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Moreover, Sharon had broken everyone’s inherent impression of such a plot. She had been performing since she wasn’t on the stage to express her joy and sorrow. It made people feel the sadness of their parents’ deaths and her own birthday celebration.

“Didn’t they say that she debuted because someone supported her? Why doesn’t it look like that now?!”

“I’m about to cry. Sharon’s acting skills are really amazing.”

“Didn’t she just debut?! This is what it means to reach the peak of your career! No wonder RC chose her. Xenia is still suitable to be a vase.”

The audience instantly boiled over. They didn’t expect Sharon-who was rumored to have risen through the ranks with her background-to be so good!

“Sharon, right?! You really can always surprise people. I want to know what’s going on in your head!” Leomond smiled and stood up, admiring Sharon’s performance. In his opinion, this kind of emotional output wasn’t easy to perform.

“My own parents passed away a long time ago. Many times, I celebrated my birthday by myself, so most of the time, I didn’t want to cry on my birthday. Instead, I wanted them to be happy and see my smiling face. After all, my birthday is my mother’s day of suffering. She must want me to be happy!” Sharon smiled and said everything in her mind without any pretense or hypocrisy.

“I didn’t expect you to have such a story. I’m beginning to have a good impression of you.” Levi looked at Sharon, not knowing if he would have the chance to style her. This woman is really a little good-looking. Even her tattered clothes were so beautiful in the last show. It’s obvious that she won’t look bad if she tidies up properly.

“Sharon! Sharon! Sharon!” A strong wave of support suddenly came from the audience.

“I told you that she’s actually not doing well in the Harris family. The Harris family definitely won’t help her. This is her true strength.”

“I think she’s good-looking, and her acting skills are good!”

When Xenia heard the audience’s discussions, her expression was extremely ugly. She was very surprised. The sleeping pills I put in the yogurt should be very effective. Why hasn’t Sharon fallen asleep after eating it?

Actually, because Sharon was too nervous, she didn’t eat much at all. It was just that she didn’t eat anything when she woke up in the morning. In order to have strength for the competition, she ate a biscuit and took two sips of yogurt.

Sharon liked yogurt sweet, but this was dietary yogurt, so she only took two sips before putting it aside.

So for the current competition, Sharon was only a little sleepy and could still tolerate it. When she was completely immersed in this performance, her sleepiness even completely disappeared.

When it was time for Yvonne to perform, everyone present couldn’t help but laugh. This was because Yvonne was a quiet and gentle girl who would think about others in everything she did. However, the prompt she had drawn really wasn’t suitable for her. It was as if she were a child imitating an adult’s performance.

Yvonne pretended to be proud of herself, raising her chin and even showing a kind of smugness. She walked proudly on the stage, and everyone present couldn’t help but laugh.

She mechanically recited her lines, and her mind was filled with what her bullies said and did.

Because her father was a gambler, her mother was the only one in the family who supported her. In fact, her mother was the one who worked hard to get her tuition fees. This-in addition to excellent grades in music school-caused her to be bullied in school, and Yvonne’s sister, Yeager, was one of them...

Yvonne walked left and right as if she were bumping into someone. Because she was working so hard, her performance was confusing at first. It took a moment for people to realize that she was performing the actions of the perpetrator.

“Didn’t I tell you to bark? A person like you is only fit to bark like a dog-” Perhaps Yvonne’s movements were too big, but it caused one of her feet to be stuck at the edge of the stage.

Because this stage was built at the last minute according to each competition round, there was no big movement on the stage this time. Some parts of the stage that weren’t perfectly connected were covered by stage lights.

Yvonne was now standing at the intersection of the two sections of steel. Perhaps she had moved too much just now, so her feet were stuck in it.

Seeing the sweat on her forehead and her pale face, everyone knew the seriousness of the matter.