"..." Tiffany followed Nathalie’s line of sight to the old, worn-out ceiling fan and bit her lip, feeling a bit touched.
Nathalie didn’t waste ti and said to her, "Go change your clothes first. We’re short on ti, only two hours. If we want good results, we’ll have to make the most of this ti for coordination."
Dancing and music aren’t so easy to synchronize, and there’s only a week left until the opening ceremony.
She and Tiffany had ford a last-minute duo. Achieving perfect chemistry in such a short ti was likely unrealistic.
However, it wouldn’t be impossible to work together enough for smooth stage effects.
Tiffany, seeing that Nathalie wasn’t complaining about the place she had booked nor blaming her, quickly nodded and grabbed her clothes before heading into a cubicle to change into her dance outfit.
Once she was inside—
Nathalie tried tweaking the tone of the electronic keyboard. The equipnt Tiffany had found in this practice room was outdated, with the keyboard here being heavily worn. Many pitches were off, so she had to adjust it manually.
After finishing the adjustnts, Nathalie noticed a WhatsApp ssage from Audrick Zachmann.
[Nathalie, are you representing the Chinese dicine departnt at Tsinghua University’s opening ceremony?]
Nathalie lowered her gaze, concealing the confusion in her eyes. She couldn’t quite understand why Audrick had been asking her about the opening ceremony since yesterday.
She scrolled through the chat and found yesterday’s ssage from Audrick.
It was also about the opening ceremony.
But yesterday, Audrick hadn’t asked if she’d be on stage; instead, he was asking whether the Chinese dicine departnt would be participating.
Holding her phone in one hand, Nathalie didn’t seem to care much and hadn’t replied to Audrick’s ssage yet. At that mont, Tiffany ca out after changing her clothes, her face flushed as she said to Nathalie, "I’m ready. We can start practicing now."
"Alright."
Nathalie placed the phone aside casually and began discussing the stage coordination process with Tiffany...
*
anwhile, in Audrick’s private villa in Beijing—
He hadn’t slept well all night and didn’t go to his company that morning. Fresh out of the shower, his hair was still dripping wet, but he didn’t bother drying it. Wearing just a bathrobe, he took his phone and headed downstairs to the living room. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sat down on the sofa with the water in hand, looking utterly despondent.
Seeing no imdiate reply from Nathalie, he considered calling her to ask directly, but he wasn’t sure if she might still be sleeping, so he held back the impulse.
Audrick had just placed his phone beside him and twisted open the bottle cap.
Suddenly, his agent burst into the room in a panic. Seeing Audrick leisurely drinking water, the agent’s face darkened as he said, "Audrick, there’s been an incident."
"?"
Audrick screwed the cap back on, set the bottle on the table, stretched out his long legs onto the tea table, and sat in a lazy, nonchalant posture. "What kind of incident could it be?"
What could possibly be more frustrating than how he felt now!
"Am I on the hot search again?" Audrick’s face was striking, especially his captivating eyes. When he smiled, he radiated warmth and charisma; when he didn’t, he exuded an unreadable depth. It was this unique aura that allowed him to thrive in the entertainnt circle, capturing the hearts of countless fans. "What is it this ti, a relationship rumor, gossip, or a nasty argunt?"
The topics that make it to the hot search in the entertainnt circle generally revolve around those few things, with the rest relying on purchased data.
Out of the 365 days of the year, Audrick spent 360 of them trending. He clearly had no interest in paying for data. If he did end up on the hot search, it was usually due to low-profile figures trying to latch onto his fa or people leveraging his na for promotional stunts.
But the Zachmann Family held prestige in Beijing’s upper circles. As the second son of a truly affluent family, Audrick wasn’t short on wealth or fa. Entering the entertainnt circle was sothing of a hobby for him.
He generally couldn’t care less about explaining things too much.
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