Chapter 94
Chapter 94:
“I knew it! He’s so talented, and his voice is just unreal. I would die to meet him in person,” Erica gushed, her eyes practically sparkling with excitement.
Yelena, surprised to learn Erica was a fan of Colden, smiled softly. “When he gets here next month, I’ll take you to meet him p>
“What?! Meet him? You know him? Like, personally?” Erica’s jaw dropped in disbelief.
Was she dreaming? Did Yelena really have connections to the pop king himself?
“You’ll see for yourself. Let’s leave a little mystery for now,” Yelena teased, her lips curling into a knowing smile.
It was funny how Colden’s fame had exploded.
If he knew Yelena was in Eighfast, there was no doubt he’d come looking for her.
And the timing was perfect—Yelena had a few things she needed to discuss with him too.
“Wow, this is like something out of a dream,” Erica said, grinning like a schoolgirl with a crush.
Yelena’s smile deepened, but she stayed silent. For her, it was no big deal.
As the evening wore on, guests began to trickle in, one after the other. Erica had a performance to prepare for, so she hurried off to get ready.
Yelena, meanwhile, found herself growing a little restless in her seat as most of her classmates had already taken theirs. The event was about to kick off.
Yelena’s eyes scanned the stage, impressed by the school’s effort. They had clearly gone all out this time—the stage was lavishly decorated, and a professional lighting crew was hard at work. It looked like something straight out of a high-end production.
Just then, Yelena spotted Erica rushing from backstage, her face full of urgency as she scanned the crowd for someone. Erica had just finished her makeup and was still in her regular clothes, not yet in her performance outfit.
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Yelena raised an eyebrow, surprised by her friend’s sudden appearance. She then called out to her, “What’s wrong, Erica? What happened p>
“There you are! Did you sign up for the piano performance and just forget about it?” Erica blurted out.
Erica had asked her friend earlier, and Yelena had clearly told her she wasn’t participating. So why was her name suddenly on the program list?
Erica had nearly had a heart attack when she saw Yelena’s name while checking the program list backstage. She then rushed out to make sure it wasn’t a mistake. But if Yelena had truly signed up, why was she sitting in the audience instead of preparing backstage?
“I didn’t sign up for anything,” Yelena replied, still baffled. “I told you I wasn’t performing p>
“But your name’s on the list. And it’s the finale—you’re down for the piano performance! What are we going to do?” Erica was starting to lose her cool.
A piano performance was no small feat—it required a skilled hand, and if Yelena wasn’t prepared, it would be a disaster.
Who would pull such a cruel prank?
Yelena frowned, still not understanding what was happening. “Are you sure you saw it right p>
“Of course I did! It’s your name, right there. What should we do? Maybe we should tell the teacher it’s a mistake and that you didn’t sign up,” Erica suggested, panic creeping into her voice.
With the event about to start, there wasn’t much time to fix things.
Yelena remained calm, her expression unchanged. “There’s no need. The program’s already out p>