The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 692

The production manager's face was flushed with excitement. "Our livestream is exploding! Sure, we paid for some promotion, but the results this time are 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 time he'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. Even if she doesn't win the whole thing, she's bound to become the show's fan favorite."

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

manager understood-Howard was testing the contestants' popularity for future resource

fittest, Howard thought. It's not just about skill; popularity counts just

scrolled so fast it

insider lingo marking them as fellow musicians. Another chunk seemed to be Stella's longtime fans, hyping up both her talent and

to pull up the backend analytics so he could monitor everything

Stella was on stage, facing

after their performance to win over the

asked, "That piece you just played was

never

What's it

Who

composed it?"

the question on everyone's

forward in anticipation

even

among the judges, unconsciously straightened up.

piece was on par with the

find the mysterious Star, but if he could discover the composer of this piece, his trip

Star's emergence, the music world hadn't seen a new composition reach the level of

old hand at this; he'd known, almost instantly, that this piece was every bit as