Outside, a sudden mountain-moving countdown began.
"10!"
"9!"
"8!"
...
"3!"
"2!"
"1!"
With a bang, the sound of fireworks erupted, followed by an overwhelming tide of screams.
The music and shouts blended together.
The loudest and most nurous calls were for one na—
"August Oliver!"
"August Oliver! August Oliver!"
Deafening music mixed with a husky male voice piercing through the eardrum, who else could it be but the person she hadn’t seen all night?
Just as Olivia Lewis listened intently, the makeup artist finished applying the setting powder and stepped back, "Ms. Lewis, it’s done."
The manager happened to co over.
"How is it, ready yet?"
The makeup artist imdiately said, "All done, all done. Already finished the makeup for Sister Olivia."
The manager took a glance; in the rush, he didn’t have high expectations. But seeing Olivia Lewis after makeup, he was still pleasantly surprised.
A female star tends to look more beautiful than ordinary people, and Olivia Lewis rose to fa partly due to Adam Sinclair’s strong support, partly due to her acting skill, and partly due to her looks.
She belongs to the category of people with perfectly standard features that fit the golden ratio of facial aesthetics. Although not the currently popular internet celebrity face, even with casual makeup, she looks much better than them.
Gorgeous and captivating.
Also possessing her unique spirited aura.
Today her makeup was casually done, but her outfit and hair were ticulously styled. After the touch-up, she transford into a dazzling celebrity.
The manager was montarily dazzled and then pushed her towards the stage lift as he urgently said, "Ms. Lewis, it’s almost ti for you. Let’s quickly get to our position, or it’ll be too late."
In his urgency, his strength was considerable; Olivia Lewis was pushed onto the stage lift. Not thinking much, she spoke more anxiously than him, "Have you mistaken sothing? What am I doing on the stage lift? You’re not planning to bring out, are you?"
The manager was puzzled and said, "August said he invited Ms. Lewis as the concert guest?"
"..." Bliy! How does she not know!
Olivia Lewis stomped her foot in frustration, "No way! I wasn’t inford beforehand! I was just dragged here! I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do, what am I going up for?"
Just then.
The music outside ca to a halt, and fan screams roared like thunder.
The manager, previously dumbfounded and at a loss, had now beco frantically sweaty. White-faced and with hands and feet shivering, he said, "There’s no ti. It’s your entrance now. Ms. Lewis, please. You go up and interact with August. Otherwise, there will be a performance accident."
"I..." Olivia Lewis just opened her mouth.
He resorted to desperate asures, instructing the nearby staff, "Quick, stage lift!"
The staff pressed the stage lift button.
She barely managed to utter a word, and the platform began to rise—
Outside was nothing but deafening screams.
Even though she’s experienced many big events, facing such an urgent situation, her mind went completely blank. Her ears buzzed—
Outside, there were thousands of spectators, with no preparation, no knowledge, are they playing her?
Suddenly, everything went dark before her eyes, then bright again. The stage lift slowly rose from the center of the stage—
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