No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 151: Follow Out
After repeated rounds of applause, the stage had already lost most of its performers.
Yet, George River couldn’t help but fixate his gaze on one person’s profile.
Her dark hair, fair skin, red lips, and delicately trembling lashes were all so enchantingly beautiful. She was like a sprite playing in a nighttime rose garden, dyed in the shadows of night, yet also carrying the ravishing red of the roses.
As sharp as the thorns of a rose, they could easily puncture the skin, letting blood flow out, the sharp pain traveling through the blood vessels to the heart.
George tried to force his eyes away, but no matter what, the corner of his eye couldn’t leave the girl’s exquisitely fair profile.
Not until the person beside him called him in a soft voice. It took him a moment to regain his composure, using the dimness of the hall to hide the loss in his eyes, "Tiffany, what is it?"
The man’s voice was, as always, gentle. Tiffany Lynch didn’t notice anything wrong and leaned against him, "I’ll also be performing the violin in the ratings performance next week, do you think people will like my performance?"
Tiffany had been raised like a delicate pampered lady since childhood. The Lynch family had put a lot of effort into her upbringing, particularly in shaping her interests.
The violin had always been her proudest skills, something she took great pride in.
Of course, she was still far behind the professional, Roy Yarn.
George was well aware of this but comforted her anyway. "Don’t worry, you’re so good. After the show is aired, there will definitely be many people who like you."
Tiffany nodded her head, still somewhat worried. "I heard that these talent shows often use editing to mislead the audience. Every word and action are magnified. I’m worried..."
She didn’t finish her sentence, but bit her lip, looking at the man, looking so pitiful.
George raised his hand to tousle her hair. "Don’t worry, I’m here, they wouldn’t dare to mess around."
He had already arranged matters with the program team in advance. Since he was funding the show, those people would naturally not dare to offend their backer.
Tiffany stopped talking, just shyly leaning against the man.
She knew exactly how to procure the pity of the man beside her.
But George’s attention wasn’t really on her. He couldn’t help but think about Hannah Winter.
She, who had rashly decided to join the show, without background or talent, if nothing happened, it was fine. But she might get used by the program team and attract a load of negative publicity for herself.
There had been such instances before.
In the darkness, the man’s brow furrowed with a decision in mind. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Halfway through the concert.
The host, Golden Lotus, came out in the virtual screen.
"Master, George River has left from the back door."
Hannah was attentively listening to the young boy’s performance on stage. On hearing the news, she showed no reaction.
After about a minute, taking advantage of a break, Hannah also left her seat.
When Roy Yarn came back on stage, looking down at the empty seat, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss. The sorrowful music he was playing became even more plaintive and desolate, full of abandonment.
Roy, who had always been criticized by his teacher for lacking emotion in his performance, had hit the nail on the head this time. His musical accomplishments were certainly set to advance a level.
In the grand hall, besides the melodious music, there was no other sound, extremely quiet, even without a whisper.
However, in contrast, Hannah’s live broadcast room was on fire.
Potato Big Tomato: Did I see that right, did Hannah just leave with that jerk?
