Memories flooded Ling Momo’s mind once again, her eyelashes trembling ever so slightly, her complexion growing progressively paler. A sour bitterness churned in her throat, and she felt parched, her voice cracked unintentionally during the song, and upon seeing Lu Niange holding Jian Chenxi’s hand, repeatedly squeezing it, her voice suddenly stopped.... Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
The background music of "Qingcheng" was still playing.
The girl, however, clutched the microphone, standing there. Her large eyes, black as gemstones, were now dull, devoid of any luster.
A spotlight shone on her, making her delicately featured face look even paler.
Everyone present opened their eyes wide.
They looked puzzled at Ling Momo standing on the stage, then glanced around, not understanding what exactly had happened.
Jian Chenxi, sitting next to Lu Niange, had a flirtatiously charming demeanor. Looking at Ling Momo, she hooked her lips into a trace of a mocking smile.
Ling Momo still had not started singing again.
The atmosphere on the scene grew slightly chaotic.
"What exactly is going on? Why did she suddenly stop singing?"
"Right, she was singing so well just before! Does she realize she’s in a competition?"
"Why is she just holding the microphone, motionless? Did she forget the lyrics?"
"I heard she’s the only student of the legendary mentor who even made an appearance at the Imperial Palace with her. Such an outstanding mentor wouldn’t choose someone who performs so poorly!"
"In this competition, no one, good or bad, has ever stopped singing halfway through!"
Whispers filled the air below, one after another, growing louder toward the end.
And Ling Momo stood there, seemingly oblivious, her eyes continuously fixed on Lu Niange below.
Lu Niange also furrowed his brows, the girl’s voice had been remarkable, clean and ethereal, with a slight quiver, uniquely gifted, but why did she stop singing halfway?
He was a seasoned music strategist. This girl’s looks and demeanor met every condition for a pop idol, except, unfortunately, she was too inexperienced on stage!
Lu Niange couldn’t help but shake his head slightly, he turned his head and whispered to Jian Chenxi, "Her voice is really good, has a kind of captivating magic. It’s such a pity, given her qualifications, she could have completely taken the new song of the mentor."
Jian Chenxi, leaning against Lu Niange, replied softly, "After all, she’s a newcomer, lacking in stage experience, seeing so many people can make one too nervous to continue, a major faux pas for singers!"
"Yes... No matter how talented, if one can’t finish a song, it’s futile..."
Lu Niange shook his head regretfully, feeling a bit sorry. He didn’t forget to look up again at Ling Momo, noticing the girl was still staring at him. He couldn’t tell, but perhaps it was an illusion, Lu Niange felt there was an incomprehensible sadness in the girl’s gaze.
Unable to resist, Lu Niange intermittently raised his head, looking at Ling Momo several times.