Phoenix Rising: From Heartache to Heroism novel Chapter 82

"Yes, President, our popping dance is more challenging. With so many of us, our stage presence is superior!"

"She can't compare to all of us alone. If the audience has any discernment, they will definitely vote for us!"

"Just now, the applause when we left the stage was much louder than hers. What's the big deal?"

"Isn't that right, President?"

Lucy's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't find the words to respond.

She didn't want to admit that they had lost. However, as a professional dancer, Lucy couldn't deny that Violeta's performance just now was impressive.

She could only turn her head and look at Zelena, asking, "Didn't you say she had no dance background?"

Zelena immediately clicked her tongue, "I... I don't know when she learned. She has no dance background."

Someone raised a question, "Could it be that Violeta found a teacher?"

"But didn't Lucy say before that there is no one else who can teach at such a high level except for the master of classical dance, Grace?"

"Grace has stopped accepting students. How could Violeta have been taught by her?"

Lucy said, "Strictly speaking, Grace isn't stopping accepting students. She only accepts the last one as her final closed-door disciple."

"Six years ago, Grace made it clear that she would carefully select her final disciple, choosing only the best of the best."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

If Violeta is truly Grace's disciple, she must be the one in a million that Grace had spoken of.

It was already rare to be recognized by Grace as a dancer, but to receive such high praise meant that Violeta must be someone exceptional in her eyes.

Casey clenched her fists and firmly declared, "It's impossible. Violeta can't be the one. Don't be discouraged, everyone. She's just better at stage design than us."

Zelena nodded in agreement. "That's right! Besides, the results haven't been announced yet. We must be the winners!"

Could Violeta alone have the potential to break their reign as number one?

Just the thought of it made them feel extremely dissatisfied.

However, reality always had a way of humbling people.

Finally, the voting results were announced.

As expected, the tennis club won by an overwhelming majority of votes.

The dance club had lost!

Upon hearing the news, everyone backstage jumped for joy.

"Wow, we won!"

"We won! This is amazing!"

Kaylee happily embraced Violeta and said, "Vio, we won!"

"Violeta, you truly are our tennis club's treasure! This is the first time we've felt so triumphant. We finally defeated the dance club at the Moon Festival! Let's see if they dare to be arrogant next time we meet!"

"This is fantastic!"

Everyone gathered around Violeta, spinning in circles of celebration.

Violeta had put a lot of effort into practicing her dance. Now that she had achieved first place, she was naturally overjoyed.

She also felt that she had fulfilled her dedication to herself in her previous life. Even though her ballet performance had not been broadcast on television, it had been performed in front of so many audience members, which made all her hard work worthwhile.

"Oh, by the way! Now that the competition is over, we can settle the score!"