Novel & Cerita Txt Vr Concert

“The conference room is ready. Right this way.” “Lead the way,” I said, following him across the marble floor. Inside, the conference room buzzed with reporters, cameras flashing and microphones lined up. The noise stopped as soon as I stepped onto the stage. I leaned toward the mic, my tone was calm and steady. “Good morning. Smith Group is proud to announce the launch of Volcano Interactive, our new VR line set for release in the first quarter of next year. It’s next-level immersive tech; something truly global. Also, the Smith Talent Summit portal is still open at smithtalent.com. We’re looking for top talent and giving them a platform to grow.”

Irvine was like the night before, except on a smaller scale. There were a few differences. For one, Ryan’s family wasn’t in attendance. For another, the concert was at the Verizon Wireless Amphitheatre, which is what its name suggests: an amphitheater outdoors. There’s the main stage, then a lot of chairs arranged in stadium seating with an aluminum roof high overhead. Beyond the seats is a wide open grassy area where people sit on lawn chairs or blankets. So the evening was going to basically be an outdoor concert. But other than that, it was mostly the same.

“Two showers a day is sufficient for me.” “Same,” Vice agreed. They pulled on jumpers and were at the door when Alexei knocked. At the venue, Vice passed Victor Mirage’s phone. “You might want to call your mother,” he murmured. Victor nodded and stepped out into the hallway, whilst Alexei accompanied Mirage to the stage for soundcheck. There was a couch against one wall, and Vice decided to make good use of it, laying himself out on it and closing his eyes. “Oh my god,” he heard a woman say in an undertone as she entered the room fifteen minutes later. “And there is the other one. They are even more gorgeous in person, how is that even possible?”

• Lyons Stadium, Paris • Veronica looked up from her phone after she read another text message from their manager. They had to check on the guys now. Veronica pocketed her phone as her eyes squinted at the glare of the late-afternoon sun. She grabbed her sunglasses that hung from the collar of her plain shirt, which she matched with a pair of dark jeans after she breezed through the last interview. An hour later, she left the hotel with the band's tour manager and drove to the concert's venue.

she said. Nyla was about to walk away when I received a message from him which make her stopped and glare on my screen. "ok then" "see you there baby," Daddysert replied. "Hmmm. Baby-baby," she stated with a tone. I out my pointed finger in the center of my nose and lips as a sign to make her quiet. "Enjoy your few hours of being a virgin, virgin," she narrated before she finally walk away. Time was fast and it's already 6pm, I packed my things then downloaded an app of the site for a convenient communication and I don't have to open my laptop.

"Max! I've been a diehard fan of yours for ten years! And today, I brought the person I love the most to watch your performance in the VIP first row! She even twisted her ankle for you! "I hope you'll give our relationship your blessings. Rock and roll forever!" Maxwell's eyes were sharp and cold as he cracked his knuckles loudly. "That idiot abandoned you in this dark, no-man's land, just so that he could bring another bitch to watch my performance?" I wiped my tears dry and stared at the private message, feeling the sadness in my heart turn into anger. "Your band's after-party will be held next week at the Grand Hilton Club, right?" I asked, looking up at him with determined eyes.

Invite all the viewers now! Eli looked at the camera. "I'm encouraging everyone to buy their own tickets for my upcoming concert this coming December. The attendees will be much appreciated, however, for those fans who can't avail buying their own tickets or failed to reserve, don't worry because there will be a live broadcast at 7 PM, in EXL Channel. Thank you very much for patiently waiting for my biggest comeback in the stadium. See y'all!" I couldn't measure how happy I am for him. He has been preparing this concert for a long time, so I am sure that it will be executed well. I witnessed the hard work he put in just to make everything perfect.

He stared back at his phone's screen and ended the call. "Let's go," he grabbed for her hand again and walked to the backstage entrance. They were met by a tall, skinny girl named Leila, who was apparently the concert production assistant. She ushered them to the steel balusters that separated the premium concert-goers from the VIP. She handed them both complimentary bottles of Goose Island beer, which was the main sponsor of the event. Soon, Jesse and K were already in the VIP pit. K looked up at the stage, her jaw dropped and her blue eyes widened as she saw Brandon Boyd already walking up to the mic in the center. The synth started to reverb, then came in the bass, guitar and drums. The c

I’m having my engineer retrieve the work materials from my junk files since I placed them all on that USB I gave to Diane. While waiting on that, Keith and I have been planning a demo event for our virtual reality gallery. It’s just a little workshop we have to do before the convention starts. We’re planning on doing little test runs on the gadgets, where attendees can wear VR headsets and step into a virtual gallery of artworks. It’s happening next week. So, we’ve already invited a few people for the test run but I do plan on inviting Elinor so she can see the work we do. I mean, the work Keith and I do, because Damien only joins the team whenever he feels like.

The nineteenth dinner was her idea too, but since I was already afraid of her plans, I asked her to cancel, and I had her plan for the beginning of the weekend. I organized something simple at home, it was already November. The fairs in the city are good, but too much hype for my taste. However, I canceled the online ticket for a concert to watch it on the TV in the hall. A unique show, which would be transmitted in this way was given to benefit a foundation called "Gotas de Venezuela" (Drops from Venezuela). I don't usually manage my social networks much, but I was so excited and we were having such a good time, that I took my camera, opened a story, and updated with her dancing in the hall