The performance day had finally arrived, and after many days of diligent practice, Xu Chaomu had finally mastered a piece.
It didn't matter; she only needed to know one.
She wanted to give her high school career a perfect curtain call.
Lou Yanli had been helping her all along, and when she sometimes wanted to slack off, he would supervise her.
Xu Chaomu was really grateful to Lou Yanli, but, after this, she wouldn't be able to see him anymore.
On the day of the performance, Xu Chaomu wore the dress and high heels given to her by Shen Chi, which she genuinely liked, very much.
She vainly stood in front of the dormitory mirror for a long time, planning to put away the dress and shoes after today.
The auditorium was bustling with lots of brilliant performances, and Xu Chaomu's act was in the middle—a piano solo.
The program was at nine fifty in the morning.
Xu Chaomu anxiously watched her watch, twenty minutes remaining before her performance.
