But a blanket of silence filled the atmosphere after their performance.

Their act melded song, dance, and rap, but the execution bore a lackluster aura. Both the singing and the dance were, at best, pathetic. Their performance inadvertently injected a strain of mediocrity into the otherwise elegant stage.

The online chat room transformed into a cauldron of mirth and remarks.

"Are these two jesters in disguise? The critics' corner must be relishing this new fodder!"

"Unbelievable. Let's hope no one rushes to claim them. On to the next contestant, please.”

As anticipated, silence dominated the room, with no talent agency eager to make a mark with them.

Just as the curtain seemed ready to descend on these brothers, a bell chimed from a distant corner of the room!

Everyone in the room looked stunned as they turned their attention toward the source of the ringing bell.

Who could possibly be interested in such a painfully embarrassing performance?

When they realized it was the consistently overlooked agency in the corner, their amusement was hardly surprising. A wave of whispers and muffled laughter swept through the room.

Mocking glances were directed at Ariana, as if to say, "So desperate, huh? Your insignificant company couldn't find anyone, so you've resorted to this?"

Online viewers also joined in the derision, expecting to have a good laugh at Ariana's expense. Even if these performers were signed, the consensus was that they wouldn't survive the first round of the competition.

Beside Ariana, a representative from a rival entertainment agency leaned in and quipped, “What are you even competing for? Your small agency has no takers, and now you act this recklessly? Aren't you worried about backlash from your boss? You'll be the laughingstock if you're eliminated in the first round."

Ariana offered a polite smile and calmly responded, “That's not a concern. I am the boss."

Her response momentarily stunned the man, and he fell silent. He stole covert glances at Ariana, musing to himself that a company with no takers and contestants no one wanted seemed like a match made in heaven.

Onstage, the two brothers appeared not to have registered what just happened. Yet Ariana remained unfazed. She smiled warmly at the duo and nodded, saying, “Both of you performed admirably. Please come down to collect your registration forms."

The brothers were ecstatic, their faces glowing with newfound hope.

They had thought their chances were lost, but mow an agency was genuinely interested in them. Overflowing with gratitude, they bowed to Ariana and thanked her before stepping off the stage to collect their registration forms.

The online chat room erupted with activity, comments pouring in at a rapid pace.

"Is she out of her mind? Signing talent like that? Even if they survive the first round, they're bound to get booted later."