CHAPTER 14: DEBUT STAGE

Chester Sheffield was still looking at the trainees’ information. When he heard the conversation, his brows knitted tightly together for a long moment, then he responded with a "Hmm," clearly displeased.

Who knows what background this trainee has; the program team directly went through the backdoor, assigning her to Class A.

It’s not the first time Chester encountered such a thing, but no matter how many times it happens, he still feels disgusted, extending his dislike towards Mia Sutton herself. He doesn’t even want to watch the upcoming performance.

No matter what he feels inside, he cannot show it on camera, but the trainees could clearly see that the mentors’ expressions were not good.

They’ve more or less heard about Mia Sutton, and before coming, their managers would brief them on some contestants, including Mia Sutton, known for her vase persona!

All the trainees sat in their places with interest, waiting to see Mia Sutton make a fool of herself.

The stage was rather dark, until a burst of light suddenly turned on, with dazzling lights pouring down, falling on the center of the stage. Compared to the darkness elsewhere, the person in the center now seemed bathed in a holy light.

Faced with this scene, everyone’s hearts trembled, a breathtaking amazement rose from within. No matter how poor Mia Sutton’s professional skills are, her beauty is genuinely acknowledged, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been labeled a vase.

Sometimes, even being a vase requires some capital.

On stage, the girl wore a blue dress, with tassels tied around her waist accentuating its slenderness, seemingly unable to withstand a firm grasp.

The layered hanfu showed no heaviness, instead fitting perfectly, with the hem embroidered with intricate patterns, the flowers stitched seemed budding, while a thin veil added a touch of mystic beauty.

Standing on stage, her brows lowered, she was like a static ink painting; it’s no wonder she amazed everyone, she indeed had the attributes for it.

This outfit was prepared by the show since they found out she would be performing classical dance. Mia Sutton knew what the show intended with this costume.

After all, the clothes are indeed beautiful, but if you were to dance in them, it’d be quite troublesome and limiting.

The program’s sole purpose in doing this was to highlight her vase attribute, hence elevating the show’s attention.

On stage, as the music played, Mia Sutton’s beautiful eyes curved, she chuckled softly, "I can’t have mixed on so many platforms for nothing, can I?"

Then she moved, the dress hem, the water sleeves, gracefully danced along with her, extraordinarily enchanting!

Classical dance is challenging; it’s unlike some modern styles that are intense and explosive, or very adept at stirring emotions, thus inherently not advantageous.

But Mia Sutton is different; she adapted the dance moves to be clean without losing beauty, seemingly gentle yet not lacking in strength.

With each spin, each leap, accompanied by the sway of the sleeves, one is drawn to envision a stunning painting unfolding, truly a visual feast!

She altered some bold moves but without causing the slightest discord, indeed it felt just right.

Until the dance concluded, the audience fell silent, each person stunned, unable to recover from the previous performance.

Everyone even harbored the same question, is she... Mia Sutton, the vase?

Chris Gordon was the first to speak; compared to earlier, his face now bore a hint of a smile, as he took the microphone: "Mia Sutton, right... that was a fantastic performance, I quite liked it."

With his voice fading, the audience snapped out of their daze, starting to applaud.