Chapter 261 Kyla Stuttered

A musical always feels more high-class than any other performance.

Kyla went against everyone else’s opinion and formed a team.

Her goal was simple: ride that high-class vibe to fame.

She wanted to win the respect of all the students at Orica University and get noticed by media companies!

She was going to show off her perfect acting skills!

Kyla chose Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream.”

It’s a story everyone knows.

Since time was tight—it’s just the orientation party—there was no way to perform the full three-hour play.

They could only pick a short but exciting scene.

And of course, Kyla claimed the female lead, Hermia.

The scene changed, and the actors in their musical costumes started coming on stage.

The soft cello music in the background immediately set the mood.

“Oh wow, Kyla is doing the musical, A Midsummer Night’s Dream!”

“If she pulls this off, I might believe she has some qualities of the Jensons’ daughter.”

“I heard Kyla’s been preparing for this performance for a long time. My friend saw their rehearsal, and she nailed the lead role!”

“You can tell how much someone practiced from their performance. One minute on stage takes ten years of work.”

The audience buzzed with whispers and comments.

Tilda had changed and joined Una.

Una looked at the performance on stage, took Tilda’s hand, and made a face. “Tilda, your speech is done. Let’s get out of here. I don’t want to see that two-faced Kyla in the spotlight!”

“Okay. Where do you want to go?”

“Hmm… But I kinda hope Kyla messes up, makes a fool of herself. What should I do?”

Tilda was speechless.

She tapped Una’s forehead playfully.

Una covered her forehead, wincing. “Ouch! Tilda, you’re bullying me.”

“You really…”

Tilda looked helpless.

Honestly…

Musical is tough.

It requires a lot of skill from the actors in terms of voice, stage presence, acting, and stamina.

After all, you have to sing, run, and do a lot of physical things.

But hoping Kyla would mess up? Not realistic.

The only good thing about Kyla was her “acting.”

Plus, Kyla was aiming to break into the entertainment industry after graduation.

This freshman performance was a carefully planned “starting point” for her.

Tilda remembered that in her last life, Kyla’s musical performance was successful, got great reviews, and was noticed by many media companies.

It laid a solid foundation for Kyla’s entry into the entertainment world.

On stage.

Kyla bit her tongue to calm herself and got into her role as Hermia.

Calm down, Kyla. Just do your best, and you’ll get everyone’s attention.

The glory and dignity that Tilda took, I’ll get it all back with my own hands and skills, one by one!

But…

Kyla struggled to focus.

Tilda’s face kept flashing in her mind.

That proud, mean face that looked down on Kyla and stepped all over her!

And also, how Kyla accidentally showed her true self backstage.

Wade saw it, and his trust in her started to waver.

She quickly used her great acting to save the situation later.

But Wade’s eyes were clearly more distant.

All those images started to mess with Kyla’s mind.

The more she tried to forget and focus on her performance, the more she lost control.

It was like she was stuck in a nightmare.

“Hermia, you must marry Demetrius, the finest young man in this city!”

“I… Dad… Sorry, I…”

Kyla messed up!

She started to stutter!

It seemed she had forgotten her lines!

The senior student playing Hermia’s father was also shocked.

Kyla had been doing so well just moments ago.

Why did she suddenly mess up her lines?

And so badly, with all that stuttering!

This was basically a performance disaster.

There was no saving it.

This kind of mistake is the worst thing in a musical!

Even though Kyla rarely made mistakes in rehearsals and performed well, what did that matter now?

A mistake in the official performance means a complete failure!

Kyla realized this, and her face instantly went pale.

Damn it! At this important moment, her mind was too messy.

She forgot her lines.

Her mind went completely blank.

That senior gritted his teeth and continued acting with her.

“Why do you refuse to marry Demetrius? He is a true gentleman.”

“But… But I don’t love him anymore. He… he’s fallen for… I… I’ve fallen for…”

The harder Kyla tried to fix the scene, the worse it became.