His Heiress Wife (Retika)
Chapter 136: Clash of Comments

Chapter 136: Clash of Comments 

The celebration of the school anniversary would begin this afternoon.

With the help of the Physical Education Teacher, the PE.classroom was delegated to the students fortheir practice.

Lance asked someone to occupy the practice room in advance.He could not wait any longer to bringMelody over because he wanted her to see his performance.

Lance chose the best spot where Melody could watch him perform comfortably.He even brought a stoolover personally to place it in front of Melody.

"Boss, have a seat!"

Lance was smiling from ear to ear while motioning with his hands to point the stool for Melody.

Clifford and their friends’ attention were caught by Lance's loud voice.

They looked at Lance with anticipation and cheered him in chorus.

"Lance, do your best!"

On the other hand, Luke had just entered the practice room and coincidentally heard Clifford cheeringLance.

"You've only been training for a few days, yet you're already here to show off?" he sneered in contempt.

"Do you really believe you're a genius?" Luke asked.

Lance turned his head slowly in Luke's direction.

The two of them stared straight at each other's eyes with disdain.

And suddenly, the atmosphere inside the practice room became strange because of the extremetension arising between Lance and Lucas.

Neither Clifford nor their friends dared to make a move and interfere between the two.

Instead, they lowered their heads and kept their mouth shut as they felt the tension of the atmosphere.

Although Luke had just gotten inside the practice room, everyone knew that he was a genius shouldnot be provoked.

The tension inside the practice room kept on rising and everyone started to shiver as they had no ideawhat to do.

Right when Lance was about to explode, Melody cleared her throat to lessen the pressure between thetwo.

"Can we start now?"

She raised her left brow after glancing at both of them with her narrowed eyes.

Before everything could get any worse, Luke decided to be the first one to break their staring contest.

He searched for an empty seat that he could occupy.

As he stopped, Lance did not argue with him at all.

The moment he took the seat, Lance took his guitar out from its case and started strumming on thestage.

Lance had never been afraid of performing on stage.

However, he suddenly panicked when he saw Melody the moment he raised his head.

Suddenly, he thought, ‘The more I hope to be recognized, the more I'm scared that I'll lose’ Therefore,in order to stop his emotions from consuming him, Lance closed his eyes.

Out of the blue, a familiar melody flashed through his mind, as well as the position of each note.

Although Lance had only practiced for a few days, he had developed muscle memory, and he naturallyand skillfully strummed the strings.

Everyone was stunned by Lance's simple and short playing of the guitar.

If these people did not know that Lance only practiced for a short period of time, they would surely thinkthat he was a veteran in music.

The skills that he showed were something that only music geniuses could do.

He nailed the flow of speed as he played the guitar and it would be impossible for someone like Lance,who only trained for a few days to do this sort of thing.

Clifford and the others were all excited.

When Lance finished playing his short presentation, everyone began clapping wildly.

The way Luke looked at Lance also changed.

He had to admit that Lance was indeed genius enough in music to be able to reach this level in such ashort period of time.

Lucas must say that Lance was really amazing that even he was impressed.

The moment Lance's fingers parted from the string of the guitar, his eyes locked onto Melody.

Right now, Lance did not care about what other people would say about him.

The person he only cared about now was Melody.

After hesitating for a moment, Lance cleared his throat and decided to speak, "Boss, what do you thinkof my performance?"

Lance looked steady but deep inside him, he was trembling.

Perhaps he was good enough in the eyes of the others who saw him perform just now.

But in Melody's eyes, what Lance displayed simply was not enough.

Melody opened her eyes and looked at Lance.

Her expression was a bit more serious which made the room's happy atmosphere earlier turn cold andquiet.

"Not bad.There are a few notes in the middle that are not accurate enough.If you want to go on stage, itwill be better if you'll practice more!"

Melody commented.

The cold atmosphere inside the practice room became better immediately.

However, in the eyes of Clifford, Lance could already be considered the God of Music because of howgood he was.

They did not expect that Melody would focus on pointing out the shortcomings of Lance's performance.

‘How high is her standard? Can it even be reached? “ Clifford thought to himself out of disbelief.

Lance had improved a lot and it happened so smoothly.

This was probably the first time he had not received someone else's praise.

Everyone was worried that Lance would not be able to take Melody's opinion so they silently looked athim.

Before Lance could even speak, a student standing outside the door of the practice room could nothelp but cough to break the awkward atmosphere.

"I don't know if you really understand music but you have the guts commenting about his performance.

If I was the one who performed on the stage just now, I might not even be half as good as Lance!"

Every student who rehearsed in the practice room already had some background and skills in music.

The way Lance played his guitar left almost everyone stunned by his skills except for Melody.

Therefore, none of them could actually say that Lance was someone who just recently learned theguitar.

The person who just spoke to call Melody out was Christine, the committee member of the class nextdoor.She was unconvinced with Melody's comment on Lance's performance.

Christine learned dancing from a very young age and she loved ballet dancing the most.She also had agoad relationship with Reagan.

Most importantly, there were rumors that Christine had a crush on Lance.

Sadly, Lance did not like her back.

Christine did not just mock Melody in front of everyone but she even pulled Reagan along the scene.

"Why don't we ask Reagan? Everyone in this room knows that none of us is as good as you when itcomes to music that even our school's music teachers always said how good you are.Now, why don’tyou tell us how Lance played just now?"

Christine stood confidently as she looked straight in Melody's direction.

Reagan turned her head to look at Christine.

Compared to his own deskmate, Christine's methods were much more brilliant.

"Christine, stop praising me like that.I only have a few years of experience in music and my foundationis only a little better than everyone else!" Reagan said, shyly.

"Reagan, don't be so modest.Everyone knows that you just won a grand prize some time ago.Whoknows? Maybe soon, you'll go to the world’s top music school to study even further.Come on, tellme.Besides, it's also good to kill someone's arrogance!"

Right at this moment, Christine did not mind praising Reagan.

As long as she could beat Melody's arrogance, it would be enough.

Christine hated Melody for so long.She really could not figure out what was so special about this girlthat Lance liked her so much.

Christine simply couldn't accept it.

All Christine wanted Lance to know was that Melody was just pretending.

"Alright then.I'll just say it briefly.This is just my opinion so you guys don't have to take it seriously"Reagan said indifferently.

After Reagan finished her introduction, she turned his gaze to Melody.

Reagan's eyes, which were originally as gentle as the water, turned cold the moment she looked atMelody.

"I think Lance is really good at playing.If he were a professional, he would be lacking a bit of control.Butfor a newbie like Lance, it will not be too much to call him a genius, right?"

Reagan then looked at Lance and smiled a little.

Reagan sighed before looking back at Melody.

"Melody, if you don't think that it's good enough, why don't you play it yourself and highlight whereLance lacks? Wouldn't that be more convincing?"

She forced a smile as she raised her eyebrows at Melody.

Reagan was sure that Melody was not good at music.She deduced that Melody only said those wordsearlier so she could garner everyone's attention.

What Reagan was trying to do was to expose Melody and reveal to everyone how hypocritical she was.

As soon as Reagan finished speaking, her gaze swept across the crowd, as if she was waiting for theirresponse.

Reagan's words were not meant to counterattack anyone.

Besides, she commented politely as she indicated the specific aspects of Lance's skills in playing theguitar.

Everything that she had said was convincing for the people around them.

"Yeah, I think what Reagan said is right.If you can do it, play it yourself.We don't want to hear youropinion.Who knows if you're talking nonsense?!"

One of the students reacted.

Just as when the student finished speaking, another one stood up and said, "Exactly! Play a song andlet us see it.We all have to perform on stage in the end.after all.Why don’t you consider playing now asyour practice?"

The practice room began to get noisy because of everyone's opinion.

The students kept talking simultaneously but none of them could be clearly heard.

Now, everyone was against Melody because they saw how hypocritical she was.

The students reacted and threw some harsh words towards her.

Luke, who was sitting at the side, narrowed his eyes as he looked down on this group of blabberingstudents.

‘‘These people are also no match with my boss.They are simply overestimating themselves” Luke saidto himself.