A SUBSTITUTE BRIDE

Seeing Malia’s shocked expression, Kelly smiled and said obediently

– Sister Malia, are we telepaths? Do we think the same?

Malia didn’t know what to say.

The surrounding students became excited.

– Speaking of which, I really want to hear Senior Malia play ‘Missing’. I heard that she was recognized by Brother Oscar thanks to this song. Her game is better than Lyana’s.

– Lyana’s performance just now was touching enough. If Senior Malia plays, won’t we have to cry for a long time?

– It’s true, it’s true. I almost couldn’t get away from Lyana’s performance just yet. She played so well. I am already completely immersed in grief.

…

The other students spoke at the same time. Malia couldn’t choose another song even if she wanted to.

If she had to choose, she would go for an even more difficult song than “Missing.” If that didn’t work, she would obediently shut up, lest she make a fool of herself!

Malia’s eyes wander. After thinking, she looked at Oscar tactfully and shyly asked

– Brother Oscar asked me to repeat the tune from the concert. If I play ‘Missing’, won’t it be a bit inappropriate?

In fact, she was hoping that Oscar would let her change the song.

But he couldn’t read her mind at all. He waved his hand and said reasonably

– It’s good. Any song will do. Since everyone loves this song, let’s play it. We have to put the public first.

Malia wanted to cry but had no tears.

However, at this point, she could only hold on and hope that she could play well this time around.

Naturally, Kelly didn’t notice Malia’s dilemma. She was looking at Lyana smugly, as if waiting for Lyana to surrender.

At this moment, Malia placed the violin on her left shoulder. She took a deep breath and prepared to play the tune.

You could hear the sound of the violin which had a sense of nostalgia.

Malia’s forehead was covered with sweat and her breathing was getting heavier. Her mind races, she thinks about how to avoid making a mistake.

The students also listened attentively. Everyone was immersed in the song.

– It looks good.

– It’s not the same feeling as Lyana’s.

– Everyone has a different style. All right, stop talking. Everyone, listen carefully.

…

However, towards the end of the song, the students all frowned in unison. They felt that something was wrong with this song.

Kelly had also discovered something strange about this song.

There seemed to be several things wrong.

What was wrong with Sister Malia? Why was she out of tune?

Lyana sat to the side, listening to Malia play the violin. His lips curled slightly and a hint of coldness shone in his eyes, filled with contempt.

She had thought she was quite capable, but she hadn’t expected this.

How was that different from a child?

With such criteria, how could she be a woman musician for Mr. Timothee?

– Strange, what’s wrong with Senior Malia?

– I don’t know. Why does she look so awful?

– It’s not his level.

– She played the violin at the welcome gala. She was pretty good at the violin. Why is his violin level so bad now?

– Could it be that Lyana’s playing is just too easy on the ear? If we compare these two sounds, we will think that Malia’s is just too awful to listen to.

– I don’t know, but that also means she’s not very competent. Why would Brother Oscar love him?

– Who knows ? Maybe Sister Malia has someone in her family helping her.

– It probably is.

– I’m really disappointed. I thought the belle of our department was very good. I did not expect it to be less good.

– Hurry to choose a new beauty from the faculty. I don’t want to hear anyone compliment her anymore.

…

When Malia heard the words of her classmates, it was as if they had slapped her one after another. The pain was unbearable.

Kelly glared fiercely at her classmates, then looked at Malia in disbelief. She didn’t expect her to play so badly.

Didn’t Malia want to play Miss?

She had misunderstood.

At that time, Malia was in an abyss of suffering.

At that time, she did not want to play the violin, because she was not good at it. No matter how she played the violin, it was nothing compared to Lyana’s.

However, Malia was forced to play the violin by Kelly. She was under a lot of pressure, and now she heard her classmates pointing at her. His mind was in shambles.

She tries to stay calm. She always wanted to play that song well.

Someone in the crowd said.

– Why do I think Lyana is more appropriate to be Mr. Timothy’s musician?

When Malia heard this, her mind exploded. His hand suddenly shook, and the violin let out a piercing sound.

Malia came to her senses. She dropped the violin and it fell to the floor.

For a moment, the training room went silent.

Malia’s eyes instantly turned red. She bent down and picked up the violin. When she looked up, she saw the disappointment in her classmates’ eyes.

Malia’s hands shook slightly and the violin in her hand fell back to the floor.

She crouched down, tears in her eyes. She picked up the violin again.

The room was so quiet you could have heard a needle drop.

Kelly looked at Malia with concern. She didn’t understand what was wrong with Malia.

When Oscar, who was standing to the side, heard Malia playing, his face was filled with displeasure.

Lucia, who had been silent all this time, stepped forward. She looked at Malia curiously and asked in confusion

– Senior Malia, why don’t you continue? Have you ever forgotten the score?

Lyana really wanted to give Lucia a hand. This question was just too good.

Most of the people who came into this classroom today were die-hard Mr. Timothy fans.

They were looking forward to Malia’s flawless performance, but no one expected her to make a mistake from such a low level.

They couldn’t tolerate it. How could Mr. Timothee’s musician forget her score? She was just too incompetent.

– That’s right. Malia is Mr. Timothee’s musician. If the others don’t remember the score, that’s fine, but how can she forget? How can she make such a low level mistake?

– With her standards, if she were to attend Mr. Timothy’s concert, her reputation would be ruined.

– We should go to Mr. Timothy’s Weibo and ask for a replacement.

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When Malia heard those words, tears welled up in her eyes.

Oscar looked at Malia’s pitiful appearance and frowned. He said

– Every Mr. Timothy concert is world class so all requirements are perfect. Your level…

Although he didn’t finish his sentence, everyone understood that he wouldn’t allow Malia to be Mr. Timothy’s musician.

Liam stood calmly to the side. He didn’t speak, but his gaze involuntarily landed on Lyana.

Malia naturally understood what Oscar meant. She was extremely troubled. She continued to breathe deeply, trying to stay calm, but she still couldn’t hide the fear in her heart.

She glanced at Kelly, who was also in shock, standing on the floor. She didn’t know what to say, or how to save the day.

Malia’s gaze fell on Lyana’s face again. His eyes suddenly lit up. She had found an excuse. She looked at Oscar, who was standing to the side, and said quietly

– Brother Oscar, I’m so sorry. I was too nervous this time. With everyone looking at me eagerly, I won’t make such a mistake again.

Without waiting for Oscar to speak, Lucia asked impatiently

– Senior Malia, are you saying our presence here has affected your performance?