After a period of hard rehearsals, the drama department’s program was finally staged successfully. With the coordination of the minister and the second prince Lawrence, they once again obtained the right to use the Academy Theater.
The orchestra department, on the other hand, occupied the academy's concert hall as always. The two camps are clearly divided.
Due to the considerable momentum created by the two clubs before, many students actively signed up to serve as judges this time.
On the quota voting tickets specially issued by the Academy Council, the Orchestra Department and Drama Department each occupied one side. The audience would tick which side they preferred to win, and then submit it to the ballot boxes at the entrances of the venues on both sides.
After the performance, the two societies will conduct a combined vote count to determine the final winner on the spot. Wayne did not wear any gorgeous attire, but wore a set of inconspicuous black clothes, leaning against the wall of the preparation room, quietly admiring the beauty of Chrissy and Tasia.
As Tasia plays the role of a common girl, her clothes look very ordinary and are not decorated with many exquisite patterns.
However, in reality this outfit is by no means cheap. The production cost is probably enough for her to spend in a normal year.
Fortunately, there were many scapegoats in the club, so she didn't have to bear such a heavy cost herself. On the other side, Chrissy was wearing a slightly flamboyant princely dress.
This costume was tailor-made by a well-known costume designer and is only for this performance. Therefore, the design style is more eye-catching than a normal dress.
Gold wires and gems can be seen everywhere inlaid in the needlework interfaces, exuding dazzling brilliance under the light from all angles.
However, even such exaggerated clothes did not weaken her dazzling beauty. The female makeup artist who I met last time and has been working with the drama department for a long time is darkening her eyebrows and making them thicker.
The tips of her eyebrows were slightly raised, highlighting her sharp gaze. Thanks to the exquisite skills of the makeup artist, Chrissy's face became somewhat heroic.
If you ignore her long hair, the person sitting there at this moment looks like a handsome young man.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Wayne shook his head. Makeup technology is terrible no matter what era it is.
The first one, Chris, came to an end. The makeup artist arranged the tools and then turned around to dress up Tasia next to her.
Wayne walked over, looked in the mirror, and wanted to touch Chris's face. But by her
It opened with a "snap".
"Don't touch me." Chris said seriously,
"I am your noble prince."...Obviously because you don't want your makeup to get messed up, right? He could see her little thoughts, but Wayne did not expose it, but continued to act with her.
"Prince Chris, do you have someone in mind?" he asked.
"Not yet, but it will be there in a moment." She said this in a meaningful way, and Chris chuckled and glanced at Tasia.
Unhappily, Wayne put his palms against her ears and turned her gaze back towards the mirror.
"Didn't I just say a few days ago that I like the person in the mirror?" His tone was very dissatisfied.
"Eh? Did I say that?" she asked pretending to be confused.
"What does what Chris said have to do with me?" Hearing this, Wayne hummed twice without meaning.
He really wanted to stew the big pig's trotters.
"Classmate Chris, classmate Wayne." Tasia's preparations were quickly completed,
"I can do it here." Then, Chris stood up.
"Very good, we will win this battle!"... Backstage of the concert hall, orchestra department. Although everyone present belongs to the same club as the Orchestra Club, they are faintly separated by an invisible thread, becoming two groups that do not interfere with each other.
"How's the news from the drama department?" Karaman was asking a scout who had just returned from exploring the academy theater.
"Report to the Minister! The attendance rate of the Drama Department is very high, and the Academy Theater is already more than half full." Hearing the visitor's reply, Karaman sneered.
"Sure enough... it's great to have a good family background." Prior to this, the drama department had spent a lot of money on rounds of publicity.
Although the Orchestra Department was not to be outdone, relying solely on the funds allocated by the academy and the unoriginal publicity methods planned by its own staff, it inevitably fell behind before the competition even started.
She thinks this is a matter of family background. If I had a family background like Chrissy or Songli, I would be able to easily throw out a large amount of activity funds and make the other club members do as they please.
However, it is precisely because of the disadvantages of his family that he must work hard to fight against powerful opponents with his meager strength.
Obviously the orchestra club has been the trump club for many years, but in the hands of himself, the deputy director, it seems to be fighting alone.
The instructions given out are always followed and disobeyed. It's all because those people...are always going against me, which makes everyone unable to move in the same direction.
Thinking like this, Karaman glanced at another figure sitting not far away. Edgeworth, the singer, was trying to play the violin in a somewhat bored manner. It seemed to be a piece of music that he had never heard before.
She closed her eyes, as if no one else was watching, as if she was intoxicated by these notes. Beside her, many other club members were listening quietly, without any sense of urgency that the performance was about to take place.
A burst of anger came over her, and she slapped the table hard.
The harsh sound of "bang bang" disrupted the originally soft melody. Kali's string-stringing hand stopped.
"Now, conduct the last spot check immediately!" she said loudly,
"Over there, you guys made mistakes in the last rehearsal. Did you practice well after you got back?!" Many members showed lazy expressions in response to her scolding.
Karaman was furious and said even louder: "Look at your attitude! If you lose this game, it can only be because you didn't take this matter to your heart at all!" Next to Geli, Yuna said with a deliberate expression The voice, which was low but just enough for Klarman to hear clearly, complained: "Obviously, the score I chose temporarily was not in line with the actual situation, and I didn't organize enough training time for running in, but I still have the face to shirk responsibility!" Out, the backstage of the concert hall was quiet for a moment.
Karaman, who was standing at the top, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger that was about to erupt like a volcano at any time, and glared fiercely at Yuna and Geli beside her with eyes that seemed to be cannibalistic.
"Okay...very good. It seems that some people have long been dissatisfied with me as the deputy minister." She glanced at the people in the background coldly, opened the door with her head held high, and left here.
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