Chapter 201 was instantly killed.

The backstage area was busy and crowded.

An Jin changed into her performance costume. The cool silk slid down her back, outlining her perfect back curve.

She changed her clothes and her makeup.

A glittery flake was swept across her eyelids, and as her eyelashes fluttered, it kept shimmering with a subtle light.

The color on her lips has also changed, from a very aggressive bright red to a softer color.

"Teacher An Jin, it's your turn to wait in line."

The stagehand squeezed out from the crowd; he looked very young and had clearly just started working there.

When talking to An Jin, he was first stunned by An Jin's beauty for a while, and then he remembered that he had to get down to business. His eyes kept wandering over An Jin's face.

An Jin enjoys the feeling of being appreciated and admired.

Yan Qing and Lisa couldn't get backstage, so she lifted the layers of her skirt and walked along the path cleared by the stagehands and backstage staff.

The waiting area was very dark, and the small space was crowded with people.

All the staff wore headsets, with thin headphone wires peeking out from the back of their collars, much like the strings a puppeteer uses to manipulate puppets, constantly receiving instructions and responses through these strings.

An Jin stood in the waiting area, dressed in her finest attire, like a crane among chickens.

Staff members kept coming to confirm with her, and with each confirmation, An Jin gradually stood at the very front of this busy yet orderly area.

This is the closest spot to the stage, offering a clear view of the entire stage.

Besides An Jin waiting backstage, there were also two male and female hosts standing there, frantically reading their scripts.

About three minutes later, the singer on stage successfully completed the performance.

After adjusting his expression and confirming with the staff in front of him, the male host walked onto the stage under the dim lights.

The male host's appearance on stage meant that it would soon be An Jin's turn to take the stage.

She composed herself, took a few deep breaths, and checked her makeup and attire one last time, following the staff's announcements.

On stage, the male host is introducing An Jin to the audience.

The stage lights dimmed again, and the backup dancers on the other side entered in the dark, while An Jin heard the staff's reminder.

"Teacher An Jin, it's your turn to go on stage."

An Jin took the finger microphone, lifted her skirt with one hand, and slowly walked to the center of the stage in the dim light.

Shortly after she took her position, the stage lights gradually illuminated as the song's melodious prelude began.

An Jin stood on the brightly lit stage and began her performance.

As the first note escaped her lips, An Jin, who had been looking down, also raised her eyes.

She began to sing her most familiar love song, the gentle melody like a veil, blending with An Jin's sweet, girlish voice, enveloping all the listeners.

She massages the listeners' eardrums with her voice; her highly infectious performance quickly lures them into the gentle haven she creates.

The audience below the stage suddenly became very quiet, and the audience on the other side of the screen also held their breath.

The gentle prelude eventually fades, and as the more emotional interlude begins, the audience's heartbeats gradually become one with the drumbeats.

An Jin sang, freely radiating her charm, emphasizing that she didn't care about the lives of others.

The song was only three or four minutes long. When the last line of lyrics came out, An Jin, who had completed her performance, could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The stage lights changed slowly as the song ended.

The dimly lit audience seats were gradually illuminated by the lights. When the song ended, An Jin covered her neckline with both hands, smiled, and bowed to the audience below the stage.

When she looked up again, a quick glance revealed Chen Su sitting upright in the first row of the audience.

He arrived at some unknown time, sitting upright in the audience, dressed in a well-fitting black suit, his wristwatch peeking out from under the bright lights gleaming coldly.

An Jin glanced at the watch again; it was something they had bought together two weeks ago.

Chen Su gazed tenderly at An Jin, his eyes as sweet as honey, gently falling upon her.

An Jin did not linger on the stage. After bowing, she walked off the stage under the dim lights.

The male host who introduced her also came on stage with a smile. The two brushed past each other on stage, one going on stage to go through the procedures, and the other leaving the stage.

The waiting area was as busy as ever. As soon as An Jin stepped off the stage, staff members who had been waiting for a long time came to greet her.

"Teacher An Jin, the lounge is this way, please follow me."

An Jin followed, and the further they walked, the more people surrounded An Jin. The staff were all very enthusiastic, some bringing water, some lifting her skirt, and everyone had a fawning look on their faces.

The lounge was the same lounge as before. Yan Qing and Zhang Yuanyuan were waiting in the lounge. As soon as they heard a noise outside the door, they immediately opened the door to check the situation.

The door opened.

Yan Qing and Zhang Yuanyuan were startled by the scene outside the door.

There were seven or eight staff members blocking the corridor, all of them surrounding An Jin, showering her with compliments and wearing fawning smiles.

Surrounded by so many people, An Jin seemed expressionless, merely nodding slightly at the staff's workstations.

Anyone who knows An Jin even a little bit would know that An Jin is actually incredibly happy when she sees her like this.

Yan Qing and the other person led An Jin into the lounge. As soon as Yan Qing closed the lounge door, Zhang Yuanyuan let out a soft scream.

"An'an! You were amazing today! Your voice was so steady during the performance. All the older folks in my group were praising you after watching the show."

Once the door closed, An Jin couldn't hold back any longer.

She was thrilled and, upon hearing Zhang Yuanyuan's comment, immediately began to show off.

"That's not true, you don't even know who I am."

An Jin had been practicing privately for a long time because she was going to perform on stage. If she couldn't make a splash, all her previous efforts would have been in vain.

Zhang Yuanyuan nodded repeatedly, acting like a sycophant. Seeing that An Jin's makeup was complete, she suggested, "An An, your makeup today is absolutely gorgeous! Brother, please take more pictures of An An and me."

An Jin cooperated by getting up and finding a spot to take photos. She sat in the middle of the sofa, bending over to adjust her skirt while instructing Yan Qing, "Take a few more pictures, make sure I look good."

This makeup and styling alone cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. Although it was paid for with Chen Su's card, An Jin still felt the pinch.

She changed her poses for Yan Qing to take photos, first taking individual photos and videos, and after about half an hour, she started taking group photos with Zhang Yuanyuan.

Zhang Yuanyuan did not receive an invitation to the official event; she was only able to enter the lounge because she was occupying An Jin's assistant's spot.

An Jin's natural beauty was already stunning, but now Zhang Yuanyuan was eager to take photos with An Jin, who was fully made up. Even though Yan Qing frantically tried to find the right angle, Zhang Yuanyuan was still completely outshone in the final photos.