Chapter 93
Chapter 93:
Excitement was in the air—not just because of the celebration itself, but also because it meant a break from classes. The day was divided into rehearsals in the morning and the grand celebration gala in the evening.
The campus buzzed with energy, adorned in vibrant decorations, and the stage was set with impressive grandeur.
Rumors circulated that many successful alumni would be attending, along with a few influential figures who had supported the school in the past.
Clearly, the school was taking the event seriously, and everyone was putting in their best effort during rehearsals.
Yelena had opted not to sign up for a performance, so she found herself with a relatively free day.
That was, until Erica, more involved in the event, insisted that Yelena join her for some singing practice.
Erica had initially hesitated to sing, but with the class short on performers, and only a handful making it to the stage, she eventually decided to give it a go.
Erica’s talent was undeniable.
Her voice was crisp and clear, effortlessly navigating between high and low notes, a clear sign of her training.
But despite her obvious skill, she was still a bit jittery.
“Yelena, what do you think?” Erica asked, her eyes searching for reassurance as she finished her song.
Yelena gave her a warm smile. “You did great. It sounds amazing. Just keep going, and don’t let the nerves get to you p>
“Really? Oh, thank you! I’ve been practicing this one for a while,” Erica said, her eyes lighting up as she spoke of the song. “It’s a song written by my idol p>
“Your idol?” Yelena repeated, her attention sharpening as the melody struck a familiar note.
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“Yeah, Colden Vazquez, the pop king, is totally my idol. I’m such a big fan! I heard he’s coming to Eighfast for a concert next month. I’m beyond excited, but the tickets are impossible to get,” Erica said with a sigh, clearly deflated.
This was her first real shot at seeing her idol up close, but fate wasn’t on her side with the tickets.
Yelena blinked in surprise. “Colden p>
“Yeah, you must know him too, right? He’s the hottest thing in pop right now,” Erica said with a proud grin.
Yelena nodded slowly, her mind racing. “Oh, I know him alright.” How could she not? Colden was a few years younger than her, but they shared a history.
When he was younger, he’d been delicate, so his father had sent him to train under Yelena’s master to build his strength. Eventually, when the time came, his father brought him back home, but Colden had his own plans.
He was always a bit of a rebel, with no interest in taking over the family business as his father had hoped. Instead, Colden made his mark in the entertainment world, drawing attention and breaking records.
His father had no choice but to relent.
Within just three years, Colden became the breakout star everyone was talking about.
Yelena had never expected the shy, frail kid who once tagged along after her to become such a global sensation.
She hadn’t seen Colden in a while—he’d been busy with his world tour. But now, with his concert in Eighfast looming, it seemed she might finally cross paths with him again.