Chapter 213
The Heiress Strikes Back
213 Improvise
Sharon and Gena looked at Yvonneâs note-on it was written: âThe princess of a fallen country who generously died.â They couldnât help but worry for her.
âMine is very simple,â Melinda said proudly. âHowâs yours, Xenia?â
At this moment, Xenia was at a loss. How could I be so unlucky? What kind of trash competition is this? How could a normal person be allergic to peaches?
She felt really aggrieved. Although she had allergies, they were completely different from what she was experiencing now.
These questions were actually decided by the judges at the last minute. They just wanted to see if these people had the ability to be actors.
Soon, the hosts called out their numbers and displayed what everyone was going to perform on the big screen. They took turns to perform.
The first actress was performing with a discarded robot doll. Fortunately, she was a good dancer and could act as a robot easily. Now, it looked quite easy for her.
As for the second actress, she was going to act as an animal. This girl seemed to have the image of an idol, so she acted very awkwardly. That funny look made everyone laugh.
âHahahaha, this is too cute!â Melinda always had the temperament of a child off the stage. When she saw the second actressâs performance, she couldnât help but laugh.
At this moment, Sharon was in no mood to pay attention to what they were saying; she had been putting herself into the role. I have to admit that these judges are really good at coming up with questions. Everyoneâs performance is strange. I even feel that Iâm not in a competition but watching an acrobatic performance...
âMiss Xeniaâs performance is about her allergies after eating the peach. Everyone, please clap!â The live ratings were transparent. Everyone had noticed at a glance that Xeniaâs score in the last scene wasnât high. Now, they would definitely seize this opportunity to perform well.
âHeh... cough cough! Cough cough! I feel so uncomfortable. I really feel so uncomfortable...â Xeniaâs performance made everyone present speechless again. They originally thought that she could show 100% of her strength, but they didnât expect her performance to be so awkward...
She even spoke so smoothly. It was obvious that she didnât have any experience with allergies.
Xenia was already very uncomfortable when she saw what she was going to perform. She really didnât feel anything about allergies and even found it a little difficult to answer this question.
The judges below the stage didnât know what to say; they even found it unbelievable. Even if the person who can win the Best Supporting Actress Award doesnât have good acting skills, she canât be so bad!
They didnât expect her to act like this in such a public place...
âStop, stop, stop!â Leomond shouted at her when he saw her performance. He didnât stand on ceremony and gave her a super low score. âAre you trying to be a bad example for the acting class? With your acting skills, I can find anyone on the streets who is better than you.â
âAre you in a bad state? I see that you havenât been in a good state today, and your eyes are wandering. You should feel uncomfortable all over when you are allergic, and you shouldnât be able to speak. But do you know your expression? I only see discomfort and a forced feeling.â Benjamin was already very tactful when he commented. Xenia clearly didnât have any acting skills, but he said that she was in a bad state.
âThank you for your comments, judges. Iâve been having a hard time concentrating these past few days. Iâll definitely work hard next time.â Xeniaâs words were very sincere, making it difficult for the judges-who werenât very satisfied-to say anything else.
âI think Xeniaâs performance isnât bad; she gave us a different portrayal of an allergic reaction. I still like it.â The other judges expressed their stances one after another, making Xenia feel better.
Xenia then returned to her seat.
I didnât expect it to be my turn so soon. Sharon seemed to have put on a mask and smiled very gently. She pushed open the door but still maintained this expression. Then, she opened the door with a smile and greeted her parents.
âDaddy, is my mom still in the kitchen?! Hurry up and call her out. I bought cake and came back. Letâs eat together!â Sharon happily walked to the living room and placed the cake on the table, opening the packaging.
Tears fell drop by drop, and her messy movements became even more chaotic with her tears. She wiped the tears off her face, but tears continued to flow from the corners of her eyes.