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The thunderous applause fell silent at once before everyone looked toward Natasha. She was holding her chin high, and in a straightforward manner, she said, “As the former Miss Misty, I think my performance was flawless. If there were no online voting session, I would’ve been the champion!”

The audience was in rumpus while the judges were glancing at each other in disbelief. No one had expected Natasha to make a scene at the very last moment. Even the host was embarrassed, not knowing what to say at that moment.

Looking at the audience and the judges, Natasha enunciated, “I request to forfeit both Sophia and my online votes. I want another round of voting!”

Instantly, the host turned to the judges in the panel, seeking help. Everything was about to lose control, and she just didn’t know what to do. Suddenly, Sophia took the microphone from her and replied, “As the Miss Misty of the year, I, too, think that my performance was impeccable. Even if there were no online voting, I would still be the champion!”

The Mitchells were very influential among Bayside University, and even Natasha was one of the best students in the university. The judges knew who they should be voting for; if there were no online voting session, which was manipulated by Sophia, she was nothing compared to Natasha!

After a brief discussion amongst the judges, the vice chancellor stood forward and agreed. “Since Natasha Mitchell is not convinced, we’ve decided to re-evaluate the score between the judges. Judges, please proceed with the re-score!”

The re-scoring began. The potential champions each stood at one side of the stage, and the host set off to collect the latest marks.

There were ten judges in total, and everytime they made an evaluation, they would remove the highest and lowest score before calculating the average to obtain the final mark of the contestant.

The calculation team had started a new round of calculation, and in the meantime, the situation was awkward. Trying to impress the audience, Natasha suggested, “Since there’s still some time left, I’ll perform a piece from Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 17.”

Regardless of everyone’s reaction, Natasha marched toward the piano and took her seat before starting her performance.

Beethoven’s Piano Sonata No. 17 was a very difficult piano piece, so the audience was impressed by the performance by Natasha, who was only seventeen. Even the piano lecturers from the music faculty were astonished.

A splendid piano melody echoed in the hall. Without Harry causing trouble, Natasha was in her best condition. If one knew how to play a piano, they would understand how accomplished she was in this field.

She believed that with her capability, the champion of Miss Misty Pageant would be her!

On the other hand, Sophia had exited the stage. As she cleaned her blood, she flirted with her idol, who was sitting in the panel.

how marvelous you are, I have someone behind

professional’s; even an experienced pianist could

the song ended, the audience was amazed by the melody, and the hall was

Natasha was extremely satisfied with the sensation her performance

her marks

being held by

who could compete with her

with a cold pack. She was afraid

that Sophia was trying to divert her attention from the embarrassment she felt because she knew

a glance at Sophia, who was treating her face with a cold pack, and Natasha, who was sitting on the piano bench, she announced the scores. “After the judges

fell on Natasha, who had already straightened up

the host

she looked toward the

was proceeding with her declaration enthusiastically. “The champion of the Miss Misty Pageant

trophy, accepting the applause

the panel in shock, but she couldn’t

stern voice, she protested, “I’m still not convinced with the result. I request to disclose the marks given by the

She wanted to know where these people had found the courage to give Sophia higher scores than

looked

Make public the scores?

The scores were all given anonymously. If Natasha knew that they were the one who

no longer be able to gain a

nervous, except for the three who had given her a

flirting with his wife, he silently tugged at Harry, who was sitting next to