Chapter 157

Michaal explained to Sage, “We met these people when we were singing in bars.”

Sage smiled. “You may be young, but you sure have plenty of experience.”

When they approached the stage, Kai and the others spotted Sage and greeted her. The mood in the

bar was cheery.

After some chitchat, it was time for Michael and his bandmates to perform. They took their seats

onstage and started playing.

As the lead singer, Michael garnered the most attention. Dressed in a simple yet stylish black T–shirt,

he had his hair up, baring his forehead. He sang in a deep and emotional voice as he gazed at the

audience, looking princely.

After performing two slow numbers, the group decided to spice things up with a few drum beats. The

change in energy made even Sage want to perform.

When she was ten, she picked up drumming for a few years to relieve her stress from studying. Her

drum teacher praised her for being a fast learner with a good sense of rhythm.

In her freshman year, she attracted much attention with her performance at a music festival. However,

she gave up on that hobby because Ian disliked things that were noisy and loud. Hence, she tried to

behave and study to please Ian:

Sadly, he never took her seriously no matter how hard she tried.

“Miss, I heard you mentioned you used to drum.” Michael wandered to her side. as she was spacing

out. His eyes sparkled with confidence.

She found his enthusiasm infectious and eagerly admitted, “Yes.”

“How about you perform on stage?” Sage felt tempted by the sight of the familiar drumset on stage and

Michael’s encouraging expression.

Kai waved at her and yelled, “Miss, come on!”

She got on stage like a good sport and said to Kai and the others, “I haven’t played for a while though.

Don’t laugh at me if I mess up.”

“Don’t worry about it! We’re here for you!”

“Yeah! It doesn’t matter if you play the wrong beat. It’s all good fun. That’s what matters!”

She was encouraged by their kind words. She accepted a pair of drumsticks and sat in front of the

drumset.

She struck all of the cymbals and drums as a warm–up. Not only that, she coolly rotated the drumstick

between her fingers, eliciting excited screams from the audience.

“Miss, what song would you like to perform?” asked Michael.

After giving it some thought, she replied, “Let’s do ‘Hotel California‘.” She often practiced that song in

the past and was quite familiar with it.

“Of course.” Michael gestured at his bandmates. This time, he did not take the stage to sing. Instead,

he started recording Sage on his phone.

The music started almost immediately. Sage lifted her arm and hit the drum with her stick. Her fingers

danced on the drumset, giving off an energetic vibe that flowed with the rhythm.

At the climax, she played with such vigor and passion that she lifted the spirits of the audience. At that

moment, she felt as though she had traveled back to her carefree college days, which made her play to

her heart’s content.

When her performance ended, she was rewarded with thunderous applause. She lifted her drumstick

as a thank–you before high–fiving the boys on stage.

She was smiling long after getting off the stage. Michael complimented her earnestly, “Miss, you’re

really good at drumming.”