The next mont, lodious music started pouring out.
It was the Ave Maria, which she had practiced countless tis.
She, in her white gown, stood in the middle of the stage, elegantly and gracefully. The motion of her actions lightly swayed the gown, like a pure white flower swaying in the breeze.
The music was graceful and sacred, lodious and pleasant to the ears. It imdiately caught everyone’s attention.
Even Jas Landon, who had been drowsy all along, found it interesting. He propped up his head, watching Tiffany Lynch on stage and nodding occasionally while jotting down sothing on his notepad.
The cara quickly focused on his actions. After all, it was the first ti that Jas had shown an interest in any performance in the whole event.
With this, Tiffany Lynch might have a chance to receive the first ’A’ this evening.
The familiar music and person, everything that Jackie Qualls had once been obsessed with, now seed a bit ironic.
He looked at the pure and soft smile on the lady’s face on the stage and couldn’t help but want to sneer.
The girl he’d once protected, the once proud him had even stooped for her, watching her being held by another man, protecting her in silence.
But what did he get in return?
The one he genuinely loved hurt him the deepest, even a glance from her pushed him into an endless abyss.
And yet she could still look coldly at just how derisive he seed.
Jackie Qualls lowered his gaze, the suppressed heavy emotions in his eyes were about to spill out. His fist tightened then loosened.
Once the song finished, he regained his past deanor, looking like the graceful and gentle gentleman he was, but there was a hint of coldness added to his eyes.
Nobody noticed.
Tiffany Lynch, holding her violin, gracefully bowed.
People were a bit silent, especially Lucy Taylor, who almost gritted her teeth to suppress the anger in her heart.
This was a talent show, a competition between singing and dancing, so what was the point of Tiffany Lynch playing the violin?
This wasn’t about forming a band!
Reese Shaw was the first to lead the applause, apparently very satisfied with Tiffany Lynch’s performance.
Interestingly, Jas Landon, who seed quite satisfied earlier, took a while to give a symbolic clap.
The feedback for both the contestants’ performances was to be given once the other had finished their act.
However, after Tiffany’s outstanding performance, everyone apparently lost their interest in Hannah’s act.
They even assud that Tiffany would secure the ’A’ grade.
Although Tiffany Lynch’s performance was just an instrunt, she had a good backing company.
So, it wouldn’t be strange for her to get an ’A’.
As Tiffany Lynch ca down the stage with her violin, she ran into Hannah who was waiting backstage.
Despite being a woman herself, she was left in awe. Once she snapped back, she felt a pang of jealousy.
Clad in a moon-white qipao, which highlighted her curvaceous figure, Hannah held a pipa in her arms, standing on her side. Lowering her eyes, she let the staff adjust her outfit, her expression focused, and her eyes smiling.
Compared to Tiffany Lynch, who was just backstage surrounded by many staff mbers like the center of the universe, Hannah indeed seed a bit lonely with only one staff mber at her assistance.
But observant Tiffany Lynch noticed that quite a few people around seed to admire Hannah, their eyes filled with awe.
Tiffany Lynch took a deep breath, composed herself, and walked to her. Just then, Hannah turned around, a broken smile in her eyes as she looked at her, "Miss Lynch, has your performance ended?"
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