After this period of hard rehearsal, the drama department's program was finally staged smoothly.

Under the coordination of the Minister and the Second Prince Lawrence, they once again obtained the right to use the Academy Theater. The orchestra also occupied the Academy’s concert hall as always.

The camps on both sides are clearly divided.

Due to the significant momentum created by the associations on both sides, many students have actively signed up to serve as judges this time.

On the fixed voting coupons specially issued by the Academy Council, [Orchestra]-[Drama Department] each occupy one side, and the audience prefers which side wins, and then tick the half side and submit it to the ballot box at the entrance of the venues on both sides.

After the performance is over, the two clubs will merge and count the votes and decide the final winner on the spot.

Instead of wearing any gorgeous outfits, Wien wore an inconspicuous black suit, leaning against the wall of the preparation room, quietly admiring the beauty of Chris and Tasia.

As Tasia, who wants to play the role of a civilian girl, her costume looks very ordinary and does not have many exquisite patterns.

However, this outfit is actually not cheap.

——The production cost is probably enough for her usual yearly expenses.

Fortunately, there are many suckers in the club, so she doesn't have to bear such a heavy cost.

On the other side, Chris was wearing a slightly ostentatious prince's gown.

This costume is tailor-made by a well-known costume designer and is only for this performance, so the design style is more attractive than normal dresses.

Gold wires and gems are everywhere inlaid on needle and thread interfaces, emitting dazzling light under the lights of every angle.

However, even such exaggerated clothes did not weaken her too dazzling beauty.

The female makeup artist who met last time and who worked with the Drama Department for a long time is deepening the color of her willow eyebrows and portraying them more heavily.

The tips of her eyebrows were slightly raised, highlighting her sharp vision.

Under the exquisite skills of the makeup artist, Chris's face became a bit heroic.

If she ignores her long hair, she will be like a handsome young man sitting there at this moment.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Wien shook his head.

Makeup technology is terrifying in any era.

Chris came to an end, the makeup artist sorted out the tools, and then turned around to decorate Tasia next to him.

Wien walked over and looked in the mirror, trying to touch Chris's face.

But she opened it with a "slap".

"Don't touch me." Chris said seriously, "I am the noble prince."

...It's obviously because I don't want to have makeup on, right?

I could see her little thoughts, but Wien did not expose it, but accompanied her to perform.

"Prince Chris, do you have any interest?" he asked.

"Not yet, but I'll have it later."

As she said this meaningfully, Chris chuckled and glanced at Tasia.

Unhappy, Wien pressed her palms against her ears and turned her gaze back to the direction facing the mirror.

"Didn't you just said in person a few days ago that you like this person in the mirror?"

His tone was very dissatisfied.

"Huh? Have I said it?" she asked in discomfort, "What does Chris say have to do with me?"

Hearing this, Wien hummed twice in an unknown way.

He really wanted to stew the big pig's hooves.

"Chriss, Wien."

Tasia's side was also ready soon, "I can do it here."

So Chris stood up too.

"Very good, we - we will win this battle!"

...

Concert hall backstage, orchestra.

Although everyone present belonged to the orchestra community, they were faintly separated by an invisible silk thread and turned into two groups that did not interfere with each other.

"How is the news from the Drama Department?"

Karaman is asking a scout who has just returned from the Academy Theater.

"Report to the Minister! The attendance rate of the Drama Department is very high, and the Academy Theater has been filled with more than half."

Hearing the person coming, Karaman sneered.

"Sure enough... the family is so good."

Before this, the Drama Department had spent a lot of money to build up round after round of momentum.

Although the orchestra is not to be outdone, it will inevitably fall behind before the competition begins with the funds allocated by the academy and the uninnovative publicity methods planned by its own subordinates.

She felt that this was a problem with family background.

If I had a family background like Chris or Ge Li, I would definitely be able to throw out a large amount of funds for the event and let the other members of the club obey their orders.

However, it is precisely because of the disadvantage of family background that I have to work hard to compete with my only weak strength.

The orchestra is clearly an ace club for many years, but in the hands of his own deputy minister, it seems to be fighting alone.

There are always people who disobey the instructions sent out.

It’s all because of those people... they always sing the opposite tune with themselves, so that everyone can’t go in the same place.

Thinking of this, Karaman glanced at another figure sitting not far away.

Songli Edgeworth was trying to play the violin boredly, as if it was a song he had never heard before.

She closed her eyes, as if no one was around, as if she was very intoxicated by the notes.

Around her, many other members of the club listened quietly, without any urgency to perform immediately.

A burst of anger popped into her heart, and she slapped the table hard.

"Bang bang--"

The harsh sound disrupted the originally soft melody.

Ge Li's hand pulling the string stopped.

"Now, do the last spot check right now!" she said loudly, "Ons over there, you guys made a mistake in the last rehearsal. Have you practiced well after you go back?"

Many members showed a lazy and slack expression when they scolded her.

Karaman was indignant and said louder: "Look at your attitude! If you lose this game, it can only be because you don't take this matter to heart!"

Next to the song, Yona deliberately lowered it, and Karaman could hear it clearly, complaining: "It is obvious that the score I chose temporarily is not in line with the actual situation, and did not organize enough training time to run in, so I still have the face to shirke the responsibility!"

As soon as these words came out, the backstage of the concert hall was quiet for a moment.

Karaman, who was standing in the top, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger that was about to erupt like a volcano at any time, and stared fiercely at Yona and the songs beside her with a gaze that seemed to be eating people.

"Okay... very good. It seems that some people have long dissatisfied with me as the deputy minister."
Chapter completed!