?<strong>Chapter 804:</strong>
Frowning, Elyse replied firmly, “I’m next to perform, so please stop trying to distract me. Don’t you have others to talk to?”
Realizing she was being dismissed, Fiona’s anger red. “Who are you to speak to me like that? I’ll tell you this—I’m reaching the Grand Final, and you’re going to be just anotherpetitor I surpass.”
Elyse looked at Fiona, noticing her emotional turmoil, and suggested, “You should try to keep your emotions steady before going on stage. It could impact your performance.”
“It’s none of your business.” With those words, Fiona stormed off.
Elyse scratched her head, bewildered by Fiona’s conduct.
Vicky, who had silently approached Elyse, inquired curiously, “What’s the deal with this former violin partner of yours? She acts so superior like she’s the best here. Why is she so confident?”
Elyse shook her head, equally puzzled. “I’m not sure. I’m curious as well. But it’s not my concern anymore. Like you said, she’s just a former partner.”
Vicky persisted. “What’s her level of expertise?”
“Not quite as good as either of us,” Elyse responded after a moment, offering a candid evaluation.
Vicky nodded, understanding the situation. “So, her abilities aren’t quite there, but her confidence is through the roof. Hopefully, she won’t end up too disappointed after the contest.”
Elyse let out augh. “Don’t just sit back and enjoy the show. You need to stay focused too. With only a fifty percent chance of advancing, the pressure is real.”
Vicky agreed. “Let’s both make it to the next round.”
As the previous contestant finished their performance, Elyse walked onto the stage. She positioned herself under the spotlight, dressed in a simple ck gown.
“Elyse, good luck. I love you.” Someone suddenly called out from the crowd, disrupting Elyse’s focus. She turned in surprise and saw thest person she expected—Theo.
Theo was energetically waving his arms, his expression full of fervent passion and love, causing a stir among the nearby audience.
Elyse felt far from pleased as she quickly looked away, striving to regain her concentration.
Brook had told her that Theo had sacrificed everything for her. She had initially thought Brook was being dramatic, but now it seemed Theo really had changed a lot.
Receiving her signal, Elyse began her performance. The piece she was ying wasplex, and she felt uncertain about her ability to fully express its depth and emotion.
All she could do waspletely immerse herself, aiming to transport everyone into the originalposer’s emotionalndscape.
Backstage, Edward was listening to Elyse’s performance, his eyes glowing with undeniable affection and admiration.
Every time he listened to her y, he felt a deep connection, as if her music echoed his own emotions.
Darren walked up to Edward and, noticing the tender look in his eyes, asked in surprise, “Do you have feelings for Elyse?”
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