, but the audience continues eating their meals, showing no appreciation for an unknown artist. Even if some do, they are a very small minority, almost negligible.
Gradually, those people’s dreams are worn down by reality.
She was afraid that this setback would affect Rong Yan.
After all, it was a stage that had been prepared with great care, and the result was far from satisfactory.
Rong Yan on stage was still fine; she closed her eyes, immersing herself completely in the music.
“In the depths of the woods, I see deer; in the blueness of the sea, I see whales; upon waking from dreams, I see you;
In the depths of the woods, fog rises; in the blueness of the sea, waves surge; when dreams continue after waking, no deer are seen, no whales; nor you.”
Qi Yue sang harmony for her, a whispering female voice overlapping, very pleasant and melodious.
But the tens of thousands in the arena had a sparse reaction, with more people chatting and doing their own things.
For a singer, there’s probably nothing more disheartening than this.
Qi Yue, from being full of anticipation at the start, couldn’t help feeling upset as time went on.
She had been mentally prepared, but the song was truly amazing, really fantastic. Rong Yan performed it so well, capturing the essence of the song perfectly, truly understanding it. But the result was…
Li Shengxiao’s gaze was firmly fixed on the fairy-like woman on stage, unwavering as if to etch her into the depths of his eyes.
The sharp lines of his handsome face seemed to soften.
In the middle of the chorus, a sudden fog flashed on stage.
Suddenly, a familiar yet unfamiliar male voice broke in, “But the deer comes trotting through the fog, and the whale rises with the wave, you never looked back, how would you know I was here?”
A stir went through the arena of tens of thousands.
Many girls’ eyes reddened, unable to hide their excitement, as they began shouting the name of one person