It wasn't until those longest 2 minutes in the Devil's Royal Grant Theater had completely ended.
Lanci and the Great Love Poet had finally finished their performance.
On the stage, everything returned to tranquility.
The Great Love Poet looked back at Lanci with a sly smile, and then contentedly returned to him.
And below the stage, the fusion of Hell's Sonic Nuclear Fusion had been completed as if it would never stop again.
Lanci rose from the piano and walked to the center of the stage. The figure illuminated by the spotlight was lonely and transcendent, and the air seemed to still retain traces of the shocking performance just now.
In the lingering sound of music and singing, Lanci slowly raised his hand, then bowed deeply to the audience.
It was a bow of an artist, full of sincerity and gratitude.
"Thank you, students, and judges for your approval."
In response to him, there was another wave of applause.
...
"Step back, Lanci... It's not too late to withdraw…"