Chapter 60 A Helping Hand

Naomi’s no skills were of a caliber that couldpete on an international stage. But Eliza

Zayden and Eliza had grown up together, how could he not know whether Eliza could y the piano?

Trying to cram at thest minute won’t work. You should know that,” Zayden said.

There’s no need to say more.” Eliza replied indifferently. “If there’s nothing else, I need to go practice. Don’t waste my time.”

With that. Eliza turned and left. Zayden watched her retreating figure, his expression darkening.

In the evening, it was time for practice.

Eliza went to the music ssroom.

There was bonly /bone piano in the room, and Naomi was seated in front of it, her fingers dancing nimbly over the keys like skillful butterflies. The music teacher was giving her meticulous guidance.

A crowd of students had gathered around to watch.

Borrowing the piano seemed out of the question.

Eliza let out a selfb–/bmocking smile.

The Rivers family bactually /bowned an expensive piano, there was no need for Naomi to upy the school’s piano. Naomi’s actions were clearly meant to prevent me from bpracticing/b.

At that moment, Naomi inside the ssroom noticed the gaze from outside and nced at Eliza, her eyes carrying a barely perceptible challenge.

Not far baway/b. Henry and Colton hade to observe the rehearsal on the seventh floor but happened to witness this scene

Henry’s expression darkened as he watched Eliza bleave/b.

“bColton/b, do you think one needs an actual piano to y?” Henry asked.

“What nonsense?” Colton replied coldly. “Are you thinking of bringing your piano to school?b” /b

Is it possible?”

The next afternoon, Henry covered Eliza’s eyes and led her to the table. “Dost move! Don’t open your eyes! It’ll be done in a Second!

As he spoke, Henry released his hand from over Eliza’s eyes.

There on the btable /bwas a roll–up electronic keyboard.

This electronic keyboard bwas /bas thin as a sheet of paper and could produce sound whenid out band /byed on a table.

Eliza bwas /btaken aback when she saw it.

“What do byou /bbthink/b? I know the school only has one piano, and the music teacher has already bgiven /bit to Naomi for use. But don’t worry, I have a trick up my sleeve!”

Henry exined, “This bwas /bmine when I bwas /bba /bkid. I’ve never even bopened /bit. Don’t bworry /babout noise when you use it bjust /bput on headphones, and it’ll be the same.”

With bthat/b. Henry handed Eliza ba /bbnoise/bb–/bcanceling bheadphone /bband /bsaid, “See, this should meet your practice bneeds/b, bright/bb?/bb” /b

bLooking /bat bthe /bnoise–canceling headphone in her bhand /band then at the electronic keyboard on the table, Eliza smiled band /bbsaid/b. “Thank you, Henry…

“You’re wee. We’re ssmates; it’s normal to help each other out.”

Henry ruffled Eliza’s hair, his bgaze /bsoftening as he bsaid/b, “Go ahead and practice. I believe you’ll y better bthan /bNaomi.”

“You… believe in meb?/b”

“Of course. It’s not just me; Colton, Lewis, and everyone in bss /bSix believes in you too.”

Henry ced his hand on Colton’s shoulder.

Colton, with a stern face, said, “I’m not that bored; I just happened to have a noise–canceling headphone at home.”

“Don’t be shy.” Henry teased. “Lewis also helped out. He got this from the music teacher.”

With that, Henry ced the key to the music ssroom in Eliza’s hand.

“The piano is school property, so technically, it shouldn’t be used after school. But with this, you can practice after school every day, as long as no one finds out, Henry whispered, bmaking /ba shushing gesture.

Eliza looked down at the key in her hand, a smile spreading across her face.

In my previous life. I didn’t have many friends.

This was the first time I had experienced the feeling of being trusted and supported by friends.

“Thank you all. I’ll do my best,” Eliza said.

Henry replied, “I don’t know why this New Year’s Eve party is so important to you, but that’s okay. We all support you.”

Colton added indifferently. Just don’t make our efforts in vain. At least don’t be worse than the people from ss One.”

“I know. I won’t be worse than them.” Eliza smiled.

The New Year’s Eve party was just around the corner.

Every night, Eliza would go to the music ssroom to practice when no one was baround/bb. /b

In terms of piano, Eliza’s talent was limited, but thanks to her long hours of practice in her previous life, she had gradually caught up through hard work.

As a child, she hadn’t always had ess to a piano.

bShe /bcould only sit in front of it and imitate Naomi’s ying when to one was home.

Having boften /blistened to the music teacher’s lectures on music theory for Naomi, she had picked up some knowledge herself. As she grew older, she became bmore /bproficient.

Eventually, she became quite skilled. Even her teacher had said that bher /bdiligence bcould /bsurpass those with natural talent.

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