The school anniversary event began that afternoon, and the students who registered assembled to
grab a suitable practice room.
With so many registered people and only a few practice rooms available, the students were all in a
hurry to find a room they could practice in.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have anywhere to practice.
The class monitor noticed that Melody's group didn't seem to be in a rush like the others.
She found it strange.
But she didn't dare talk to Melody, so she chose to speak to Lance instead, who was relatively easier to
speak to among the three.
"Lance, aren't you going to look for a practice room?" she asked.
"People are in a rush to occupy the practice rooms.If you don't hurry, there may no longer be a room
left for your group to use!" Lance raised his head and looked at the class monitor.
With an indifferent voice, he said, "Our boss said that there’s no need for us to rehearse."
The class monitor almost sighed in appreciation.
The aloof and cold attitude of Lance was always a joy to behold.
Sure enough, when it came to the word "confidence," Lance would never lose to anyone else.
The class monitor understood what Lance meant, but she still couldn't help but feel a little worried.
She was really hoping that Lance's group would be able to perform an amazing number during the
competition! But with how things were going, they might flunk the competition thanks to not being able
to practice properly.
After all, the other teams surely had more or less rehearsed once or twice together, albeit in secret.
Only the three people she was watching were the ones not practicing! The class monitor was a little
worried now.
She was afraid that Melody might have only invited Lance to join their group so that Melody could help
the class monitor since Melody herself had no musical talent at all.
If that were the case, then Lance would be in big trouble! Lance studied the score seriously.
It was a music score Melody gave to him three days ago.
The notes were a bit unfamiliar to him, but Lance was quite confident that he could play the song.
It was perfect and easy for him to play since the score was adjusted in the areas he was especially bad
at.
Even a beginner like him could feel that the music score was intended only for him.
It was tailored based on Lance's capabilities and their group's music.
Unfortunately, the music score didn’t have a music title, so Lance had no idea who composed the song.
Otherwise, he would have already paid the composer of the song a visit.
A few seconds later and Lance finally noticed that their class monitor didn't seem to have any intention
of leaving.
His thick eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes glared at their class monitor with a cold face.
At that moment, the class monitor looked up and saw Lance's cold and ruthless face.
The class monitor was taken aback.
It was the first time she had ever seen Lance like that.
No! That wasn't true.
The only time Lance would look cold, ruthless, cunning, and wise was in front of everyone.
But with Melody, Lance would always be gentle and warm, almost reverent towards Melody.
There was never a time that Lance would look indifferent in front of Melody.
He was always smiling and obedient in front of her and would occasionally become jealous towards
Luke when Melody ignored him.
The class monitor sat far away and quietly observed the group's movements at the far corner.
Lance continued to study the music sheet in his hands, his face more serious than studying for an
examination.
Luke, on the other hand, sat on a chair, his posture relaxed and almost uncaring as though they weren't
auditioning any minute now.
But then, Luke had two pens in his hands which he was now using as drumsticks to practice.
Melody, the core member of the team, had her head on her desk, and she looked to be sound asleep!
The class monitor really found it hard to watch her sleep whilst the other two made efforts to practice! It
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