Qin Xiaoshuang was on stage, nervously gripping the guitar.
This usually silent and stubborn young boy, who never seemed to fear anything, was experiencing stage fright for the first time in his life.
The big shots entering in a steady stream were all giants in their respective industries.
Film, art, design, publishing, science, medicine, sports... countless elite figures, and top-notch high society ladies like Mrs. Nalan, Mrs. Gong, and Mrs. Chu.
This lineup was truly more impressive than anything else.
Not to mention a recital, even a presidential meeting might not gather so many elite influential figures.
Qin Xiaoshuang glanced at the curtain backstage.
Vaguely, he saw his brother-in-law and sister sitting there, both looking unruffled, as if none of this seemed to matter.
It also seemed like all of this was perfectly normal, nothing exceptional.
Until...
