Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 290

Supporting the Event, or Smashing It?

The applause continued long after the curtain fell, proving that the performance was a great success. At the back stage, the actors removed their makeup, changed their clothes, then moved on to taking group photos and posting them on social media. Elise was about to change clothes when she was grabbed by Janice, who came over out of the blue. “What the hell was that on stage just now?” Elise stared at her hand blankly, and her intimidating aura exuded so naturally that Janice was frightened and let go of her hand subconsciously.

“The scene just now can be defined as a performance accident. Do you know how serious it is?” Janice said with only little confidence while she gulped to keep up her appearance. Someone next to them couldn’t bear hearing what Janice was accusing Elise of and interjected, “Enough, Janice. Didn’t the drama end well just now? If Elise hadn’t stepped in and helped, there wouldn’t even be a performance for us to do in the first place. Don’t be ridiculous.” “I know, right! I think Elise’s acting was pretty good. She did this well even though she never rehearsed.

that she was willing to help. Some people only think about getting their personal revenge here…” “Who are you talking about!” Janice’s eyes were red from the embarrassment. “Who is thinking about their personal revenge? I am here for art, understand? The whole script was about great love, not individualistic maternal love. Elise just changed the entire idea behind the play!” Someone’s voice rang from

pierce my left eye with that knight’s sword? ” Janice was stunned for a moment, and her brows

The whole school’s freshmen were sitting in the audience seats, and there were so many leaders present. If I stabbed you, it would be seen as assault, and I’d be sentenced. How would I do that? You ruined the whole drama just because of your villainous heart. Don’t you think you’ve gone too far?” No one responded. They were supposed to celebrate the success of the performance, but they had to listen to Janice’s endless nagging

of senseless idiots. They were still able to distinguish the right from wrong, and the good from evil; they naturally knew how to weigh

recognized Elise’s witch appearance in the drama, so they got up from the judge’s seat and prepared to go backstage to congratulate her. Nevertheless, the two looked around but did not find Elise in the dressing room. Knowing that she didn’t particularly enjoy lively atmospheres, the two

no one was around, she handed a black garbage bag that seemed to be wrapped around a long object to a man. The man took the thing and asked respectfully, “Miss, were you able to use it?” Janice said angrily, “No! She noticed it and dodged. She’s wasted my effort! Elise Sinclair, that little b*tch! I will ruin her face some day. Let’s see what else she has to be proud of then!” “You can rest assured, miss. Whatever it is, as long as you want to do it, I will help you achieve it—no matter the cost.” The man was sincere, and his gaze on Janice was

up and down, then turned and walked back in. As soon as she stepped into the door, she bumped into Alexander and Jack and was