Chapter 19 Play Dirty
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"When does that Masked Singer make his next live streaming?" The president asked Gina.
"Three o 'clock this afternoon." Gina took a look at Norman's Live Set announcement.
The president glanced at his watch. It was less than two hours before it.
"Okay then. Let's see if it's him."
If it turned out to be Norman, he would nip him in the bud. He couldn't give him any chance to make a comeback.
When the alarm went off at 3 p.m., Gina entered Norman's live set.
Norman appeared on his Live Set on time.
"Good afternoon, everyone! " There was a touch of relaxing in his voice and he grinned.
After successfully attracting fans, Norman rekindled his passion for live streaming.
"Honey, that's him. Do you think this man is Norman?" Gina asked as she pointed to the face on the screen.
"The key parts of his face were covered except for his mouth. It's hard to be sure it's him." The president stared hard at the screen for some indication.
"Well, wait and see."
The number of people in Norman's live set had been growing, from a few dozen at the beginning to 6,000 now, and it was still growing.
The comment section had been flooded with comments, and everyone was looking forward to today's song.
Norman watched the screen as he sang.
His screen was flooded with cheers of flowers and small gifts.
The number of hits, and the number of fans following him, had been on the rise.
His mood swung, and his song was full of passion and energy.
The President stared at the hot-blooded boy on the screen and shook his head.
No, it was not like Norman. Norman didn't have that kind of talent.
He saw Norman as one of those small potatoes who made his name with his face.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have blocked a superstar talent at the request of Gina.
All business people were profiteers. If Norman had the Masked Singer's strength, it was impossible for him to block someone who could help him make money.
"This isn't Norman, is it? Have you ever heard him sing such songs?" The president spoke out his doubts.
"I don't think so. If it’s a coincidence that their backs look similar, what about the voice?" Gina was confused, too.
"Get someone to mess with his live set and tell him to shut it down before it's on fire!"
The president thought for a moment. It was always wise to play safe
"All right, whatever you say! Gina smiled complacently.
She thought maliciously that those who refused her could not come to a good end.
Outside the president's office, she set to work.
"Hello, Bill. I got a new task, interested?"
Gina was also a nightclub regular.
She overheard through her friend that Bill and Norman were having problems.
Bill managed to hook up with Betty, the daughter of a big shot. Unfortunately, a few days later, he was kicked out because of Norman.
Bill's life had been difficult without Betty.
He hated Norman so much that he was trying to get his revenge.
"I'm not available. I'm not interested."
The sound on the other end of the line was chaotic, the music blaring, and people screaming.
Bill was sitting in a private room at a nightclub drinking with a girl.
He was a little annoyed to be disturbed.
"What if I said it was about Norman?"
"Damn it! Tell me about it. "
Gina knew that Bill would not refuse.
"I now suspect that Masked Singer, the newcomer in the live streaming industry, is Norman, so I want to hire you to go to his live set."
"Is that all? Leave it to me!"
Bill said yes without thinking.
He was bad at helping but good at messing up.
After hanging up the phone, Bill started to gather his friends around.
"It's my treat today. Do me a little favor tomorrow!"
"No problem."
"Cheers!"
Chaos had begun in the private room again, and the party continued late into the night!
The next day, Bill and his buddies were at the computer with black circles under their eyes.
"Hey! Brace up! Let’s get started and show him what we've got!"
The live streaming began, and Norman looks as fresh as ever.
It was a fruitful two days for him.
His number of fans successfully broke through one thousand. More and more people liked to watch his live broadcast and listen to his singing.
The audience seemed to have forgotten the mask thing.
Everyone was lost in his singing and loved every song he sang.
As soon as he started, Norman noticed that someone in the comments section was rehashing old stories.
"I could recognize you with your mask on. You're a poaching son of a b***h!"
"Take off the mask or get out of the live ring."
"Who do you think you are?"
"Coward! "
"Scum! "
The invective blared out on the screen.
What was going on? Norman wondered.
What was the matter with these people now that the storm was over?
But the fighting power of the keyboard chivalry was too strong!
They cursed him as hard as they could.
Norman was so confused that he could not even sing the song he had prepared in advance.
It was like his live set was infected with a virus. Those curses were followed by one after another, leaving no room for interruptions.
Who did it?
Norman thought.
Adam Pitt? No way.
Besides, Norman didn't show his face. How could Adam possibly know that this Masked Singer was him?
Never mind, he could ask Emma to find out if it was him.
Regal Entertainment Group?
It could be. Gina threatened him last time.
Not likely! Could he be recognized even though he was wearing a mask?
What went wrong?
Apart from those two possibilities, Norman couldn't think of anyone else who would come together to take him down.
He had to find out what was going on.
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