His Heiress Wife (Retika)
Chapter 155: Slapped in the Face for no Reason

Chapter 155: Slapped in the Face for no Reason 

Luke would not decide for his own.He kept his gaze fixed on Melody, waiting for her to make adecision.

Melody understood what Luke was trying to say.

"There's no need to go through all that trouble, let's get started!" she said coldly as she pressed thebutton on her waist.

Everyone was shocked! There was nothing that could be done if the sound system was broken.

But now that it was fixed, why wouldn't Melody use the fixed equipment? Didn't they realize that notchoosing this option would significantly impact their performance? Not only the audience but also themembers of the judging panel were taken aback by Melody and the others two members’ decisions.

Faced with everyone's skepticism, Zeke took the initiative to pick up the microphone as he said toMelody.

"The equipment has been fixed, if you insist on using your stereo equipment, that is your choice but doremember that we are still going to judge you based on our standards.Are you sure that you want to dothis your way?"

Zeke's words were very serious.

He was telling Melody and her group that even if they used the small microphone, the judges would stilljudge them as if they were using professional audio equipment.

Melody didn't even look at Zeke while he was talking.She lowered her head and fiddled with her tinymicrophone.She even adjusted both Lance and Luke's microphones.

Zeke was enraged by her attitude.

He didn’t want to target this band at first, but the members’ attitude was too arrogant, forcing him to doso.

"Melody has no objections, what about the other two members? If you have any objections, you canraise them as well!" Zeke added.

Luke raised his brows and looked at Zeke, who was wearing glasses and was sitting in the center withthe other judges.

His handsome face was filled with annoyance and contempt.

"Can I ask you something? Are you that bored that you're looking for a fight?" Zeke regarded Luke withskepticism.

He had no idea why Luke had attacked him for no apparent reason.

Before he could speak, however, Luke’s words landed on his face.

"Kid, you know that we are a team, right? Do you even understand what teamwork means?" Luke saidangrily to Zeke.

Luke pointed at Melody while his eyes remained at Zeke.

"She is our leader, and her decision is ours.She said that we will use a small microphone, then so beit.Stop talking nonsense! Alright, let's start!" he added as he turned around to face his group mates.

Lance didn't say anything, but his attitude was clear from his expression.

He was completely submissive to Melody.

Christine who was sitting next to Zeke could not help but smile.She had already felt the dissatisfactionof someone on the judging panel.

She knew that the more arrogant Luke was, the more dissatisfied everyone was with him, the morepeople would despise him and their group.

"Zeke, we all know that you're a kind person, but such people aren't worth it.They are too arrogant! It'stoo much,"

Christine said as she moved closer to Zeke.

In his heart, Zeke agreed with Christine.

He put the microphone away and allowed Melody and the others to start their performance.

Melody turned around and whispered to Lance, "Can you do it with a low key?"

A normal person would probably go insane if they had to change the pitch at the last minute.But Lancewas not a normal person.He was a genius with a high IQ.

Although there was a certain level of difficulty, he believed that he could surely do it.

"Don't worry, boss!" Lance assured her.

Melody smiled and regarded Lance with admiration.She had never been wrong when she looked atpeople.

The music began to play! Luke pressed the next button, which was followed by the sound of the guitar.

Although the tune had changed and sounded a little strange, it was not a major issue in general.

There was a high chair on the stage, and Melody was sitting on it leisurely.She didn't seem to be aperformer at this time.

Instead, she resembled a late-night girl sitting in a bar, shaking her crystal glass and listening to thestage music.

Her body swayed in tune with the music.

In everyday life, Melody was cold.She was cold and domineering, with a strange aura that did not allowstrangers to approach her.Her dominance was noble, like a goddess of ice and snow, so beautiful thatit could not be blasphemed.

But at this moment, Melody narrowed her eyes and looked down at the audience with contempt.Shedidn't pay any attention to anyone in particular.

But just looked at the crowd without focus.Her gaze swept over everyone without a second thought.Shewas impulsive and egotistical, as well as wild and determined.

Coupled with her goddess-like face, she exuded such beauty that people found it difficult to breathe.

Without waiting for Melody to perform, the audience's voices of doubt and disdain gradually faded asthey watched Melody's current appearance before she sang.

Melody covered her ear with one hand so that the small microphone could capture her voiceaccurately.Her lovely voice flowed out slowly, like the thin spring water in the mountains.

It was clear and ethereal, and it was so pleasant that people temporarily forgot about themselves.

Everyone was shocked.

They didn't expect Melody’s voice to be so pleasant.

People who wanted to comment on it only realized that their voices had vanished the moment theyopened their mouths, leaving only their admiration for Melody.

Everybody fell silent.

Reagan, who was on the judging panel, was staring wide agape at Melody.She had not expected thisjinx to be so gifted.

Melody's voice was extremely pleasant to the ears.

Melody was naturally born with a good voice and had never acquired it through training.She was born asinger.

The moment Melody opened her mouth, she already won half of the game.

The music kept playing.

The soothing rhythm was slowly speeding up into a faster tempo.

With the acceleration of the guitar, the entire tempo instantly became livelier.

Luke, who was sitting behind Melody, accelerated his tapping on the drums, and Melody's rhythmbecame more upbeat.

The silent audience earlier was now cheering and swaying their bodies along with the rhythm.

It felt as if a tidal wave of happiness was sweeping over the crowd right now.

The audience's hearts were on fire at this point.

Everyone was unconsciously waving their arms and tapping their fingers in the air as if they weretapping the drums and keeping up with Melody's beat.

Melody's voice was very energetic.

It felt very different from what she usually displayed.

She was like a little witch on stage, controlling everyone with her contagious magic.

The song didn’t go on for very long.

When Melody came to a halt, the audience was still engrossed in her beautiful singing, and their bodiesstill twisted unconsciously.

Everyone finally reacted after a while.

What followed afterward was a deafening round of applause from the audience. The people who weremocking and laughing at Melody and thought that the group would not make it through the auditions, allfell silent at this moment.

Even the judges on the judging panel only responded after Melody reminded them.

"Is it possible to announce the result now?" Melody spoke.

Zeke was brought back to reality by the cold voice.He glanced at Melody in disbelief.He hadn'texpected her to be able to sing so well.

‘Is this the so-called talent pride she has? Is it because she is so talented that she looks down onanything?’ Zeke thought.

Even though he disliked Melody's personality, Zeke had to admit that she sang very well just now.

"Judges, do you have any opinions you'd like to express?" Zeke asked, looking around.

Christine immediately grabbed the microphone.

Although she was surprised by Melody's performance, it remained a fact that she still didn’t like her.

In that case, did her opinion toward Melody really matter? What difference would it make if she did notpromote her?