My seat wasn’t front and center.
I wasn’t in the center for the group photo.
I even had to perform before her, just to warm up the crowd.
’So this is what it feels like to lose. It’s all that crazy woman Emily’s fault. If she hadn’t... stirred things up, how could the person beside have gotten so much attention.’
’I should have been the victor.’
While he was lost in thought, the host up front called Xiong Xin’s na. He straightened his clothes and walked onto the center of the stage from the side.
Jiang Qiuqiu stood up as well. The wait right before her turn felt a bit long. Finally, after three to five minutes, the host’s voice could be heard praising Xiong Xin, and soon—
"And next, the mont you’ve all been waiting for! Strear Jiang Jiujiu will be performing the song ’Joy’ for us."
"Please welco Jiang Jiujiu!"
The lights ca up. Jiang Qiuqiu walked to the center of the stage as the familiar background music began to play. Facing the microphone, she sang the first line of the song.
[I’ve been waiting! Here she is, here she is! I’m starting my screen recording!]
[Record it quick, so we can watch it as much as we want later!]
When it ca to singing, Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t have dazzling technique, but she had intense emotion and an active Healing Spiritual Power.
The lyrics and lody were both joyful. As Jiang Qiuqiu sang, she seed to throw herself into that happiness, and her special, active spiritual power quickly infused her voice—
Jiang Qiuqiu knew she wasn’t just singing for the people in the audience.
She was also singing for her fans.
When the song ended, the audience was silent for a mont. The host was the first to react, and as his co-host stepped up to add their praise, a round of applause finally erupted from the crowd. Jiang Qiuqiu smiled at the cara.
"That was truly wonderful!"
"I never thought Juju was not only a great cook but also such a beautiful singer." One of the hosts exclaid, "It was like you transported us right into that happy place."
"Let’s give another huge round of applause to thank these ten outstanding strears for their wonderful performances!"
"Three short hours have already passed, and the annual eting is coming to a close. Now, let’s welco the Chairman of the Federation Live Broadcast Company, Mr. Qian Duoduo, to the stage to bring our annual eting to a perfect conclusion!"
As soon as the big boss, Qian Duoduo, took the stage, the live comnts hit another peak.
[Now *that’s* a boss. So handso!]
[He’s been handso for over a decade, the sa every year, hasn’t changed a bit.]
[I heard he’s also very devoted. A man who’s rich and devoted is so hard to find...]
Over all these years, Qian Duoduo’s public persona had been very successfully crafted.
He also rarely did anything in public that people disliked, so his closing speech was very quick. He stated a few practical key points, didn’t offer a single platitude, and finished up in less than five minutes.
After he left the stage, it was ti for the curtain call. There was no performance for the curtain call. Around 10:25, people began to exit the venue in an orderly fashion. The strears would be checking into the Star Hotel next to the venue; the next day, they could organize their own activities or go ho.
Little President Qian had arranged a few interviews for Jiang Qiuqiu with independent dia outlets.
The interview questions were all quite ordinary. There were none of the tricky, gotcha-style questions ant to dig up old dirt. Jiang Qiuqiu’s answers, however, were quite cute.
It made several reporters exclaim that her off-stage personality was completely different from her on-stage one.
By the ti she left the venue, it was almost 11 o’clock. Chen Yu was still waiting for her.
The mont she saw Chen Yu, Jiang Qiuqiu couldn’t help but say, "You’re very persistent."
"Well, I have a big appetite," Chen Yu said. "I’m dying to eat your cooking."
"Did you sort things out with the kitchen?"
"All settled!"
"And the nu? Have you decided what you want?"
Chen Yu replied, "That actually took a lot of ti, but yes, I’ve decided."
"Alright, I’ll go change my clothes. et you in the 8th-floor kitchen?"
"Okay, I’ll go wait for you there!"
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