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The man with platinum blonde hair had been hanging his head like a wind-up doll running out of spring. He was soon lifted up by dark shadows, dancers dressed in black. Unfortunately, the camera broadcasting this through the screen failed to fully capture his face as his head snapped back and then forward again.
However, at least the audience present in the concert hall were fully immersed and drawn into Suh Hyun-Woo's performance as if they were captivated by an illusion. He was still relatively new to most of the audience, but his expressive acting and elaborately handsome features, reminiscent of a character from a fantasy film, made them forget the previous performances that had just ended without him.
“What?"
Curious voices emerged here and there. It was safe to say that there had not been a performance in this festival that commanded such silent, intense focus. This was less like watching a singer's performance and more like the audience viewing a musical, an opera, or a piece of art. Although they hardly matched the typical opera or musical atmosphere because they were holding drinks and snacks in their hands, the audience's engagement with the performance suggested otherwise.
“Fuck! This is awesome……."
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