Chapter 63 Mr Taylor’s Pick
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“Mr. Taylor, it’s such an honor to have you here. The homeroom teacher greeted him warmly, walking up with a bright
smile
Taylor returned a polite nod and smile
Inade the classroom, everyone had their eyes glued to the famous TV director. Excitement buzzed in the air
Lacey, however, lowered her gaze.
A creeping sense of unease spread through her chest.
Wasn’t Mr. Taylor coming to Stellarford specifically because of her?
But when he looked at her just now… he didn’t seem interested. At all.
“Lacey” one of her classmates leaned toward her and whispered, grin wide and eyes sparkling. “You ready? Your golden nicket’s about to arrive.
“We’re nervous just thinking about it for you!”
But Lacey didn’t feel a hint of joy.
Her lips pressed into a tight line as her eyes flicked over to Taylor. Every part of her screamed this isn’t right.
“Mr. Taylor, we heard you’re here to see a certain girl in our class?” The teacher chuckled, easing into small talk. “She’s a really talented student—”.
As she spoke, she glanced in Lacey’s direction and waved her over,
“Lacey, come up here.”
Lacey stood up automatically.
Her mind was blank
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, she stiffly walked up to Mr. Taylor.
“Mr. Taylor, bello” She gave a small smile and greeted him politely.
This time, Taylor looked at her.
Really looked at her.
And after a moment, he frowned.
The teacher noticed his expression shift and leaned in with a concerned whisper. “Is something wrong? Is there a problem?”
Taylor didn’t sugarcoat things.
“You called her up here to recommend her!” His tone was perfectly neutral. “But I already told you–I’ve made my choice.”
The entire class fell silent.
Everyone blinked
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That comedy twist just turned into a full–on farce.
Lacey how was she going to save face now?
Back at the front of the class, Lacey stood frozen in place. The air felt like ice against her skin.
Taylor’s words rang in her ears like a death sentence.
It wasn’t her.
She wasn’t the one
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“But didn’t you say you were interested in the girl who played the lead in the Hope Cup performance?” the teacher asked again, now clearly confused. “That was her..”
“It wasn’t her,” Taylor replied crisply.
He paused. Then added with a small smile, “As far as I’m concerned, the real star of that play was the tree. She was the soul of
the scene.”
Another beat of stunned silence.
Everyone’s mind raced to catch up.
Wait–he meant…
The tree?!
So that meant Jean?
Lacey’s eyes turned glassy red.
She said nothing.
Just turned, walked stiffly back to her desk, and sat down in silence.
She felt humiliated.
She wanted to disappear.
The teacher was frozen in place, unable to speak.
It took her a long moment to catch up.
Then she turned to Jean, slowly lifting her hand to point in her direction. “You mean.. that student over there?”
Every head swiveled toward Jean.
All eyes locked on her.
Jean blinked.
Taylor followed the teacher’s hand and looked straight at her. His face lit up
with joy.
“That’s right. It’s you.”
He walked over with a warm smile and stopped beside Jean’s desk. “I loved your performance as the Tree. Would you be interested in joining my new show?”
Lacey bit down hard on her lip.
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Across the room, her classmates sat in shocked silence. A few couldn’t hide their jealousy.
Il hat kind of tested luck did Jean have to land this??
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Taylor took Jean out to the terrace for a private chat.
“I’m not really interested.” Before he could say a word, Jean cut him off bluntly.
Taylor looked stunned. “Wait–I haven’t even explained anything yet,”
Jean puffed out her cheeks slightly.
She really wasn’t interested.
Filming a variety show sounded like way too much work. Not worth it
Reading was fine because it didn’t cost her much effort–she already knew all the material anyway.
If schoolwork ever got exhausting, she’d probably find a way to take a break from that, too.
She hadn’t forgotten her life’s mission to be a peaceful little slacker.
“I think it’s worth checking out before you make a decision,” Taylor said carefully. “Just to be clear, I’m not offering you a guaranteed role. I’m inviting you to audition. If the team thinks you’re a good fit, and you’re interested, then we can talk
contracts.
“Even more reason for me not to go,” Jean muttered “Too much effort.”
Taylor was speechless.
He rubbed his forehead.
This was the first time anyone had turned him down so decisively..
“Look, all I’m saying is, it doesn’t hurt to explore the possibility. If it feels like the right fit, great. If not, no pressure.”
“I don’t even want to explore,” Jean deadpanned.
We’re offering a 100,000 appearance fee.” Taylor added finally, dead serious.
Jean looked up and met his eyes. “Deal”
Never say no to easy money.
Taylor was speechless.
