Chapter 74

Merry stood there, stunned for a second before she cracked a joke at Cordelia, “Lia, I thought the whole point was for me to be myself.”

Cordelia looked confused. Isn’t this all about acting?”

In acting, you’re supposed to become the character, not be yourself, right?

Of course, Cordelia wasn’t so vain as to think Merry imitating her would make her invincible. When she first walked in, the stage manager had looked at her with such fervor. It seemed the role must fit her to a tee.

And earlier, while the others were auditioning, she’d awkwardly navigated Twitter and stumbled upon the play. It was adapted from a novel. After a quick search for the source material, she’d used her sharp summary skills to find the relevant passage. The novel described the character as ethereal as an angel. Upon her tragic death in a car accident, it mused that such an angelic being must have returned to heaven.

From these descriptions, Cordelia deduced that the character wasn’t meant to be a saintly figure like Leila but more of a distant and aloof type.

That was why she’d made the suggestion.

Merry didn’t say another word. She trusted Cordelia implicitly, nodded, and entered the audition room.

Inside the audition room.

Bland was idly fidgeting with a pen, frowning as he asked, “Does that girl just now have anything to do with being angelic?”

The assistant director sighed, “No choice, you saw for yourself. She’s got the best look we’ve seen today. We can coach her a bit and shoot her from the back in long shots. We can’t afford to dawdle in this school forever. Students are just that. None of them have that kind of presence.”

As these words slipped out, Bland inexplicably flashed his mind to Lia, standing in the doorway of the equipment room. Bathed in dim light, Lia was surrounded by people yet seemed utterly alone and aloof, fitting the role to a tee.

But Lia was far from interested in acting!

Suddenly, Bland lost all enthusiasm, slouching back, his eyes lazily half–closed, “Whatever.”

The assistant director was equally disinterested, just wanting to wrap up the auditions quickly and cast the role. They’d spent too much time here already.

Just then, the door opened, and the same graceful figure entered. But compared to the previous candidate’s confidence, this one’s gaze was shifty, lacking grace and poise.

The assistant direitor was taken aback, “You again?”

As Merry entered, she glanced at Bland… specifically, his forehead. The bruise was quite noticeable, which explained the stares

Bland had complimented Leila, she instantly forgave him at the sight of his disheveled state. She nearly blurted

but her face betrayed her guilt and remorse. How could she have hit

nerves upon seeing her idol, the assistant

director glanced at the list – Merry Jordan.

it,

finally lifted his gaze.

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no, my idol is looking at me!” Merry tensed up, avoiding direct eye contact. She felt Bland’s

director frowned at her demeanor and said, “Alright, you can

wouldn’t work on stage.

went pale. She knew that meant rejection. It was her nervousness around her idol that had cost her. She wanted to ask for another chance but felt too embarrassed.

took one last look at Bland and

was when Bland’s mischievous voice sounded, “Can you play

in her tracks, her eyes lighting up. Was her idol talking to her?

nodded eagerly. “Yes!”

piano, “Play

another chance from Bland. If

over.

would be in the play, likely in love with the character

ruin it and couldn’t let Leila sully

that thought, her

deep breath, Merry straightened

Above it all, as if nothing and no one could

now, taking things seriously. The director and Bland saw the transformation

over to the piano, sat down, and placed her hands on the

brightened

her uniform, her playing was cool and detached, her eyes filled

more potential than the last one! She was born

piece, the assistant director declared, “You’re

hearing the verdict, she nearly jumped for joy. She was going

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