Everyone around her was sweating with nerves, but she calmly blew on her freshly painted nails.
The first two foreign singers performed flawlessly, as steady as a recording.
Kelly smirked.
"Did you hear that? They say it's a live broadcast with no audio enhancements, but you can clearly tell they're just playing pre-recorded tracks. I wouldn't be surprised if they were lip-syncing."
"Idiot." I cursed her.
"Their steady performance was a result of their skill and hard work during rehearsals.
And her?" I thought.
Ha!
There were seven groups of singers in total, and Kelly was fifth in line. First, two incredibly steady foreign singers performed, followed by some domestic singers.
These were seasoned performers with years of stage experience. They had both the vocal skills and the looks.
Despite this, some minor mistakes occurred, which were inevitable during a live broadcast.
But these errors were within acceptable limits, just minor flaws.
Then, it was Kelly's turn.
She strutted confidently onto the stage, swaying her hips as she made her way to the center.
To be honest, despite the fake publicity over the past two years, she had managed to gain some popularity.