NovelFastChapter 692
The production manager's face was flushed with excitement. "Our livestream is exploding! Sure, we paid for
spromotion, but the results this tare beyond anything we imagined!"
"Our channel is pushing a million viewers right now, and the numbers are still climbing!"
Howard immediately glanced over at the screen.
What he saw left him speechless.
In the short the'd been talking to the manager, the viewership had already surpassed a million.
A million people... How could numbers like that even be real?
He'd been a producer for years, but nothing he'd ever made had blown up like this.
Howard stood, stunned for a moment, before reality caught up with him. He was quick to sense opportunity-this,
he knew, was his chance to finally step into the spotlight.
He turned to his tech team, his tone urgent. "Do whatever it takes to keep the servers and stream stable. No
crashes, no lag—understood?"
The team, all members of Howard's crew, nodded, well aware how critical this stream was.
The manager added, "Director Shaw, this contestant-Stella—she's not only stunning, she's incredibly talented.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven if she doesn't win the whole thing, she's bound to becthe show's fan favorite."
Howard didn't hesitate. "Keep a close eye on her. She might be our ace in the hole, the one who turns it all
around for us. And when she goes up against Rachel Pearce later, push spromo her way too. Let's see how
many viewers Rachel can pull in."
The manager understood-Howard was testing the contestants’ popularity for future resource allocation.
Survival of the fittest, Howard thought. It's not just about skill; popularity counts just as much.
Meanwhile, the live chat scrolled so fast it was nearly unreadable.
Howard scanned the comments. Half the viewers were raving about Stella's looks —many had clearly tuned in
just for her. Another twenty percent debated her skill, with insider lingo marking them as fellow musicians.
Another chunk seemed to be Stella's longtfans, hyping up both her talent and beauty. The rest? Well, every
star had their share of critics.
Howard asked the techs to pull up the backend analytics so he could monitor everything in real time.
At that moment, Stella was on stage, facing the host's questions.
Each contestant got five minutes after their performance to win over the audience.
The host asked, "That piece you just played was absolutely
captivating-but I've never heard it
before. What's it called? near ne
Who
composed it?"
He'd voiced the question on everyone's mind. The audience
leaned forward in anticipation net
even
Mr. Walden, seated among the judges, unconsciously straightened up. sw
The quality of the piece was on par with the legendary Star-if not better.
He hadn't managed to find the mysterious Star, but if he could discover the composer of this piece, his trip to
Novaris would be well worth it.
Since Star's emergence, the music world hadn't seen a new composition reach the level of a true classic.
Mr. Walden was shrewd, an old hand at this; he'd known, almost instantly, that this piece was every bit as
brilliant as "Moonlight."
Stella's voice cthrough the microphone, calm and clear.
"It's called 'Moonlight Bay." It's one of my own original compositions."
The host blinked, surprised. "You wrote it yourself?"
Stella smiled. "Yes."
The host, a member of the Violinist Association himself and no stranger to technical mastery, recognized the
piece's remarkable quality.
"My god," he breathed. "You're a composer as well? This piece could stand shoulder to shoulder with works by
the world's great
3510
posers."
The audience erupted.
"She wrote it herself? That's incredible!"
"| just searched online-there's no sheet music for ‘Moonlight Bay' anywhere. She
really might be the composer!"
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