Becky pondered for a moment, then put on a solemn air as she told Anya, "I remember who it was. Ann Grandelle."
Anya and Richie snapped their little mouths shut, the anticipation vanishing from their eyes. "Never heard of her!"
Anya and Richie spoke in unison, then pouted and trudged ahead with their heads down.
Richie followed behind Anya and ahead of Becky, forcing Becky to keep pace with them.
"Listen, you two. Ann Grandelle has a very distinctive appearance: rare black hair and black eyes. They say she's gentle and refined in the way she treats people. Being around her feels like listening to music."
Becky followed behind Anya and Richie, chattering nonstop.
Anya showed no reaction. Only juicy gossip could get her truly excited.
The mention of black hair and black eyes stirred something in Richie. Those were typically East Asian features.
To help Dad complete his mission, it looks like I'll definitely have to meet this Ann what's-her-name.
Registration for "The Voice of Eden" opened today, and nearly half the children in Anya and Richie's class signed up.
Each grade had over two hundred and ninety students, and the preliminary round alone would eliminate more than two hundred.
Apparently, everyone was after that star. They were all thinking that if they happened to advance and even win the championship, wouldn't that be a star earned for practically nothing?
But most of them lacked one crucial piece of information: that fourth-year student had won the competition every year since enrolling three years ago.
She was determined to win again in her fourth year.
Richie and Anya both signed up, as did Si Ang, Second Son, and Becky.
They had music class today, and everyone paid close attention, except for Anya and Richie, who were asleep.
Richie's drool soaked