Chapter 204 Everything Goes Wrong For Yara
Two hours later, the press conference officially began.
Natalie and the Becker couple were currently sitting in the private suite on the second floor while staring at the stage.
She stirred her coffee leisurely, picked up the porcelain cup and breathed in the fragrance before taking a sip of her beverage.
Two hosts, a man and a woman wearing matching traditional outfits, walked to the middle of the stage. When the colorful lights turned on, it illuminated the entire setup on the stage and the attendees felt as if they had traveled back in time at the mesmerizing sight.
The male host then began the introduction. “Thank you for honoring us with your presence at this press conference. Today, ‘Nation Glory’ announces the release of a new map that is being added to the game!”
According to the schedule, the most dedicated and experienced players got to try their hands on the new map first. The three-round warm-up match, a prelude to the official competition, was the perfect platform to show off the features of the new map to the other players.
The intricate designs, exquisite game effects, and the exciting twists of the competition built up the audience’s hype until it reached its peak.
“Aside from the release of a new map, this press conference shall also be announcing a new spokesperson for the game. However, prior to that, let us enjoy the show that she has prepared for us,” the female host informed and stepped away from the stage.
The stage was still shining brightly while the lights beyond it became dimmer.
The staff quickly pushed a piano to the stage before locking its wheels on a platform.
Yara walked over to the instrument and turned to Mona. “Don’t forget about the recording, Ms. Mona.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll record it in the best quality as I can so you can show it to your special someone.” Mona smiled.
“Thank you.” Yara then sat in front of the piano without examining it since it was just a decoration to her.
It turned out that Mona had secretly contacted the world-renown pianist, Kingsley Carter, beforehand and recorded his performance. It would be played during Yara’s segment. All she had to do was to move her fingers around the keyboard and pretend as though she was actually playing the piece.
After adjusting her posture, Yara placed her fingers on the keys.
Once the music started playing behind her, her fingers moved according to the tune.
The platform gradually ascended as mist made from dry ice flooded onto the stage. The impressive display and the lengths the production staff went to create a breath-taking performance awed everyone.
The mist partially obscured Yara’s hands, making it easier for her to pretend that she was pouring her heart and soul into the song.
Wendy and a group of dancers began dancing to the melody.
The audience was thoroughly immersed as the combined performances of song and dance mesmerized them.
On the second-floor suite, Yana pursed her lips and scoffed, “I would be fooled if I didn’t know it was a pre-recorded performance.”
Natalie poured herself another cup of coffee as she smiled plainly. Yet there were no emotions flashing past her eyes. “She should try to pretend she’s better, so it’ll be more painful for her when she falls.”
Once the cup was full, she picked it up and gave it a sip. I think it’s about time now. This is going to be fun to watch.
Suddenly, just as Yara was pressing the keyboard, the heavy cover above the keys fell on her fingers.
She immediately stopped the performance as she smothered the bruises on her hands.
The audience gasped.
While they were concerned about what happened to Yara, what really surprised them was the fact that the music didn’t stop even though she had.
Yara stared at the piano in disbelief. Why did the cover suddenly slam down? I was careful with how I was playing the piano… This is so embarrassing!
Her mind blanked out as she could only stare in the back stage’s direction with dread. Why aren’t they stopping the music yet? Stop the music! Quickly!
Everyone was panicking as they scurried around to obey Mona’s orders.
“Where’s the control panel? Shut the music off right now! What do you mean you can’t shut it off? I’m ordering you to turn it off right now! How is not possible to turn it off? If you don’t do it right now, you’re fired!”
Despite their attempts, the music just wouldn’t stop. By the time Mona rushed to the control panel to do it herself, the song had already ended.
