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Seeing Yvette’s smug expression, Gena was about to die of anger. If Sharon hadn’t stopped her, she would’ve rushed up and torn her mouth apart.

However, Sharon couldn’t refute Yvette at this moment. Who asked her to prepare the Queen’s Crown? She had also put some thought into the makeup. Since it was already like this, she had to think of a way, and Yvette’s words reminded her.

“I want you to see what the law of the jungle is.” As she spoke, Sharon sat down and picked up a pen and paper.

She was a dazzling and beautiful queen, the most dazzling pearl at the royal ball, but her pride had fallen the moment her country was destroyed. From then on, nobody asked her to dance again...

“The crown I brought with me was nothing more than gunpowder. It cut me from my heart... Under the gold was the king’s head. She had doubts about everyone present. She turned into a shepherdess and headed for the golden forest...”

A burst of moving music attracted the attention of everyone present. Even a few staff members hoped to point their cameras at her.

Did she write this song herself? Yvette’s expression changed drastically. How could the melody be so mature? Isn’t she a piece of trash?

That’s it. Changing the lyrics can explain my appearance. Taking the music score, Sharon quickly wrote. She had almost forgotten when the last time she wrote a song was. She had shown this song to her mother when she was very young, and the two of them had been changing it for a long time.

Sharon played the piano and wrote the score seriously, completely unaware that Yvette was staring at her.

“The next contestant, please enter-”

“Miss Xenia, please get ready as well...”

Her ears were filled with calls. As the last note fell, Sharon stood up excitedly. The lost version of the Queen’s Crown is completed.

“That’s great! That’s really great! You’ll definitely get high marks!”

“Hmph, you think pretty well.” Yvette had already changed into a dress.

Sharon didn’t expect her to be the one in front.

Yvette walked up to the stage. “Hello, judges. I’m Yvette, a singing idol. I’ve brought you an original song today. I hope you’ll like it.”

She played her guitar and began to sing.

“The guitar isn’t bad... but this song...”

“You don’t know anything about music theory, right? You sent another one away.”

Hearing a musician’s evaluation, Yvette instantly stopped and quickly explained, “I wrote this song when I was in junior high. I played it to match the movie character. This isn’t my true standard at all.”

“Huh? Does that mean you have a very good piece? Sing a few lines and try!”

Yvette clenched her fists. The song I just sang is already my proudest work. Many people said that it was very nice... If I don’t sing a word now, I will definitely be kicked out of the venue.

At the thought of this, she picked up her guitar and changed the tone of the song Sharon had just written and played it with her guitar.

Yvette’s voice came from backstage.

Sharon was stunned. I wrote this song! It was a song that I had specially prepared for the competition...

“This song isn’t bad. Is that all?”

“Ahem, I haven’t finished writing the rest!”

“Sure, I’m looking forward to you completing it. Congratulations on your nomination.”

Sharon stood there in despair, her mind echoing with what to do.

“Next, please let Sharon in-”

Sharon thought that she would have a chance to enter the circle to restore her mother’s reputation and bring her mother’s songs to greater heights. However, she was still too naive. She had lent her crown to someone else, and her tune had been stolen. Now, she had to be ready to stand on the stage without any preparation.

Sharon took a deep breath before tearing off her dress in front of all the judges and smearing her lipstick and eye makeup.

“What are you doing? Are you giving up on yourself? Clean clothes are the most basic stage etiquette, not to mention that the female lead of the movie is a person who loves to look beautiful. Are you going on stage like this to insult everyone? Do you believe that I’ll call the next person over immediately?!” The person who spoke was Teacher Levi, who was in charge of fashion design. He hated it the most when contestants changed their makeup at will.