Chapter 218 When the Empress Appears Who Dares to
Chapter 218: Chapter 218: When the Empress Appears, Who Dares to Compete?
Chapter 218: Chapter 218: When the Empress Appears, Who Dares to Compete?
The competition began, and each contestant performed extremely well, winning round after round of applause.
Soon it was Lin Siqian’s turn on stage. The Divas’ prowess was still evident, and a high-energy song took tonight’s contest to a climax.
“Siqian is so amazing!”
“Sounds great, Divas are invincible!”
“Siqian! Siqian!!!”
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Under the stage, the shouting broke through the sky, and the fans waved their glow sticks frantically, cheering her on.
Even some overexcited fans had jumped up, trying to squeeze to the front to get closer to their idol.
Seeing this unprecedentedly fiery atmosphere, Lin Siqian felt immensely satisfied.
She was indeed the most popular!
With so many years of building her career, having sung so many hits that swept across Jiangnan and Nanbei, her fame was certainly not something Xia Weibao, who had been absent for three years, could match!
Plus, with the scandal of the Mistress ahead, surely no one would want to listen to Xia Weibao sing now.
She guessed that Xia Weibao would be booed off stage the moment she appeared!
With this thought, Lin Siqian felt somewhat relieved.
Just before leaving the stage, she purposefully interacted with the fans, raising the atmosphere to a new high once again.
Seeing the audience that had descended into madness, Lin Siqian’s smile grew deeper.
Xia Weibao, this time let’s see who can still hear your singing!
Just wait for the upset!
The host came on stage and briefly introduced the next performer.
However, the atmosphere was really too explosive; the fans were so agitated that they couldn’t hear the host’s introduction.
The host was somewhat distressed, such a noisy atmosphere was disadvantageous for the next contestant.
But there was nothing she could do, she couldn’t calm the audience’s emotions, and had to step down.
In such a chaotic atmosphere, Xia Weibao walked out from backstage.
Today, she broke from the norm and wore a goose-yellow Hanfu outfit as she appeared.
With every step she took, lotus flowers seemed to bloom; she approached gracefully, untainted and transcendent, as if she were ascending to immortality.
Being a woman who had crossed over from ancient times, she naturally embodied a classical elegance.
With a gentle smile, she dazzled through time, softening the years.
With each step she took, the raucous noise in the venue diminished slightly.
By the time she reached the front of the stage, there was complete silence.
No one had ever known that someone could look so stunning in ancient attire.
She was like a lady from the ancient past, who had seemingly floated here through a haze of time.
To dazzle time, it probably looked no more than this.
Backstage, Lin Siqian watched as the stage suddenly fell quiet, her fingernails digging fiercely into her palm!
Damn it!
The warm atmosphere she had struggled to incite had been immediately suppressed by Xia Weibao’s appearance!
Just as she seethed with frustration, Xia Weibao gently parted her red lips. Her ethereal voice was like a breeze that couldn’t be caught. The music was exquisite, the lyrics classical and elegant.
Lin Siqian’s expression changed; this wasn’t the “A Thousand Years in a Dream” she had seen before!
When Xu Jiayang had approached her to sing the theme song, he showed her the lyrics and music.
It definitely wasn’t like this, definitely not this appealing!
It had been modified!
The moment Xia Weibao began to sing, Lin Siqian regretted it.
With her sense for music, she knew that this revamped ancient-style song would surely be a hit.
And not just a hit, but a huge hit!
Because it was simply too enchanting.
With music like the sound of wind through bamboo, it moved the dust on the beams, melodiously twisting and turning, captivatingly beautiful.
Xia Weibao’s voice was distinct yet versatile.
Singing the ancient-style song, she shed some of the ethereal and high-pitched tones, adding a few more strands of lingering sound, pleasing to the ear like the strings of classical instruments.
The tender and lingering voice seemed to recount a dream of unyielding yearning across a thousand years.