After Su Yin watched Luo Chen leave, she picked up her phone and called her driver.

The driver glanced at Su Yin, intentionally or not, as if he wanted to say something. However, when the words came to his lips, he chose not to speak.

"What's up?" Su Yin sat in the back seat. "Mike, you've been picking me up from school since I was a kid. I thought we'd already established a basic level of trust."

The white driver named Mike cleared his throat before continuing:

"Of course, miss. I mean, I can't possibly betray your trust. This is actually a very important matter, but your mother won't let me tell you."

Su Yin blinked and stared at Mike curiously, as if wanting to know what the important thing was.

He sighed. When facing Su Yin, Mike could never bear to refuse.

"Well, you might have guessed it. Not only does your mother know that you're in the choir, she also saw your performance. You might be facing a storm when you get home this time."

Su Yin looked very calm when she heard this. This was indeed what she had guessed in advance.

After she let out a long sigh, she said, "What about my dad? How did he react?"

"He didn't come home, you know, he was always busy."

Su Yin lowered her head in disappointment.

When Su Yin leaned against the window in disappointment and began to look out, she found something wrong.

Outside the window, there was someone she knew.

That's Tang Yue.

But Su Yin could do nothing. Did she have to wave her to get in the car and then let her come to her home as a guest?

Don't even think about it, her mother would definitely reject it politely. And she was sure that Tang Yue would not like such an interaction.

After thinking about this, Su Yin had no choice but to sit up straight.

Of course Tang Yue didn't see Su Yin, she was selling things on the street at the moment.

It's a handicraft she made.

"Sir, please buy some!" Tang Yue changed her usual proud personality and spoke in a very humble tone.

However, the man she called "sir" didn't even look at Tang Yue. "Don't block my way, it's annoying me!"

Tang Yue didn't care at all. This kind of setback was too common for her.

After a busy night, she earned at least twenty dollars.

She might as well work part-time in a restaurant!

Tang Yue, humming a song, arrived at a seemingly clean lawn. Three simple houses made of planks stood on it. To be more precise, they looked like the temporary housing provided for workers at construction sites.

One of them is Tang Yue’s home.

This was her little nest, and Tang Yue was very proud of it. She believed that few people in the school had lived in a place like this.

"You're back so late?" The landlady came over in slippers. "Is there anything you need fixed?"

"Of course, Mrs. Winnie, everything is fine in the house." Tang Yue restrained the smile on her face because she knew what she would hear next.

"That's good." The landlady narrowed her eyes and said after a while, "I have something else to tell you. You know, this month's rent should be paid."

"I haven't forgotten." Tang Yue still maintained a decent smile. Although she felt a little irritated when she thought about the unpaid rent. "I'll give it to you when I have the money."

"Alright," the landlady pouted. "I'll give you a few more days. You're always the last one to pay the rent. Look at you, living out here by yourself with no money, you might as well go home!"

Tang Yue did not respond to her words, but walked into the house silently and closed the door heavily.

After she cursed, she said to herself, "Family? I don't have such a thing."

Although the room was small, Tang Yue made it very cozy.

When the audience saw this, they couldn't help but think of Tang Yue's unique outfit. Maybe it was just to cover up her inner timidity.

On her bedside table, there is a photo frame, which should have been a family photo.

Tang Yue, as a little girl, stood in the center. On her left was a Chinese man who looked very ordinary, but the person on her right was cut off by Tang Yue, with only part of his body visible.

Soon, it was the day before the game.

Today's game is crucial for the Glee Club.

Because they only need to beat their opponents to enter the continental finals.

The continental champion can compete for the national championship, but the runner-up has to pay for it.

For this group of people, they never thought that they could enter the national competition, and winning the prize money was their biggest wish.

Kevin had long discovered that the enthusiasm of this group of people during training had been greatly improved.

At this moment, Lin Xuaner suddenly found Kevin and said seriously, "Teacher, I wrote a song myself. Can I use it in the competition?"

"What?"

Lin Xuaner's words were heard by everyone, and everyone stared at her in amazement.

On the one hand, it was because of her courage, and on the other hand, it was because this approach was not in line with Lin Xuaner's past personality.

Kevin came back to his senses and half explained, half evaded, "But you know, the competition is tomorrow. If we change the song now, it means we only have one day of rehearsal. That's not enough."

"What's going on?" Wang Xingrui nudged Tang Yue with her elbow. "What happened to her today?"

"I don't know!" Tang Yue was also confused: "Is it because she wants to show off her singing skills?"

"Actually, there's no problem with her singing lead," Wang Xingrui said, not being the type to be assertive. "But why did they suddenly change the song?"

"I think it's great," Su Yin said, already blending into the choir. "What's the defining characteristic of our choir? Originality! But here we are, this time we have to cover an opera. And our opponent, McKinney Mission High School, is best at opera. Aren't we using our weaknesses to compete with their strengths?"

It has to be said that after Su Yin said this, the members who originally thought that Lin Xuan'er was being unreasonable fell silent.

"Teacher," Lin Xuan'er insisted, "It's fine if you reject me, but before that, you can take a look at the lyrics. Oh, and I've recorded half a song myself. I've already sent it to your email."

No matter what, Kevin had to listen to the song before making a decision, otherwise it would be disrespectful to Lin Xuaner.

After he got the lyrics and read them carefully, his expression changed.

After he put on his headphones and listened to Lin Xuaner's audition, Kevin's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I think we can give it a try!"