Moore Audrey lowered her head to think for a moment, then nodded:
“If you perform… I will definitely watch closely!”
Thompson Miguel nodded, and Moore Audrey waved goodbye, saying she would go back to inform the drama team of the result.
The boy stood in place watching her walk away, then turned and entered the classroom.
As soon as he stepped in, he was met with a bunch of knowing looks from the audience.
The boy remained calm, but as he walked to his seat, he suddenly spoke up:
“I’ll play the piano for the art performance!”
Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and it was the classmate who had been near the door who first teased:
“Still, the soft and fair little girl is more persuasive!”
The others chuckled in agreement, and the previously calm boy waited for them to finish laughing before glancing at him and saying:
“You’ll play the female lead!”
The boy was stunned, exclaiming:
“I’ll play the female lead?”
Thompson Miguel looked up at him:
“Do you have any objections?”
The boy hesitated, looking at him, feeling like crying. Why did he have to make a joke about Thompson Miguel… This person looked harmless on the outside but was as dark as coal on the inside.
Finally, he became obedient, sulking in the corner and seriously reading the script, while the others immediately pretended to be good, each seriously pondering their tasks. Only the classmate who had been forced into the female lead looked happy, ah… he finally escaped the fate of cross-dressing…
Meanwhile, after Moore Audrey told the drama team the result, everyone was completely unsurprised.
They happily praised the little girl, and then everyone hurried to room 103.
At that time, Thompson Miguel and his team were rehearsing the female lead’s scenes. When they saw them coming, the people on that side kindly made space in the classroom.
Everyone briefly introduced themselves, and then their team expressed gratitude to them, and both sides officially began their respective rehearsals.
Moore Audrey had only a few scenes, so after watching her own performance, her gaze unconsciously drifted to the next room.
Seeing Thompson Miguel, who was fully focused on his script, she paused for a moment and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly:
“Thompson Miguel is really studious! He can be so focused and serious in such an environment!”
Over here, Moore Audrey hadn’t watched for a few minutes when her arm was suddenly poked by someone. A classmate looked at her with a smile, teasing:
“What are you looking at?”
The rehearsal plan was arranged very well, and everyone took their roles seriously. Although the two classes were crammed into one room for practice, it didn’t cause any significant issues or conflicts.
On the contrary, the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious. During the process, they would observe each other’s rehearsals and offer suggestions for improvement.
In Thompson Miguel’s class, the most lively student was undoubtedly the female lead who had initially leaned against the door.
Although she was quite reluctant to play the female lead, she still rehearsed with great seriousness, to the point that Moore Audrey would laugh several times just watching her perform.
As the rehearsals continued, that student began to enjoy teasing Moore Audrey.
One day, the female lead brought a bag of candies, intending to treat everyone… well, and to win their favor.
She handed the candy to Moore Audrey, who smiled brightly and thanked her. The boy looked at the girl for a moment, sighing inwardly; no wonder the top student Thompson Miguel couldn’t resist, her smile was indeed particularly soft!
Then… the boy couldn’t help but steal another glance… and that glance was caught by Thompson Miguel.
His dark eyes deepened, and he frowned slightly, exuding a hint of displeasure.
When the candy was handed to him, he shot a cool glance at her and coldly refused.
The boy let out a sound of surprise but didn’t insist, continuing to distribute to the next person.
Thompson Miguel looked up and saw Moore Audrey holding a lollipop, his brows furrowing again.
Suddenly, he stood up and left the classroom. Some people noticed but thought he was just going to the restroom, so they didn’t pay much attention.
Meanwhile, Moore Audrey was listening to a joke from a member of the neighboring small group, feeling quite good. Just then, her phone vibrated, and she smiled, glancing down at it.
With a puzzled expression, she looked around, said something to the literary committee member, and then got up to leave the classroom.
After wandering around the teaching building, she finally found the top student behind the building on the stairs.
At that moment, the boy was sitting on the stairs, pulling at the grass.
Moore Audrey paused, her eyes widening in surprise. After confirming she hadn’t recognized him wrong, she approached.
She sat down next to him and patted his shoulder.
“Thompson Miguel!”
The boy turned his head, his dark eyes meeting hers, then he coolly turned back.
Moore Audrey, being the attentive girl she was, immediately noticed he was in a bad mood.
She glanced at him and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Thompson Miguel turned back to look at her expression, his brows slightly furrowing, then turned away again.
“Nothing…”
