The Day I Kissed An Older Man by Cher the Cherished

Chapter 97

Corinne had been stringing everyone along, so to speak!

An insipid expression appeared on her face. and the chaotic plucking had since become orderly. The tune she played was none other than that of the guitar score Ivanka gave her at the beginning.

In the audience, the disgusted expressions of the students changed from disgust to doubt, then to admiration and intoxication.

Ivanka and her group of friends were stunned.

They never expected that Corinne would be able to play so well. The situation had changed drastically, and it was on such occasions that one must not lose one’s momentum. Several of the girls from Ivanka’s group began to cheer her on.

“Don’t just stand there, Ivanka! You can sing, too!”

“Yeah! Use your voice to drown out Corinne!”

“Remember to dance!”

After being reminded by the girls, Ivanka snapped out of her daze and followed the beat as she sang the lyrics and danced along.

of the students away from Corinne and to herself, which she succeeded in doing as some of her classmates were

more animatedly

touched the ukulele for the first time. It might even be on par with professional ukulele players! The tempo continued to increase without going out

keep up with the tune, but she refused to admit defeat and tried to speed up her song and dance. However, the quickened singing made it difficult

uncontrollably on the

uproar in the audience when

a misstep happen when it’s her own song? It’s almost like she’s not familiar with

bit out of breath too, but

top student. She’s not from

not continue playing once Ivanka fell,

hard to get up, and said to the audience, “Ivanka’s music is written in a more modern style. It can be played on a ukulele, but it doesn’t sound that nice. Why don’t I play another piece that

“Sure!”

“We can’t wait!”

ahead! We’re all ears.”

farewell of sorts to my fellow graduates.

the strings softly to produce a delicate and poignant tune that revealed her young spirit and strength of character. The melody tugged on one’s heartstrings, and the combination of firmness and gentleness allowed