"Bang—" Sure enough, Yvette quickly made her first mistake.
She bit her lip and quickly corrected her technique before starting to play again. Damn it! Sharon really deserves to die! She deliberately wants me to make a fool of myself. This is my performance song, and I definitely can't let Sharon steal the limelight. This b*tch really deserves to die. If she hadn't chosen such a difficult song, I wouldn't have worked so hard. Now, she is suddenly playing with me. Isn't she clearly trying to embarrass me?
"Hey—" Yvette made a second mistake. This time, she couldn't keep up with Sharon.
Her hands froze, not knowing what to do.
The audience sighed. Some were mocking Sharon, while others were criticizing Yvette.
"What is Sharon doing? I think she's gone overboard! She's blatantly bullying others!"
"Why don't you say that Yvette isn't prepared enough? I'll beat her up for this kind of performance."
