Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 858 - 558: Live Broadcast [06] Netizen: I’m Done For! I’ve Fallen Completely! [Second Update]

"Sword Dance."

As soon as Julian Linfield spoke, everyone around turned their gaze in surprise.

The livestream centered on Julian, and the camera happened to be pointed at him, capturing this moment precisely.

[Is it the Sword Dance I’m thinking of?]

[Damn! I almost forgot that Nora Scott has practiced martial arts since childhood, coming from a stunt background—she’s a genuine martial arts actor!]

[Ahhh, it reminds me of "City Secret," go Heavenly Immortal sister! I can already imagine the scene where you are both cool and beautiful dancing with the sword!]

[Who said Julian Linfield is isolated from the world? He’s totally in tune with us, knowing exactly what we want to see! Master, I kneel before you; could you have Nora Scott livestream more often?]

...

As the comments erupted, the show crew privately discussed.

"Sword Dance? Does it look good on camera?"

"It depends on the person. If it’s professional, it’ll definitely enhance the show. Just not sure how skilled Nora Scott is."

"Isn’t this different from martial arts? I have my doubts."

"Should we consult Julian Linfield again?"

...

Many staff members weren’t optimistic about it.

Just then, an intern holding the information mumbled from the side, "Has Nora Scott ever disappointed anyone?"

"..."

Everyone fell silent.

They quickly abandoned the idea of persuading Julian Linfield.

Returning to their posts, catching a glimpse of Nora Scott, they couldn’t help but touch their faces, thinking they’d better protect their faces; couldn’t afford another beating.

"Oh." Nora Scott was fairly nonchalant about Julian’s suggestion, nodded, and asked the crew, "Do you have a sword?"

Crew: "..." They hadn’t prepared for Sword Dance at all.

Julian waved it off: "Why need a sword? Plenty of bamboo around, isn’t it enough for you?"

Nora Scott felt a pang of regret, "Is this too shabby?"

Julian glared at her.

"Alright, alright."

Not wanting to argue over such trivial matters, Nora Scott had to compromise and agreed to use bamboo as a sword—anything can become a sword.

Rosa Sullivan watched silently from the side, pursing her lips, her eyes flickering slightly, but since this was a livestream, she had to restrain her expressions, swallowing all grievances and dissatisfaction, while outwardly seeming indifferent.

But, everyone knew—

With Nora Scott’s physique, looks, and martial arts skills, once she agreed to perform a Sword Dance, she would surely become the center of attention. At that time, being in the same frame, her flute performance couldn’t outshine Julian, nor her appearance Nora Scott, relegating her to the background.

Initially thinking performing with Julian could boost her appeal and augment her status in the art world. Unexpectedly, Nora Scott, who couldn’t even master an entry-level song, stole the spotlight.

Now, she could only hope Nora Scott would perform poorly.

The crew was swift, quickly cutting a piece of bamboo, casually slicing it, transforming it into a bamboo sword, and besides the livestream, all camera positions were set, ready to start anytime.

Julian and Rosa sat on chairs beside the pond, Nora Scott stood on a clearing near the bamboo grove, holding a bamboo sword in her right hand, dressed in traditional Han attire under the night sky, her expression indifferent and fierce, like a female knight from the Martial World, without her usual carefree demeanor.

The flute music sounded.

Nora Scott began to move.

Martial arts and dance are actually tightly connected, martial arts inherently belong to the category of martial dance. In martial arts dramas, they often employ martial dance focusing on "aesthetic appeal," many martial arts choreographies are extravagant, purely designed to look elegant.

Nora Scott, a martial arts director, naturally understood this and had deep insights into Sword Dance.

Previously, while staying at Julian’s place, when Julian played his flute, Nora Scott, occasionally bored, would randomly pick up a piece of bamboo or branch as a "sword," improvising a sword dance in the yard, incorporating swordplay and aesthetic elements.

Now, she danced with bamboo in the courtyard; amidst the wind, bamboo leaves swirled around her, her graceful form and flowing hair creating a breathtaking vision. Occasionally, her piercing gaze cut through the air, absent of feminine softness, instead filled with martial spirit, decisiveness, and vigor—truly a woman from the Martial World.

[Aaaaaahhhhhhh I’m done for! I’m completely captivated!]

[Oh my god, I’m blown away!]

[So gorgeous and striking!!! Mom, my hands are trembling!!!]

[Such charisma! Damn it, she glanced at me and I turned!]

[Aaaaahhh Heavenly Immortal sister is too beautiful, those men are truly not worthy of you!]

...

The comments went wild.

A few minutes of sword dance made the livestream erupt again, directly surpassing thirty million viewers, with numbers continuing to climb.

Looking at the skyrocketing figures, the crew watching the broadcast was speechless, wondering if there was a bug in the backend.

The performance ended.

Nora Scott just happened to finish her sword work.

Only one round, but, after the crew watched silently for a while, they finally heard the director say, "Alright, we’re done here."

Finally, it’s over.

Nora Scott tossed aside the bamboo sword, flexed her wrist, and casually walked towards Julian, seemingly unaware of the number of people she had just amazed.

Julian put away the microphone, immediately shifted focus, and upon seeing Nora approaching, he asked, "Is that Zero really you?"

"...Yeah."

"Not something made up by the crew to maintain your image?"

Slightly twitching her mouth, Nora Scott furrowed her brow: "...No, why don’t you believe it?"

Julian, naturally skeptical: "How old were you when you drew that? You might have youthful arrogance, but not the superiority and dismissiveness."

"The elders are too powerful, leaving no room for arrogance..." Nora muttered, then frowned again, thinking of something else, "And besides, I told you I’m a genius, it’s you who doesn’t believe."

Julian, with eyes widened in disbelief, looked at her as if she were an idiot for two seconds, then seriously helped her analyze: "Consider it yourself, if anyone ever earnestly tells you they’re a genius, wouldn’t you think they’re a fool?"

Nora Scott: "..."

As a child, when Joseph Sutton earnestly told her he was a genius, she genuinely thought Joseph Sutton was a genius.

Without saying more, Nora Scott glanced around and noticed there were still cameras on her, a bit bewildered: "Why are they still filming?"

The cameraman, caught off guard by her question, stammered, quickly responding, "Ah, it’s still livestreaming, filming till you leave."

Nora Scott: "..."