Epilogue





Two Months Later

Lights dimmed, the anticipation in the air palpable. The audience hushed, their collective breath held in eager anticipation. As the spotlight illuminated the stage, I stood at the control booth, my heart swelling with pride. This was it—the culmination of countless hours of training, perseverance, and dreams.

I adjusted the microphone in front of me, ready to guide the performance with precision. A sense of responsibility washed over me as I prepared to direct the debut showcase. With a soft voice, I murmured into the mic, "Billie, more to the left." Billie, attuned to my instructions, gracefully shifted her position, aligning herself closer to Zhang Hao. It was a small adjustment, but it made all the difference in creating a visually stunning formation.

Gazing down at the stage, I surveyed the group of eighteen talented individuals, each one a shining star in their own right. They had poured their hearts and souls into this moment, and I was privileged to have played a part in shaping their journey. Nodding to the producers standing beside me, I conveyed my silent assurance that everything was in place and ready to unfold.

A surge of excitement coursed through me as I shared a quick thumbs up with the group, a gesture of encouragement and affirmation. Their eyes met mine, brimming with determination and nerves, yet resolute in their commitment to give their all on that stage. They understood that this was their chance to shine, to captivate the audience and leave an indelible mark on their hearts.

With a deep breath, I prepared to announce their arrival. The room held its breath as the group collectively bowed, a gesture of respect and gratitude. Then, in unison, their voices echoed through the hall, carrying their introduction to the waiting ears of the audience. "Hello, we are Zerobaseone!" Their harmonious voices filled the air, blending seamlessly and resonating with confidence and unity.

As the performance began, I watched with bated breath, my gaze shifting from one member to another. Each dancer, vocalist, and rapper showcased their unique talents, their passion radiating from every movement, every note, every lyric. They commanded the stage, exuding a magnetic energy that captivated the audience's attention.

Behind the scenes, I worked diligently, making subtle adjustments to lighting, sound levels, and camera angles. The meticulous choreography unfolded flawlessly, each transition smooth and seamless. The stage transformed into a canvas, painted with vibrant colors, dynamic lighting, and an atmosphere that mirrored the emotions evoked by the music.

The crowd responded with fervor, their cheers and applause echoing through the venue. It was a testament to the hard work and dedication of every individual involved in bringing this performance to life. Together, we had created a spectacle, a moment of magic that transcended the confines of the stage and touched the hearts of all who witnessed it.

As the final notes reverberated through the air, the group stood united, basking in the applause and adoration of the audience. It was a triumphant moment—a culmination of their dreams, and a testament to their talent, perseverance, and unwavering spirit.

From the control booth, I watched them take their final bow, their faces adorned with smiles of pure joy and satisfaction. In that moment, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of fulfillment. I had played my part in shaping their journey, in guiding them to this very moment.

Lights. Camera. Action. It was a phrase that held power, but it was the passion, dedication, and unwavering support of these incredible individuals that truly brought it to life. And as the curtain fell, I knew that this was only the beginning of their extraordinary journey together as Zerobaseone.

And now they have finally debuted, the real work will begin.

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