Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 605

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The students who hadn't caught the earlier rumors were completely stunned.

Marshall gestured for Mira to sit down. "Did you all know Mira scored a 735 on her entrance exams? She was the valedictorian of the Melvion state."

"What?! A 735! That's just unfair."

In reality, Mira had only scored a 730 on the exams. The extra five points were bonus credits from an academic decathlon, a fact she only found out later.

"She's a famous singer and a composer. How is she also a genius?"

"I could accept the genius part, but why does she have to be so stunningly gorgeous too?"

"God plays favorites. How did she win every genetic lottery?"

"She's talented, but she also grinds hard."

"Hard work beats talent, but when talent works hard, you're just screwed."

Every student who made it into this university was incredibly driven and ambitious.

Aside from their blatant awe, most of the class felt a renewed wave of motivation. They were determined to work even harder to carve out their own brilliant futures.

But there were always those few who believed the universe revolved around them, who felt they deserved to be the center of attention.

Take Vanessa Voss, for instance. She was grinding her teeth in quiet fury. "She's just an entertainer. A glorified court jester. Why is everyone obsessing over her?

I'm the true heiress here. I come from a powerful family, I work hard, and I excel at everything.

Mira could work her entire miserable life and never amass the kind of wealth sitting in my trust fund."

Jillian Lowe, who was sitting next to Vanessa and possessed a keen talent for reading the room, noticed her anger. "What do you think would happen if we brought the Campus Belle, Luna Lance, in here? The whole room would go wild, wouldn't it?"

"Why would I care if the room goes wild?"

Vanessa kept her expression perfectly haughty.

"Of course, of course. Someone as sophisticated as you wouldn't care about such trivial things. But have pity on us commoners. I'd love to see the look on everyone's faces."

"Then go invite her."

But Mira was telling the truth. She had far too much on her plate to manage class administrative duties.

Besides, it wasn't like she needed to hunt for a job after graduation.

Since Mira turned it down, Harvey, who seemed to follow her every move, immediately refused the position as well.

That didn't stop a dozen other students from practically throwing themselves at the opportunity.

Ultimately, a guy named Reece Hamilton stepped up and eagerly claimed the glorious, exhausting job.

Meanwhile, the class had started chanting, demanding Mira sing them a song.

Marshall had already finished his necessary announcements. He gave Mira a supportive smile. "Why not give them one song?"

Faced with such overwhelming enthusiasm, Mira couldn't bring herself to ruin the mood.

"I can sing, but there's no backing track, and I haven't warmed up. If I sound terrible, don't hold it against me."

"Don't worry! Even if you bomb it, we'll still love it!"