She couldnât tolerate it either.
âBut-âAvril frowned, whispering Bonnieâs ear, âSelina isnât just good at playing the piano. Sheâs also a member of the Pyralian Pianists Association.â
âShe?â Bonnie paused momentarily, carefully scrutinizing Selinaâs face, âHow come I donât remember such a person in the Pyralian Pianists Association?â
âHuh? You remember? What do you mean by that? Donât tell me you know people from the Pyralian Pianists Association?â Avril was somewhat bewildered.
Bonnie scrutinized Selina again. Indeed, she didnât have any impression of this person.
âShe shouldnât be a core member of the Pyralian Pianists Association, right?â
âThatâs true, she isnât. I heard she got in as the last one. But even if sheâs at the bottom, itâs still our cityâs Pyralian Pianists Association! It canât compare to the Pyralian Pianists t compare t Associations in small towns.â
âNo wonder I havenât seen this person before,â Bonnie muttered.
Eight years ago Elliana brought her into the Pyralian Pianists Associationâs hall, challenging all the core members and winning without surprise. From that moment on, Elliana insisted on passing her legacy to her.
Selina stepped forward, facing Bonnie. âAre you going to compete with me?â
Bonnieâs expression was cold. âWhatâs the point of saying that? Didnât you come prepared?â
âYou-â Selina choked again, her face turning purple, grinding her teeth, âFine, you asked for it!â
Ten minutes later, this attracted almost all the schoolâs students.
âDid you hear? Selina, the campus belle, wants to have a piano competition with the new freshman â
âSelina isnât even that pretty. She should hand over the campus belle title. Why make things difficult for a firstâyear student?
âExactly. Why compete with a firstâyear student on playing piano when she knows sheâs ?
this bullying?â
There were voices supporting Bonnie and those supporting Selina. NôvelDrama.Org âBeing pretty doesnât make someone a campus belle. They also need to excel in academics and morals. Havenât you heard about Bonnie? She got kicked out of the Shepard family because of her terrible character, causing a big uproar.â
âNot only that, I also heard she has a sugar daddy, and it is an old man. I canât stand it. Sheâs willing to sell her soul and body for the sake of some material possessions. I canât stand someone like her becoming the campus belle of our school.â
âYouâre right. Our school is one of the top three schools in the country. If outsiders find. out that weâve chosen such a morally corrupt person as our campus belle, our school will become the laughingstock of everyone.â
This matter escalated more and more.
In the Student Council office, the Pyralis University Student Council vice president, Daniel Humphrey, busied himself with the school forum.
âColeman, donât just focus on reading music scores; occasionally indulge in worldly affairs. Look at the campus belle election and piano competition. How exciting. Our school hasnât been this lively in a long time.â
Coleman sitting opposite him, was graceful and unparalleled in the world. Dressed neatly, he had an extraordinary bearing.
âPiano competition? Did Selina pick a fight on her initiative?â
âIt seems âSelina, after all, is a member of the Pyralian Pianists Association. Even if sheâs not a core member, her skills canât be underestimated. Bonnie will face a tough challenge,â Coleman said thoughtfully, tapping his fingers on the desk.
Daniel nodded, still scrolling through the forum. âTrue, but itâs not just about skills. The campus belle title also considers character and behavior. Bonnieâs reputation isnât exactly stellar, which might affect the outcome.â
Coleman leaned back, lost in thought. âItâs unfortunate that such competitions often get entangled with personal biases and rumors. I hope the competition remains fair.â
Back at the piano room, the tension was palpable. Students crowded around, eager to witness the showdown. Bonnie and Selina faced each other, their expressions steely and determined.
Selina took her seat at the piano first, her fingers poised over the keys. She began to play, her performance flawless and technically impressive. The crowd was captivated, but there were murmurs about the outcome.
When Selina finished, there was a smattering of applause. She stood, looking confident yet wary. Bonnie stepped forward, her face calm. She sat down, took a deep breath, and began her performance.
Bonnieâs playing was not just technically perfect; it was filled with emotion and depth. Each note resonated with the audience, drawing them in. By the time she finished, there was a stunned silence, followed by enthusiastic applause.
Selinaâs face was a mix of anger and disbelief. She had underestimated Bonnieâs abilities and was now facing the consequences. The judges conferred quietly, their expressions serious.
Finally, the head judge stood up, announcing, âBoth performances were exceptional, but the winner, by a narrow margin, is Bonnie.â
The crowd erupted in cheers and boos, divided in their support. Selina stormed off, her face red with humiliation. Bonnie stood, acknowledging the applause with a graceful nod.
As the crowd began to disperse, Coleman watched from a distance, his expression inscrutable. He knew this was just the beginning of Bonnieâs journey at Pyralis University.