"I heard Wen Mian was supposed to perform an instrumental piece, but now she suddenly switched to singing?"
Uninformed staff members were still brazenly asking around.
Their companion nudged them and then gestured with their right hand covertly.
"An accident happened during rehearsal that day, she injured her wrist and couldn't go on stage, so they figured out a way for her to sing instead."
That person curled their lips, conveying either mockery or sympathy towards Wen Mian—it was hard to tell.
In any case, the expression was different from before.
And it made bystanders particularly curious.
"That just means Wen Mian has backers. If it were someone else, they wouldn't help solve the problem after an accident."
The backstage area was neither large nor small.
But the conversation of the two was unabashed, and anyone passing by could hear what they were saying.
