The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

"What should we do? It looks like they won't be stopping anytime soon."

Kaylee got to her feet and started walking towards the stage fearlessly, facing the seniors who had shamelessly stolen their song of choice. Jacob shortly followed Kaylee, accompanied by his friends to help their music team leader.

Once near the stage, Kaylee just stood there waiting for the seniors to finish the song.

At first, the seniors didn't care about their junior team and instead sneered at Kaylee's team.

But when the drummer noticed the cold gaze and hostility coming from below, he felt his back drenched in a cold sweat. Nevertheless, he continued to play regardless of the hostile stares.

The drummer was increasingly unable to concentrate, and his eyes reflexively turned towards the source, which gave him a goosebump as if a magnet was tugging at his sight.

His face paled even more when he realized that not only one pair of eyes were looking at him, but two pairs of eyes!

One was like someone telling him to stop playing, while the other was like someone trying to strangle his neck.

Suddenly, his hands and feet stopped moving, and in an instant, the music stopped. The music team would not be able to continue if the drummer decided to stop in the middle.

The drummer noticed the surprised stares from his friends, but he was more afraid of the two pairs of eyes that looked at him like he was their enemy.

The owners of the two pairs of eyes were Nicholas Larson and Jacob Cliverston. He knew and saw for himself how Nicholas beat Arnold Miller so effortlessly, and he also saw the bruises and swollen face on his friend from Jacob's punches.

He wasn't backstage at the time, but he knew how painful it must have been to see the swollen face on his friend, who was Arnold Miller's lackey.

The drummer gulped in terror and decided to look away, and rose to his feet. He dashed off the stage like a frightened mouse without heeding his friends' calls.

Seeing a senior who was playing drums suddenly ran down from the stage made Adam and Fritz surprised. On the contrary, Jacob and Nick smiled in satisfaction.

They were deliberately staring hard at the drummer and specifically attacking that person. Kaylee already knows the central source of a musical group's soul was the drummer. So does Jacob. He's a drummer, so he knows very well his music team will depend on him a lot.

The drums are not the main instrument, but only the drummer who can adjust the rhythmic speed and arouse enthusiasm for his group's music.

Once the drummer gets the wrong rhythm, the whole music would be ruined. As soon as the drummer suddenly stopped in the middle of the show automatically, the other musicians also stopped.

Not surprisingly, Kaylee and Jacob thought about attacking the drummer even though they had never agreed to look at their rival senior drummer.

"It looks like you guys have put a lot of effort into training. But, don't you feel tired? Just now, there was an announcement that it was time for dinner. I'm afraid you will faint from hunger if you don't recharge your energy soon. Don't you?" Kaylee said it in a polite tone, but only a fool didn't notice the sarcasm of her words.

The lead singer of the team clenched his jaw, hearing the rude tone of the prodigy boy. Of course, his lower classmen's tone didn't sound harsh, but he didn't like it, and it sounded rude and scornful to his ears.

"We can hold on, so you don't have to worry. Besides, you don't need any training, do you?" smirked the lead singer who made Kaylee want to sew the young man's mouth with the skin of his face!

Ha? What kind of thinking is this? Why did she suddenly have such sadistic thoughts?

"Mr. Smith already knows the song you're playing is our song of choice. So if I tell Mr. Smith, won't your assessment be bad?"

The senior laughed at Jacob's remark, followed by his friends. "You don't know, do you? It was Mr. Smith who suggested us to play your song."

Inside Kaylee's team's mind: What!?

Kaylee felt her brain went numb when she heard this, so she didn't hear her friend's curse from behind.

Since when did the famous M campus lecturer become this favoritism? Although this event does not affect the principal value of their subjects, this event is still a competition with handsome prizes as their rewards.

Kaylee had to talk to Mr. Smith directly. No, she'd better call her cousin and tell him about this.

But... it wasn't wise either. First, Robert was not responsible for this music camp event. Plus, if she had asked her cousin for help, Robert would undoubtedly taunt her and treated her like a child.

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Kaylee turned to Jacob, who looked still calm with his hands tucked into his trouser pockets.

"You have the support of the supervising teacher and also use our song. Plus, your drummer is gone too. So there's no point in you guys staying here and preventing us from training. Unless… you're afraid we'll be the ones chosen tonight."

The lead singer snorted at Jacob's remark. "Mr. Smith will choose us no matter what happened."

"I'm quite sure his judgment must be comparable with the audience cheer. Even if he's on your side, he won't ruin his reputation just because he wants to defend you. Besides, I know why he's on your side."

Instantly, everyone looked at Jacob with a questioning look. "He didn't want us to get a scholarship. Me, Nick, Adam, Fritz, and Campbell come from affluent families while you… I know you need this scholarship."

Instantly the faces of the seniors paled. No one knew that Letti's face was also as pale as them.

Indeed, the Campbell family came from a wealthy family, although not as great as the Black or Cliverston families. But… Letti was not Campbell's biological child, and she desperately needs the scholarship more than anything.

She wanted to make her adoptive parents proud of her by getting the scholarship.

At this rate… did she lose the chance to prove herself that she wasn't a useless kid?