"Let's all enjoy Angie from love&five as she brings us 'Sewer Love Mouse'!"
the host announced.
With the prelude playing, Angie picked up the microphone. She had wiped away the tears on her face, and her gaze had become resolute again.
"I'm just a sewer mouse, living in the darkest underground house, watching you and him looking so sweet~"
At first, Zambian Fisherman maintained a serious expression, but gradually, his pupils began to dilate, and then slowly, his mouth opened wide.
He was like someone seeing a ghost.
The director was clever, immediately splitting the screen to show the Zambian Fisherman's computer desktop on the sub-screen.
The gray grid, representing the CD track, and the red grid, representing the live track, matched exactly, without a single difference, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Zambian Fisherman muttered, "This, this can't be... this can't be possible."
Meanwhile, Angie's performance continued.
