I checked my phone, and sure enough, within a minute of her taking the stage, the trending topics were flooded with her name.
Of course, none of them were good.
"Kelly's singing is terrible, an absolute disgrace."
"Kelly, this is just awful."
"Kelly's a singer? More like a disaster."
"Kelly's off-key."
"Kelly's true colors revealed in live broadcast."
The comments were unanimous, slamming her for embarrassing herself and questioning how a professional singer could be so completely out of tune.
After her five-minute song ended, the audience was utterly stunned.
Of course, the show's crew and even the director were shocked, too.
Who could have expected her to sing so terribly?
Well, except for me, I wasn't surprised at all.
She was nothing more than an empty shell, packaged by her team.
When she swaggered backstage, she immediately threw a tantrum.
"What's wrong with them? I sang my heart out on stage, so why didn't the audience applaud?
"They were so excited for those foreign singers, but when I was up there, they acted like they didn't even know who I was. Not a single reaction!"
I stayed silent while her manager was running around like a headless chicken.