"Hurry up! I'm anxious to get on stage!"
Inside a makeup room at the Gonzalez City Third Ring Stadium, Nando Brandon looked at his reflection in the mirror, prettier than a girl's, and impatiently urged the makeup artist.
"Mr. Brandon, I'm already doing my best, but your... your requirements are really high, in such a short time I..."
Smack!
Nando Brandon turned around and slapped the makeup artist across the face: "Say that again!"
"Your requirements..."
Smack!
Before the makeup artist could finish, Nando Brandon slapped them again!
The makeup room fell silent.
Many people involved in the concert were silently watching Nando Brandon, standing still without making a sound.
"What are you looking at! Scram!"
Nando Brandon waved his hand impatiently at them: "What are you all standing around for! This is what happens when you make mistakes! You all better be sharp, if you screw up my concert, you're all out!"
"Yes."
