As more people delved into the question, a discussion thread formed.
One of them, Penta Kane, commented, “I saw their performances live. The best performance was Yesterday Revisited,‘ whether you judge it by the content or the singer’s professionalism. Now that I’m watching a recorded clip of it taken from the live, it seems mediocre instead. That’s so weird.”
Someone replied, “I was one of the audience members present, too. Just now, I wanted to rewatch the performance after leaving the studio, only to be met with that crap? What’s going on? Was there an issue with the stream?”
“I don’t know. Did anyone else run into this issue?”
This resulted in a small disagreement within the community.
“The two of you must be Elena’s die–hard fans. I think the best performance was ‘Micro Love!”
“Yeah. Although ‘Yesterday Revisited‘ was great, it wasn’t as good as ‘Micro Love.‘ In addition, Aly isn’t a professional singer, which makes her performance even more admirable!”
“Right! Aly’s basically a genius!”
“In response to the first commenter, although I liked the style of ‘Yesterday Revisited‘ too, you didn’t have to force yourself to compliment it. It’s good enough. Why does ‘Yesterday Revisited‘ simply have to emerge victorious over ‘Micro Love“?”
Penta added another reply, “No, I’m just voicing my doubts. I liked both performances, but the truth is that‘
Yesterday Revisited‘ garnered a more explosive response with the live audience, especially when it came
to her last violin solo. It was mind–blowing! The recorded version doesn’t do it justice!”
“We got it, man. You’re Elena’s die–hard fan. Stop trying to explain yourself. There are so many of us here.
Did you really think we couldn’t make our own judgments and you’re the only one with eyes?”
Initially, Penta had merely wanted to ask a question. However, the responses to his query ignited a sense of defiance in him. He wrote a few hundred words analyzing the staging, lighting, and music quality of the
performance and posted it.
Afterward, Penta waited for a response, but none came.
When he scrolled up, he realized that his comment had been deleted. Scrolling up further, he discovered
that all of his comments were gone.
He hadn’t said anything out of line. He just asked a question!
He was dumbfounded. He messaged another member of the live audience, Friday.
“Hi, I watched ‘Celestial Voice‘ at the studio. Just now, all the comments I posted were deleted. How about yours?”
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He’d just sent the message when a notification popped up, saying that he’d violated the website’s regulations and a seven–day ban had been imposed upon him.
When he clicked into Friday’s profile, he saw that Friday had also been banned for a week.
If Penta had only felt defiant just now, he was now absolutely furious. This was suppression! Wasn’t this blatant censorship? That explained why no one else had brought it up. Everyone had been silenced.
Penta wasn’t one to get pushed around. He immediately logged into his spam account and contacted a bunch of people. They made a tag regarding the performance’s sound quality-#
YesterdayRevisited LiveAudioQuality–and worked together to make it go viral.
The tag slowly gained traction.
At the same time, Megan read the message Howard sent her.
He said, “Grandpa’s not doing well. He wants to see you.”
Her fingers clenched around her phone. She could see Ronald in her mind.
Their marriage had been an attempt to cheer Ronald up. Perhaps by making him happier, his health would
also improve.
That day, Megan and Howard knelt before Ronald in his hospital bed. Howard held Megan’s hand and said, “Grandpa, I’ve brought Megan to see you. We’re getting married.”
Although Ronald had been extremely ill then, he still pointed at Howard and growled, “If you don’t like her, don’t ruin her life. I don’t need the two of you to sacrifice yourselves for me!”
The Larsons made their fortune by doing business. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Ronald was the cornerstone of the Larson family. Everyone had to listen to his instructions.
How could they not be moved?
Howard had sworn in front of that hospital bed that he genuinely adored Megan and would definitely treat
her well.
But now…
In the end, Megan closed her eyes.
The times had changed. Howard had filed for divorce, and they’d already gone to the courthouse.
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