The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

In the classroom.

Derek lay prostrate on the desk. “Claire, have you selected the song for the singing contest?”

“Yes.” Claire leaned on the chair. The warm sun poured in from the window, and she narrowed her sleepy eyes, like a lazy cat.

“What is it?” Derek was excited. “Is it Eileen’s song? I heard you sing her song last time. It sounded really nice!”

Claire was drowsy, and her voice was light. “No…”

“Then which song did you choose?”

“Big Fish!”

“Huh?” Derek covered his face and exclaimed. “Why did you choose this song? This song is super difficult! If you can’t sing it well, you will definitely be laughed at, but Eileen’s songs are also difficult to sing… ”

He is so noisy…

Like a little chicken.

Annoyed, Claire suddenly opened his eyes, took out the sound source from the drawer, stood up, and walked away.

The accompaniment source for the contest should be prepared by singers and then handed over to the class teacher.

Claire went to the teacher’s office.

There was no one inside.

She pushed in and put the sound source on Mr. Jones’s table.

When she came out, she happened to run into Phoebe.

Phoebe’s face instantly stiffened when she saw her, and she glanced into the office through the crack of the door.

Expressionless, Claire put a hand in her pocket and walked away.

On the way back to the classroom, Phoebe saw Amber standing outside the singing room, and immediately walked over.

“Amber, are you watching them practice singing?”

“Well, I just passed by…” Amber hurriedly retracted her gaze and lowered her head, looking a little embarrassed.

Phoebe smiled innocently. “I just saw Claire put the sound source in Mr. Jones’ office, but there was no one in the office.”

“No one… in the office?” Amber suddenly clenched her hands, her eyes blinking.

“Yes.”

As if thinking of something, Amber suddenly raised her head.

“I have something to tend to. Bye.”

Then she quickly turned and left.

Phoebe turned her head to look at Amber’s receding figure, and a sly smile appeared on her face.

It was just so easy to sow discord.

On the other side, Amber came to the teacher’s office.

She glanced around, and after making sure that there was no one, she gently pushed the door open and sneaked in.

After school.

Claire was the first to leave the classroom. She was carrying her school bag, her back thin and lonely yet aloof.

Everyone in the class looked at her.

“The singing contest is about to start. Why isn’t she in a hurry at all?”

“I heard that she chose the song ‘Big Fish’. She is just looking for death!”

“Will she make a scene of herself in the contest?”

Walking out of the school gate, Claire answered a phone call.

A woman’s voice came from the other end. “Eileen, it’s almost time for you to release the songs. Come to the recording studio when you’ve got time.”

Emily was her assistant and agent.

Claire grunted in response.

Emily asked her. “There is a talent show that wants to invite you to be a judge. Are you interested? You can use this chance to increase your popularity and promote your new songs.”

“Do you think I need to do that?” Claire smiled and jumped on the bus.

Emily was speechless.

Yes, every time she released a song, it would become a hit in an instant without any publicity at all, not only occupying the top of all pop charts, but also setting new sales records.

For at least the next three months, everyone would be listening to that song only.

Therefore, there was an unspoken rule in the music circles that one must avoid releasing songs at the same time as Eileen. Otherwise, their song would only end up with a disastrous failure.