RedNovelChapter 229 Withdrawal The sudden announcement of the Marisol Cup finals being livestreamed sent shockwaves through the internet.
"A live broadcast? No one can cheat then. We'll see who really has the skills." "Can't wait to watch this fraud embarrass herself." "If she didn't have connections, there's no way they'd change the rules for her." "She should just withdraw instead of dragging this out. Withdraw. Withdraw." Despite the relentless efforts of bots and paid comments trying to fuel the outrage, many netizens had started to calm down. Now, instead of blindly attacking Sierra, people were waiting for the live performance to form their judgments.
Meanwhile, when Felicia saw the news online, her hand slammed down on the piano keys.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStudents passing by the practice room flinched at the sound.
"What was that?" Someone peeked inside. "Oh, it's Felicia. She looks... upset?" Hearing their whispers, Felicia quickly composed herself. She smoothed her expression and turned toward the door with a gentle smile, waving at the onlookers.
"Wow, Felicia is so elegant," one girl whispered, returning the wave with admiration.
Once the students were gone, Felicia's pleasant smile vanished instantly.
She immediately instructed the bots to continue pressuring Sierra to withdraw from the competition.
The online community, satisfied with the Marisol Cup's official stance and solution, had calmed down. As a result, even the comments suggesting Sierra should withdraw from the competition were now being approached with a more rational attitude.
"Hold on. If the finals are being live-streamed, then we'll see for ourselves whether she's good or not. What's the rush?" "Something feels weird. Sierra isn't even famous-so why does she suddenly have so many haters?" "I checked sof the accounts hating on her... they're all new. Definitely bots." "Wait. Is someone deliberately trying to get her kicked out of the competition?" Felicia, who had been smugly watching, suddenly panicked as she realized that the public opinion wasn't going according to her plan, and worse, people were starting to figure out her intentions. She immediately pulled the bots back. If the netizens traced the clues back to her, the one who might end up disqualified from the Marisol Cup would probably be herself! Tflew by, and soon the day of the finals arrived. Early in the morning, Sierra was dragged out of bed by Marison. She quickly changed into the dress prepared earlier, sitting in front of the mirror, obediently closing her eyes as someone worked on her makeup.
"Maddy, I'm going to a competition. You don't need to overdo the makeup," Sierra reminded her, trying to resist. However, Madison pressed her shoulder down firmly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Today's a live broadcast, and a lot of people are waiting to see you mess up. You must look gorgeous and show off your skills on stage to prove those haters wrong," Madison replied, getting lost in her own fantasy.
Sierra, feeling a little uncomfortable, shifted her shoulders and muttered, "Everyone's here to listen to the piano performance, so no one's paying that much attention to how I look while playing." She thought Madison was focusing on the wrong things.
Madison shot her a look of disbelief, "Don't argue with me. Trust me, this is the way to go."
By 9:00 am, the two of them arrived at the competition venue. They entered the backstage through the contestant's tunnel and encountered other participants along the way. Everyone had heard about the news, and speople were secretly sizing her up. Sierra tried her best to ignore her growing nerves and found an empty seat to sit down.
Noticing her discomfort, Madison immediately grabbed her hand, offering comfort. "Don't be nervous. You've got this."
"Heh, someone who's only here because of con doesn't need to be nervous.
Jahice walked over from behind, looking down on her with disdain. Madison frowned and snapped impatiently, "Why are you everywhere? If you can't speak nicely, just shut up and scram." "You..." Janice glared at her, seething, "Tch, you're merely talking big. This
competition is different from the others. If she dares to fake it during ako it the live broadcast, after all that bragging, I hope she doesn't end up with a bottom-tier score." "Sellout," she muttered under her breath.
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