Storyroom - Webnovel & Story Competitive Intelligence｜Ad Analysis by SocialPeta

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1. Basic Information of Storyroom - Webnovel & Story

App Name : Storyroom - Webnovel & Story

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OS : iOS

Network : Facebook,Instagram,Messenger

Developer : HK IReader Technology Limited

Publisher : Facebook,Instagram

Total creative ads during the time period : 4,442

Duration : 138

Popularity : 306,053

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2. Storyroom - Webnovel & Story’s Competitive Intelligence

what is competitive intelligence? Competitive intelligence is the most important part of our marketing. Only when we fully understand the overall situation of our competitors and the market can we make accurate judgments.

Before advertising, we usually use various tools, such as SocialPeta, to check the details of competitors' ads. In this report, we will analyze the recent advertising performance of advertiser Storyroom - Webnovel & Story in detail to understand its advertising strategy.

Trend of Category

There are many types of creatives. We mainly analyze the trend of the ad creative category of Storyroom - Webnovel & Story in the recent period. As of 2021-03-15, among the Storyroom - Webnovel & Story‘s ad creative, the Html category's proportion is 0.0%, Video category's proportion is 38.73%, Playable Ads category's proportion is 0.0%, Image category's proportion is 61.27%, Carousel category's proportion is 0.0%.

Ad Network Analysis

The network that SocialPeta monitors can cover almost all mainstream channels in the world. Understanding the competitor's advertising channels is the first step in marketing work. According to the analysis of SocialPeta, we can see that in the date of 2021-03-15, Storyroom - Webnovel & Story's the proportion of networks impressions are placed like this:

Facebook's proportion is 36.48%,

Instagram's proportion is 30.43%,

Messenger's proportion is 16.56%,

Audience Network's proportion is 16.53%,

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In the date of 2021-03-15, Storyroom - Webnovel & Story‘s network with the most ads is Facebook and its proportion is 33.53%.

3. Top 3 Ad Creative Analysis of Storyroom - Webnovel & Story

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Top 1 Ad Creative of Storyroom - Webnovel & Story

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Text ：Chapter 1 She Met a Bastard
In a luxurious villa.
A young and handsome man had just come out from the bathroom. His sturdy waist was only wrapped by a towel, showing the masculine strength and beauty, as if he was the Apollo in the tales.
"Damn it." With a low curse, the man lowered his head with annoyance and vexation appearing in his face.
He picked up his cell phone and dialed the assistant's number.
"I drank the wrong stuff at the party. Hurry up." The low sound showed his impatience.
"Ok, right away."
In front of the sign of a landscape light, a girl dressed in thin clothes, looking up at the zigzag route on the map. She felt quite speechless.
She came here just for a trip, but she didn’t expect that she should get lost.
It was even more infuriating that her phone was out of battery. And she hadn’t even seen a hint of footprint along the way.
She did not know that she had entered the luxurious private villa complex.
She could only continue to walk forward. Finally, a magnificent villa appeared in the darkness of the night. Her heart was filled with joy. There was the hope. Although the villa seemed unapproachable, she had no choice but to enter the villa in order to ask the way back to her hotel.
She rang the bell.
The door opened with a splat.
She was stunned for a moment. She hadn't expected that she would be lucky enough to get the door open.
Stepping into the luxurious hall that was like a palace, Moira Garcia was puzzled and asked toward the quiet hall, "Is there anyone here?"
No one answered her. She felt wired, because the lights were turned on and it was obvious that someone had just opened the door for her. It was impossible that nobody was here!

Moira walked up on the stairs step by step and saw the master bedroom with the lights on. She swallowed her salvia due to anxiety.
She had been lost for half an hour, and if she couldn’t find someone to ask the way, she would have to spend this night out in the open air.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" She asked as she was stepping towards the half-open bedroom door.
Suddenly...

Chapter 2 A Cute Baby
Three days later.
The sky was cloudy. In the airport, Moira hailed a taxi, being terribly upset. The taxi driver was asking where she was going.
She told him the address of her fiancé, Morgan Ashton.
What happened at that night was lingering over her like a nightmare, tormenting her.
She even didn't know what she would say when she saw Morgan, but she wanted to see him.
Their wedding ceremony would be held in a week.
When she arrived at the villa, it was only around seven in the morning. She thought Morgan must be exhausted from his recent work at the company.
She gently pushed open the door and walked in secretly. She placed the luggage at the entrance of the hall and went upstairs step by step.
She was extremely tired. She really wanted to jump to Morgan's embrace and cry.
She gently opened the door of the master bedroom as she expected to see Morgan's sleeping face.
However, what appeared in front of her shocked her.
She burst into anger when she saw her fiancé was hugging a naked woman. It overwhelmed her, because she was her little half-sister, Molly Garcia, who was just one year younger than her. They seemed to have made out crazily last night together.
The messy clothes scattered under the bed and the disgusting smell in the air caused Moira to cover her mouth. Her eyes were wide open.
She ran out the door as quickly as possible.
A week later, she sent a message to her family and Morgan. After she annulled the wedding ceremony, she disappeared.
Five years later.
In the airport lobby, a woman dressed in a fashionable white skirt walked out, holding a cute little boy's hand, who was as tall as her waist.
The woman elegance gave others a feeling of classical beauty. Her skin was tender as babies’, and her eyes were enchanting, and her posture indicated that she was easygoing. Her eyes that were as clear as water, focused on the boy next to her, filled with indescribable gentleness.
She had already become a bright spot in the crowd, and the little boy she holding also attracted attention of all the passengers around her. He was dressed in a fashionable black sweater matched with dark jeans, small gray sneakers. He was oval faced. He had perfect features. Soft black hair covered his plump porcelain-white forehead. At such a young age, he looked like the most eye-catching young model.
He was just a four-year-old child, but people could feel he was a noble gentleman.
"Mommy, will Grandpa really like me?" The little guy looked up at her mother. He was very curious about his grandfather, who he had never met before.
"Of course, he will." Moira smiled as she caressed her son's small head.

Chapter 3 Return to Her Hometown
Back then, she didn't explain anything and just resolutely cancelled wedding. The Garcias and Ashtons had a very long friendship, but her behavior embarrassed them. Her father was so furious that he didn't speak with her for a year. And he was more disappointed when she gave birth to this child.
As her stepmother and her stepsister kept talking bad things about her around her father, their relationship became bad. Her father thought that she was the person with wrong values and had sex with unknown man.
She hadn't been home for five years, but time had made her father accept her mistakes. And she would occasionally send him photos of herself and her child.
When he was sick three days ago, he gave her a call and told her to come home and bring his grandson back.
After living abroad five years, Moira had forget everything that happened five years ago. Now, what she only cared about in her life was this little child. She didn’t want to fuss about old grievance any longer.
The taxi drove to the Garcia's from the airport.
Standing at the entrance of Garcia’s luxurious mansion, Moira breathed a sigh slightly. Ever since her mother had passed away, her family had never been reunited.
Melissa Wilde brought her daughter to this house in an imposing manner. After the marriage of her father and mother, the news about that her father had an illegitimate child was revealed three months later.
She had hated her father and struggled for this family, but her mother had left eventually. As the daughter, she could only silently accept this fact.
However, in this family, she gradually became an outsider.
"Mommy... What are you thinking about? "A childish voice sounded by her side. Moira was back from her thoughts, compressed her lips into a smile, and stepped down to tidy up her son's hood. "Remember to be polite, do you know?"
"Yes! I know." The little guy's lips curved into a smile. His two large eyes, like sparkling stars, were so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away from them. Ever since she gave birth to her son, Moira finally decided to let go of her grudge against that. Her son was becoming more and more handsome, but his facial features didn’t resemble hers, which made her speechless.
No matter what happened, the child belonged to her alone, but for that damned bastard, she didn't want to see him again for the rest of her life.
Moira stood up and rang the bell. Not long later, the servant opened the door and said in surprise, "Miss Moira, you're finally back. This must be your son! He's really pretty."
"Is my dad at home?"
"Yes, he is. Ms. Melissa and Miss Molly are also here." The smile on the servant's face was unnatural.
Moira already didn't care about her stepmother and half-sister anymore. She was only bringing her son back to visit her father.
When Moira led the little guy in, her father, Elias Garcia, was making tea on the sofa in the hall. As he looked up and saw her daughter and grandson, he put down his teacup and stood up in a hurry.
"Dad, I'm back." Moira immediately greeted her father. She had to put his prejudice aside because they are still family.
"I am happy that you're back." Elias looked at her eldest daughter, who was becoming more and more beautiful. His gaze partly rested on the little boy beside her.
On the photos, he already knew what his grandson looked like, but he was still excited when he saw such a cute and handsome grandson in reality. "You're Lucas, aren't you?"
"Hello, Grandpa." Lucas Garcia bowed and addressed his grandfather politely.
"Come here and let your grandfather have a good look." Elias's heart immediately became warm by the boy’s greet.
The little guy immediately jumped into Elias's arms. Elias gave him a hug and began to carefully look him up and down at once. Then, he complacently raised his eyebrows, "This child's eyebrows are similar to mine."

Chapter 4 The Cute Boy
Moira wanted to roll her eyes at her father. She looked at her father's eyebrows and then looked at her son’s. There was no similarity between them. However, she couldn't help but smile.
She was delighted, because her father loved her son.
In front of the handrail on the second floor, Melissa and Molly were looking at the scene. Both of them flashed resentment and regret in their eyes. Melissa snorted unhappily, because her husband was so happy for an illegitimate child.
"You have just come back, and I thought you were going to arrive in the afternoon!" Melissa pretended to welcome Moira’s arrival as she walked downstairs.
"Aunt!" Moira indifferently greeted Melissa. When she glanced at Molly's face, the looking in her eyes became cold.
"This child is so cute and handsome." Melissa actually couldn't lose her attraction of being a hostess in front of her husband. When she sat down and reached out for Lucas, Moira immediately felt tensed up. She was afraid that Melissa would hurt her son in the dark.
Anyway, she knew very well that how wicked her stepmother and half-sister were. .
"My dear sister," Molly smiled proudly as she walked over to Moira. "Long time no see."
Moira turned her head away to avoid seeing her. Five years ago, the scene of naked Molly hugging her fiancé still broke her heart at times.
Morgan was her childhood sweetheart, and their relationship was intimate. She hated Morgan and her shameless half-sister. No matter how long their relationship lasted, it would be no match for ‘fresh’ feeling! That year, she was hurt by two things. Her virginity had been destroyed, and her fiancé had cheated on her. She had believed that there wasn't any good man in the world.
"Melissa, go to clean up the guest room for Moira and her son."
"No need, Dad. I plan to bring Lucas to stay with my good friend."
"You have a family. How can you live outside?"
"She's my best friend." Moira insisted on herself because she would be worried about her son living in this house. Her stepmother and half-sister were not easy to deal with. Father's love for Lucas had already made them jealous.
"Grandfather, that's my godmother's home. I also want to see her." Lucas also spoke for his mother.
"Alright! It's up to you guys!" Elias stopped arguing and stood up to hold Lucas’ hand. "Take a walk in the garden with grandfather."
Lucas immediately smiled and held his hand. Elias's heart that had always been stone-cold was warmed by his smile.
He thought that he owed his daughter and grandson in all these years. No matter what happened, he was still his grandson.
Moira didn't follow them out. Her father wanted to have a happy time with his grandson, so it wouldn't be good if she went out with them. "Moira, why did you come back suddenly? Don’t you feel comfortable abroad? "Molly said in a mocking voice.
"This is my home, why can't I come back?" Moira cast a cold glance at her. Melissa looked at her in surprise. In the past five years, she seemed to have changed a lot. Although she was still jealous of her beautiful face, she had to admit that her temperament was more charming. Looking at her daughter again, although she was also pretty, she seemed to be worse than Moira.
"I now know why you didn't marry Morgan. Counting the date of your son's birth, you had betrayed him long time ago," Molly scoffed.
Moira didn’t want to mention the history. "Well, since you like him, I'll give him to you."
"It's really as you wish. I'm already Morgan's girlfriend. We're getting engaged soon," Molly sneered with pride.

Chapter 5 Her Sister's Complacency
Moira thought that she would no longer feel heartache for this man, but at this moment, she felt that it was difficult to breathe as if her heart was clenched by a hand.
She still cared about him, because that man had been in her heart for so long, and she had loved him so deeply. She had not eliminated her affection for him even after five years. "You should know the Ashton family’s current position and wealth! That's the height you can only look up to, and I will become Morgan's wife and be envied by everyone." Molly smiled even more complacently.
Melissa pretended to be annoyed as she looked at her daughter. "Why are you telling her this? Right now, the Ashton family has no relationship with her. They still have a grudge against her for running away from the wedding!"
Moira looked at the two hypocritical women as they bragged their relationship with the Ashton family, which was one of the richest families in the country. Even the Garcia family wouldn't be able to match up to them. However, no matter how rich the Ashton family was, what did it have to do with her? "Don't worry, I won't envy you. You will get married to Morgan! I wish you all the best." Moira said these words coldly, completely sounding like a curse.
Molly knew Moira's meaning and her facial expression changed. "Moira, don't be too complacent. When I marry Morgan, you'll know what kind of life I'll live. When that happens, you'll probably cry because you're jealous of me!"
"There won't be such a day," Moira snorted coldly.
At the back of gate of the hall, a small figure clenched his small fists in anger. He would have gone for a walk with Elias, but Elias had to answer an important call, so he came back. He didn't know that he would see that his mother was bullied by these two women. The little guy bit his thin lip, and a person appeared in his mind. It was a heroic man, and he was his father who he had never seen before.
"Yes, as long as we can find Daddy, Mommy won't be bullied again."
The little guy clenched his fists. He had to find his father to protect his mother as soon as possible.
After having lunch, Moira brought Lucas to meet her good friend, Libby Baker. Staying with her stepmother and half-sister, she wasn't at ease with her son's safety.
Her good friend, Libby, who was no longer the Libby in the past, became a popular actress who had worked hard in the entertainment industry for five years. She owned a very beautiful apartment, and she had just woken up when Moira arrived.
"Godmother," Lucas called her in a sweet voice.
Libby hugged him and kissed him, "Dear Lucas, I miss you so much."
"Libby, what is the life of a big star like you? Why did you only just wake up so late? "
"I had recited the lines for the whole night. I'm so tired that I'm about to faint. Come in."
"Have you eaten?"
"No!"
"Is there anything to eat at home?"
"Instant noodles, snacks ... and frozen dumplings."
Moira looked at her and shook her head. "I'll cook some dumplings for you! Don't make yourself starve, or your stomach will hurt."
Libby held Lucas on the sofa, kissed his cheeks again, and said to Moira, "you cook lunch for me, and I take care of your son."
"You should take care of yourself."
"I don't have a son, so I can eat anything at any time. If I have a handsome and cute son like you, then my life will be regular. Moira, how did you give birth to such a handsome son? He's even more handsome than any man I've ever seen, and he's going to get women crazy for him in the future. "

Chapter 6 The Talented Child
"Godmother, why do you mean?" Lucas was puzzled.
Moira glared at Libby and warned, "You're not allowed to misguide my son." "It means that you are handsome and good-looking, there will definitely be a large group of girls who will like you in the future."
"I don't want them! I only want Mommy."
Libby giggled and asked, "What about me? You don't want me anymore?"
Lucas quickly put his arms around her neck. "I want you, too." Libby was satisfied. "That's right."
When Moira was cooking in the kitchen, Libby crossed her arms and was about to speak to Moira in private.
Lucas was holding a remote control of TV, looking for his favorite channel, but suddenly he stopped and heard a host's standard news voice saying, "We are waiting for you with special skills. As long as you are no younger than four years old and have a skill, you can come to the competition. We will be waiting here for your talented child to shine in the stage. We are also looking for the most unique child in the world. Come! Baby, we welcome your participation. Please dial us!"
Lucas stared at the phone number on the screen and quickly memorized it. He then found the pen and paper next to him and wrote it down completely.
He picked up his godmother's phone and dialed the number.
"Hello, may I help you?" It was a voice with smile at the other end. "Hello, auntie, I want to sign up for the competition."
"Great! May I ask how old are you? What kind of special skills do you have?"
"I'm 4 years old. I have passed the piano test of level six. Am I qualified for it? "
"You are only four years old and already have passed the piano test of level six? That's great! Do you want to sign up for our competition?"
"Yes, I want to sign up for it. Is that ok?"
"Of course. Can you please let your parents answer the phone?"
Lucas raised his head and saw Libby looking at him with her arms crossed. She had also heard about the competition, but she didn't expect that he would be interested in it.
When Lucas saw Libby, he immediately laughed, "Mommy, come and answer the phone!"
Libby was stunned for a few seconds, but then she knew that there was someone on the other end of the line. She quickly sat down and answered the phone, "Hello." "Hello, may I ask if you are the mother of that child who called us before?"
"Umm... Yes, I am."
"Your child is four years old. Does he have passed the piano test of level six?"
"Yes, he is talented and good at playing the piano."
"Then can you bring him here for register? We welcome him very much. "
"Alright! When?"
"Better this afternoon, because our registration deadline is 12 o'clock tonight." "Alright! I'll take him in the afternoon." After Libby finished her words, she hung up the phone and seriously looked at Lucas. "Are you sure you want to sign up for it?" "Yes! I want to sign up for it!" Lucas nodded his head firmly.
"You're sure that you can pass the piano test of level six?" She was astonished!
"Of course!"
"Your mommy has just passed the piano test of level eight." Libby didn't quite believe it.
At this moment, Moira walked out from the kitchen with dumplings in her hands. "Don't underestimate him. Lucas is indeed at the level of six."
"OMG! He is indeed a talented child! Alright, I will bring you to register this afternoon."
"No. You are a popular star, so if you go to the television station, you will definitely cause chaos. I'll bring him there!"
"Mommy, do you really agree to my participation?" Lucas did not believe her mother to not object to it.

Chapter 7 The Little Child Participated in the Contest
Moira smiled and touched his little head. "Of course I agree with it! This is a good opportunity for you to be emboldened in the stage. Besides, I believe my son will definitely be able to do it."
"Yes, I won't let Mommy down. I will definitely take the first prize so that Mommy will be proud." Lucas happily laughed. A pair of large watery black eyes flickered with shrewd thoughts!
He hadn't thought that it would be done so easily.
Moira thought that it was good that her son was willing to participate in the competition. It could not only show his ability, but also let him be more confident and energetic. He could also become more courageous by this opportunity. After dinner, Moira borrowed a car from Libby and brought her son to register at the Children's Channel station. Libby wanted to go, but due to her star status, she had to wait at home for news.
Moira signed up for her son. Lucas was a competitor for playing the piano, so he had to pass a few piano contests firstly. His small hands were still plump. However, when they were quickly moving on the piano, a string of perfect notes formed and the rhyme was incredible. Several staff on the side was astounded. "This kid is great, and he'll definitely become the most dazzling star on our show. Alright, he passed the test. Our program will be divided into four rounds: the first round, second round, semifinal, and final. As long as your son wins the first prize, we still reward him fifty thousand dollars for his further study."
Moira stroked her son's head. "Lucas, you can do it!"
"I'll do my best." Lucas nodded. He had to get the first prize, and he had to be famous.
After registration, Moira and Libby took Lucas to have fun for several days.
The first round was coming. Moira was even more nervous than her son. She had confidence in her son, but she didn't want him to lose the competition at the first moment. If this happened, it would destroy his confidence.
Libby, disguised as much as she could, sat in a corner of the auditorium, watching Lucas playing on the stage.
As soon as the audience saw the four-year-old child showed up on the stage, they were stunned by his appearance. Soon, they were conquered by his beautiful piano playing. This competition received a lot of attention. All kinds of live streaming sites' publicity made Lucas a hit soon.
There were comments on his handsome appearance online. Many crazy middle aged women had been reading his news every day. And the excellent piano performance was even more admirable and unbelievable.
Lucas at such a young age was already hot on the Internet at a magical speed. Moreover, some A&R men had already found him. When Moira brought Lucas out, they crowded to send their business cards, hoping he could sign in their companies so that he could train as a super star.
Moira rejected them one by one. Her son definitely wouldn't become a movie actor, and she wasn't short of money right now.
After the first round, the second round of the competition was about to begin. All of the young contestants had shown their unique skills to compete on stage. Moira was also busy in making her son prepare for the semifinal. During the first round, he only played a song of level three on the piano, while during the semifinals, he chose one of level four. When the stage became quite, the spot light landed on Lucas, who worn a small white suit with a very handsome hairstyle. His back was straight. He sat in front of the piano and his fingers were moving in the keys, as if people’s hearts were beating for this music. It sounded great. The perfect melody was really attracting.

Chapter 8 The Champion
Lucas naturally made it to the final, and there were only eight contestants left. Half of them would fail in the finals. The songs chose by Lucas always attracted the audience, and they exclaimed in admiration. In the end, he stood on the final's stage.
On that day, Moira was also quite nervous. However, she only calmly told Lucas to try his best and she didn’t force him to get the first prize but be calm to face the competition. After these matches, he was more popular, and more and more people predicted he would get the first prize.
Libby didn't make a film but followed Lucas every day. She was not absent on every competition.
In the last match, Moira had invited his father to watch the competition, and Elias had also understood how outstanding his grandson was. In the past, her daughter had a talent for playing piano. After he had sent her daughter to study the piano, she had become more like an artist.
In these years, Moira's income was all earned by attending the piano performance. Although she couldn't be rich, she could still be carefree.
Now, her son was becoming better than her.
Melissa and Molly also bought tickets and came over to have a look, but they didn't feel happy at all. Instead, they felt annoyed, feeling that Moira wanted her son's excellence to make up for her mistakes and regain Elias's affection.
Therefore, they actually hoped that this performance would be ruined. It would be the best result if Lucas got the last place.
Libby followed Moira to the backstage this time. She comforted Lucas, who was dresses in a suitable tailcoat today, and his hair was slanted and combed to one side, revealing his well-defined facial features. His tiny face, however, had already been handsome. "My baby, you're so handsome! Give me a kiss." Libby can't help hugging Lucas and kissing his little cheek.
Moira was also very happy. Her son was so outstanding. As a mother, she was the one who was most proud of him.
"My boy, tell me, can you get first prize tonight?" Libby gave him confidence.
"Yes." Lucas was very confident, because he had to take the first place. Only by being the first would he be able to realize his dream. Only by being the first would he be able to become famous enough to attract the attention of that man who never appeared in his life. "That's great." Libby kissed him again and looked at Moira. "I really want one child like him!" "Then find a man to get married!" Moira looked at her with a smile.
"Do you think it's that easy? It must be someone with outstanding gene! Look at your son, his gene is simply amazing."
"Godmother, you have to send me flowers on the stage later!"
"Sure, I will be the first one to send you flowers after your performance." That was what Libby had come to do tonight.
Right now, Lucas' popularity on the Internet had already surpassed hers. She was here to be a hot topic by being with him.
Moira pursed her lips and smiled as she bent down to look at her little son. "Son, I doesn't expect you to be number one, but I hopes that you can perform on stage as calm as usual. Don't be nervous, and don't be defeated."
"Ok!" Lucas felt her love, a smile appearing on his little face.
There were only ten or so minutes left before start of the competition.
In a hall of a luxurious villa, a fifteen-year-old girl was tightly pulling a fifteen-year-old boy, "Hurry up, it's about to start. We can't miss the final."

Chapter 9 The Interesting Siblings
"Can you be a bit more ambitious? Why are you enchanted by a little guy?" A very handsome boy stared at a young girl in pajamas.
"I love him so much, he's my little idol. What is the most important is that he looks just like you! Look at you, no no no, you're not as handsome as him! "The girl belittled her brother's appearance.
"How it would be possible?" The boy was somewhat unconvinced. He was extremely confident in his appearance.
"Alas, it's about to start. Sit down and watch the final with me." The girl pushed her brother onto the sofa. Then she also watched the TV with some snacks. "You are always eating these snacks, no wonder you got fat."
"You're the fat one! I have a standard figure." the young girl retorted unhappily. She was the standard for the unrivalled and adorable young ladies in the world. "You have been fifteen years old, but you're less than 1.6 meters tall. Don't you feel ashamed? I am 1.8 meters tall." The boy pointed out her pain points.
"I'm still growing. Not all grow as fast as you. The genes in our family determine that my height will definitely reach 1.7 meters in the future." The young girl was very confident in her future figure.
While they were arguing, the host's charming voice sounded. The young girl clapped with excitement. "My idol must be number one. It's sure."
The boy always disliked watching this kind of competition, but unfortunately, his little twin sister kept pulling him over to watch it. At this situation, he couldn't help but be attracted to it.
Of course, he was still a bit unconvinced. He did not miss any piano lessons. He didn't know why that four-year-old kid could play the piano so well.
"It is approaching. How exciting it is!"
"Have you done your homework?" The boy reminded her.
"What are you talking about at this moment?" The girl immediately glared at him.
"Sure enough, you haven't done it. Aren't you afraid of being punished tomorrow? "The boy was slightly complacent.
"Don't be so proud of yourself because you get the first place in the school every time!" The young girl pouted in anger.
The boy stared at her with a slightly complacent expression. "I am proud of myself." "Great! Tomorrow, I will tell everyone, you don't have even a girlfriend, and I will destroy your cold and aloof appearance at school. I will tell everyone, you are just a bad guy who bullies his sister at home." The young girl threated her brother ruthlessly. This time, the young man's face darkened. "If you dare to do it, let's wait and see."
"I won't tell anyone unless you allow me to copy you homework today." The young girl was very pleased with herself this time.
"No way, do it yourself." The boy ignored her.
At this time, the first child went up on stage to perform. The young boy and girl stopped arguing and carefully watched the performance on the TV.
After the first one finished his performance, the second went to the stage, while Lucas's turn was the last and deserved most of the expectation. If there was no unpredictable thing, he would certainly become the champion.
During the final, the reporters had carried their cannons around so that they wouldn't miss any exciting points in the evening. As usual, this kind of final wouldn’t be so attracting. But this one was different, because a child named Lucas as a dark horse attracted people's eyes.
He had been a hot topic and it seemed that his figure could be seen everywhere. The number of views on the web page was also rapidly increasing.
This was a business opportunity. They could see a bright future from him.
Therefore, in addition to the Children Channel's staff, there were also quite a few media workers who were preparing to report who was the champion.

Chapter 10 The Final
Finally, Lucas appeared on stage. He walked to the center calmly and politely bent down towards thousands of spectators. His face was magnified to the entire screen, which would be seen at any point.
The audience took in a deep breath. What an excellent child!
What kind of person could give birth to such a child?
Elias's eyes were filled with tears as he watched his grandson's performance. He truly felt proud. It hadn’t gone a long time until he had felt this.
Melissa and Molly looked at each other and felt resentment surge within them. This was a child born out of wedlock, but how could he be so talented? Even if Moira was working at the piano industry, she still wouldn't be able to teach such a young child to play the piano at such a high level!
Moreover! Molly looked at the child's face. He didn't look like Moira at all. Could the father of the child also be very handsome?
She was jealous. But at the same time, she also sneered coldly. How could it be possible?
Maybe he was just good-looking in his childhood! Once he grew up, he might become ugly. This kind of thing was not uncommon!
"He really is my good grandson. He's too calm." Elias felt that he must have inherited his own genes.
In the backstage, Moira was still nervously wringing her hands. She was worried about her son who was performing on the stage, being afraid of something bad might happen.
Libby embraced Moira, her delicate face resting on her shoulder. She looked at the little baby with an affectionate smile on her face.
Lucas was playing a song of level six on the piano. It was complicated and difficult, and the host had also emphasized it. This really attracted the audience's attention.
Could a four-year-old child play a piano piece of level 6? Wasn't it too challenging?
The more impossible it seemed, the more curious the audience were.
Not only was the audience on the auditorium, but the audience in front of the TV all around the country was expecting his excellent performance. They believed that talented children truly existed in the world. And the channel's viewership rating had steadily risen to the first place.
Lucas didn't chase after fame. On this stage, he didn't want to get a sense of accomplishment, nor did he want to win the first prize. All he wanted was reputation so that he could be recognized by the entire country.
Therefore, there was no a single trace of deviation caused by his nervousness during his playing. His small face, under the high-definition video camera, was calm and composed, with a serious and handsome looking. He would gain more popularity and affection by playing this song.
Behind the stage, Moira's and Libby's eyes were somewhat wet.
Elias was also tensed up as he listened to his grandson's song. He heard the soft sounds of praise coming from the people around him. He really wanted to say that he was his grandson.
Lucas finished perfectly his performance with a series of notes, and warm applause instantly burst out from auditorium. It was as loud as the thunder and never stopped for a long time
And this time, the judges were also beginning to pick up the companionship. Without any doubt, they chose Lucas, because he was much better others.

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In a luxurious villa.
A young and handsome man had just come out from the bathroom. His sturdy waist was only wrapped by a towel, showing the masculine strength and beauty, as if he was the Apollo in the tales.
"Damn it." With a low curse, the man lowered his head with annoyance and vexation appearing in his face.
He picked up his cell phone and dialed the assistant's number.
"I drank the wrong stuff at the party. Hurry up." The low sound showed his impatience.
"Ok, right away."
In front of the sign of a landscape light, a girl dressed in thin clothes, looking up at the zigzag route on the map. She felt quite speechless.
She came here just for a trip, but she didn’t expect that she should get lost.
It was even more infuriating that her phone was out of battery. And she hadn’t even seen a hint of footprint along the way.
She did not know that she had entered the luxurious private villa complex.
She could only continue to walk forward. Finally, a magnificent villa appeared in the darkness of the night. Her heart was filled with joy. There was the hope. Although the villa seemed unapproachable, she had no choice but to enter the villa in order to ask the way back to her hotel.
She rang the bell.
The door opened with a splat.
She was stunned for a moment. She hadn't expected that she would be lucky enough to get the door open.
Stepping into the luxurious hall that was like a palace, Moira Garcia was puzzled and asked toward the quiet hall, "Is there anyone here?"
No one answered her. She felt wired, because the lights were turned on and it was obvious that someone had just opened the door for her. It was impossible that nobody was here!

Moira walked up on the stairs step by step and saw the master bedroom with the lights on. She swallowed her salvia due to anxiety.
She had been lost for half an hour, and if she couldn’t find someone to ask the way, she would have to spend this night out in the open air.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" She asked as she was stepping towards the half-open bedroom door.
Suddenly...

Chapter 2 A Cute Baby
Three days later.
The sky was cloudy. In the airport, Moira hailed a taxi, being terribly upset. The taxi driver was asking where she was going.
She told him the address of her fiancé, Morgan Ashton.
What happened at that night was lingering over her like a nightmare, tormenting her.
She even didn't know what she would say when she saw Morgan, but she wanted to see him.
Their wedding ceremony would be held in a week.
When she arrived at the villa, it was only around seven in the morning. She thought Morgan must be exhausted from his recent work at the company.
She gently pushed open the door and walked in secretly. She placed the luggage at the entrance of the hall and went upstairs step by step.
She was extremely tired. She really wanted to jump to Morgan's embrace and cry.
She gently opened the door of the master bedroom as she expected to see Morgan's sleeping face.
However, what appeared in front of her shocked her.
She burst into anger when she saw her fiancé was hugging a naked woman. It overwhelmed her, because she was her little half-sister, Molly Garcia, who was just one year younger than her. They seemed to have made out crazily last night together.
The messy clothes scattered under the bed and the disgusting smell in the air caused Moira to cover her mouth. Her eyes were wide open.
She ran out the door as quickly as possible.
A week later, she sent a message to her family and Morgan. After she annulled the wedding ceremony, she disappeared.
Five years later.
In the airport lobby, a woman dressed in a fashionable white skirt walked out, holding a cute little boy's hand, who was as tall as her waist.
The woman elegance gave others a feeling of classical beauty. Her skin was tender as babies’, and her eyes were enchanting, and her posture indicated that she was easygoing. Her eyes that were as clear as water, focused on the boy next to her, filled with indescribable gentleness.
She had already become a bright spot in the crowd, and the little boy she holding also attracted attention of all the passengers around her. He was dressed in a fashionable black sweater matched with dark jeans, small gray sneakers. He was oval faced. He had perfect features. Soft black hair covered his plump porcelain-white forehead. At such a young age, he looked like the most eye-catching young model.
He was just a four-year-old child, but people could feel he was a noble gentleman.
"Mommy, will Grandpa really like me?" The little guy looked up at her mother. He was very curious about his grandfather, who he had never met before.
"Of course, he will." Moira smiled as she caressed her son's small head.

Chapter 3 Return to Her Hometown
Back then, she didn't explain anything and just resolutely cancelled wedding. The Garcias and Ashtons had a very long friendship, but her behavior embarrassed them. Her father was so furious that he didn't speak with her for a year. And he was more disappointed when she gave birth to this child.
As her stepmother and her stepsister kept talking bad things about her around her father, their relationship became bad. Her father thought that she was the person with wrong values and had sex with unknown man.
She hadn't been home for five years, but time had made her father accept her mistakes. And she would occasionally send him photos of herself and her child.
When he was sick three days ago, he gave her a call and told her to come home and bring his grandson back.
After living abroad five years, Moira had forget everything that happened five years ago. Now, what she only cared about in her life was this little child. She didn’t want to fuss about old grievance any longer.
The taxi drove to the Garcia's from the airport.
Standing at the entrance of Garcia’s luxurious mansion, Moira breathed a sigh slightly. Ever since her mother had passed away, her family had never been reunited.
Melissa Wilde brought her daughter to this house in an imposing manner. After the marriage of her father and mother, the news about that her father had an illegitimate child was revealed three months later.
She had hated her father and struggled for this family, but her mother had left eventually. As the daughter, she could only silently accept this fact.
However, in this family, she gradually became an outsider.
"Mommy... What are you thinking about? "A childish voice sounded by her side. Moira was back from her thoughts, compressed her lips into a smile, and stepped down to tidy up her son's hood. "Remember to be polite, do you know?"
"Yes! I know." The little guy's lips curved into a smile. His two large eyes, like sparkling stars, were so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away from them. Ever since she gave birth to her son, Moira finally decided to let go of her grudge against that. Her son was becoming more and more handsome, but his facial features didn’t resemble hers, which made her speechless.
No matter what happened, the child belonged to her alone, but for that damned bastard, she didn't want to see him again for the rest of her life.
Moira stood up and rang the bell. Not long later, the servant opened the door and said in surprise, "Miss Moira, you're finally back. This must be your son! He's really pretty."
"Is my dad at home?"
"Yes, he is. Ms. Melissa and Miss Molly are also here." The smile on the servant's face was unnatural.
Moira already didn't care about her stepmother and half-sister anymore. She was only bringing her son back to visit her father.
When Moira led the little guy in, her father, Elias Garcia, was making tea on the sofa in the hall. As he looked up and saw her daughter and grandson, he put down his teacup and stood up in a hurry.
"Dad, I'm back." Moira immediately greeted her father. She had to put his prejudice aside because they are still family.
"I am happy that you're back." Elias looked at her eldest daughter, who was becoming more and more beautiful. His gaze partly rested on the little boy beside her.
On the photos, he already knew what his grandson looked like, but he was still excited when he saw such a cute and handsome grandson in reality. "You're Lucas, aren't you?"
"Hello, Grandpa." Lucas Garcia bowed and addressed his grandfather politely.
"Come here and let your grandfather have a good look." Elias's heart immediately became warm by the boy’s greet.
The little guy immediately jumped into Elias's arms. Elias gave him a hug and began to carefully look him up and down at once. Then, he complacently raised his eyebrows, "This child's eyebrows are similar to mine."

Chapter 4 The Cute Boy
Moira wanted to roll her eyes at her father. She looked at her father's eyebrows and then looked at her son’s. There was no similarity between them. However, she couldn't help but smile.
She was delighted, because her father loved her son.
In front of the handrail on the second floor, Melissa and Molly were looking at the scene. Both of them flashed resentment and regret in their eyes. Melissa snorted unhappily, because her husband was so happy for an illegitimate child.
"You have just come back, and I thought you were going to arrive in the afternoon!" Melissa pretended to welcome Moira’s arrival as she walked downstairs.
"Aunt!" Moira indifferently greeted Melissa. When she glanced at Molly's face, the looking in her eyes became cold.
"This child is so cute and handsome." Melissa actually couldn't lose her attraction of being a hostess in front of her husband. When she sat down and reached out for Lucas, Moira immediately felt tensed up. She was afraid that Melissa would hurt her son in the dark.
Anyway, she knew very well that how wicked her stepmother and half-sister were. .
"My dear sister," Molly smiled proudly as she walked over to Moira. "Long time no see."
Moira turned her head away to avoid seeing her. Five years ago, the scene of naked Molly hugging her fiancé still broke her heart at times.
Morgan was her childhood sweetheart, and their relationship was intimate. She hated Morgan and her shameless half-sister. No matter how long their relationship lasted, it would be no match for ‘fresh’ feeling! That year, she was hurt by two things. Her virginity had been destroyed, and her fiancé had cheated on her. She had believed that there wasn't any good man in the world.
"Melissa, go to clean up the guest room for Moira and her son."
"No need, Dad. I plan to bring Lucas to stay with my good friend."
"You have a family. How can you live outside?"
"She's my best friend." Moira insisted on herself because she would be worried about her son living in this house. Her stepmother and half-sister were not easy to deal with. Father's love for Lucas had already made them jealous.
"Grandfather, that's my godmother's home. I also want to see her." Lucas also spoke for his mother.
"Alright! It's up to you guys!" Elias stopped arguing and stood up to hold Lucas’ hand. "Take a walk in the garden with grandfather."
Lucas immediately smiled and held his hand. Elias's heart that had always been stone-cold was warmed by his smile.
He thought that he owed his daughter and grandson in all these years. No matter what happened, he was still his grandson.
Moira didn't follow them out. Her father wanted to have a happy time with his grandson, so it wouldn't be good if she went out with them. "Moira, why did you come back suddenly? Don’t you feel comfortable abroad? "Molly said in a mocking voice.
"This is my home, why can't I come back?" Moira cast a cold glance at her. Melissa looked at her in surprise. In the past five years, she seemed to have changed a lot. Although she was still jealous of her beautiful face, she had to admit that her temperament was more charming. Looking at her daughter again, although she was also pretty, she seemed to be worse than Moira.
"I now know why you didn't marry Morgan. Counting the date of your son's birth, you had betrayed him long time ago," Molly scoffed.
Moira didn’t want to mention the history. "Well, since you like him, I'll give him to you."
"It's really as you wish. I'm already Morgan's girlfriend. We're getting engaged soon," Molly sneered with pride.

Chapter 5 Her Sister's Complacency
Moira thought that she would no longer feel heartache for this man, but at this moment, she felt that it was difficult to breathe as if her heart was clenched by a hand.
She still cared about him, because that man had been in her heart for so long, and she had loved him so deeply. She had not eliminated her affection for him even after five years. "You should know the Ashton family’s current position and wealth! That's the height you can only look up to, and I will become Morgan's wife and be envied by everyone." Molly smiled even more complacently.
Melissa pretended to be annoyed as she looked at her daughter. "Why are you telling her this? Right now, the Ashton family has no relationship with her. They still have a grudge against her for running away from the wedding!"
Moira looked at the two hypocritical women as they bragged their relationship with the Ashton family, which was one of the richest families in the country. Even the Garcia family wouldn't be able to match up to them. However, no matter how rich the Ashton family was, what did it have to do with her? "Don't worry, I won't envy you. You will get married to Morgan! I wish you all the best." Moira said these words coldly, completely sounding like a curse.
Molly knew Moira's meaning and her facial expression changed. "Moira, don't be too complacent. When I marry Morgan, you'll know what kind of life I'll live. When that happens, you'll probably cry because you're jealous of me!"
"There won't be such a day," Moira snorted coldly.
At the back of gate of the hall, a small figure clenched his small fists in anger. He would have gone for a walk with Elias, but Elias had to answer an important call, so he came back. He didn't know that he would see that his mother was bullied by these two women. The little guy bit his thin lip, and a person appeared in his mind. It was a heroic man, and he was his father who he had never seen before.
"Yes, as long as we can find Daddy, Mommy won't be bullied again."
The little guy clenched his fists. He had to find his father to protect his mother as soon as possible.
After having lunch, Moira brought Lucas to meet her good friend, Libby Baker. Staying with her stepmother and half-sister, she wasn't at ease with her son's safety.
Her good friend, Libby, who was no longer the Libby in the past, became a popular actress who had worked hard in the entertainment industry for five years. She owned a very beautiful apartment, and she had just woken up when Moira arrived.
"Godmother," Lucas called her in a sweet voice.
Libby hugged him and kissed him, "Dear Lucas, I miss you so much."
"Libby, what is the life of a big star like you? Why did you only just wake up so late? "
"I had recited the lines for the whole night. I'm so tired that I'm about to faint. Come in."
"Have you eaten?"
"No!"
"Is there anything to eat at home?"
"Instant noodles, snacks ... and frozen dumplings."
Moira looked at her and shook her head. "I'll cook some dumplings for you! Don't make yourself starve, or your stomach will hurt."
Libby held Lucas on the sofa, kissed his cheeks again, and said to Moira, "you cook lunch for me, and I take care of your son."
"You should take care of yourself."
"I don't have a son, so I can eat anything at any time. If I have a handsome and cute son like you, then my life will be regular. Moira, how did you give birth to such a handsome son? He's even more handsome than any man I've ever seen, and he's going to get women crazy for him in the future. "

Chapter 6 The Talented Child
"Godmother, why do you mean?" Lucas was puzzled.
Moira glared at Libby and warned, "You're not allowed to misguide my son." "It means that you are handsome and good-looking, there will definitely be a large group of girls who will like you in the future."
"I don't want them! I only want Mommy."
Libby giggled and asked, "What about me? You don't want me anymore?"
Lucas quickly put his arms around her neck. "I want you, too." Libby was satisfied. "That's right."
When Moira was cooking in the kitchen, Libby crossed her arms and was about to speak to Moira in private.
Lucas was holding a remote control of TV, looking for his favorite channel, but suddenly he stopped and heard a host's standard news voice saying, "We are waiting for you with special skills. As long as you are no younger than four years old and have a skill, you can come to the competition. We will be waiting here for your talented child to shine in the stage. We are also looking for the most unique child in the world. Come! Baby, we welcome your participation. Please dial us!"
Lucas stared at the phone number on the screen and quickly memorized it. He then found the pen and paper next to him and wrote it down completely.
He picked up his godmother's phone and dialed the number.
"Hello, may I help you?" It was a voice with smile at the other end. "Hello, auntie, I want to sign up for the competition."
"Great! May I ask how old are you? What kind of special skills do you have?"
"I'm 4 years old. I have passed the piano test of level six. Am I qualified for it? "
"You are only four years old and already have passed the piano test of level six? That's great! Do you want to sign up for our competition?"
"Yes, I want to sign up for it. Is that ok?"
"Of course. Can you please let your parents answer the phone?"
Lucas raised his head and saw Libby looking at him with her arms crossed. She had also heard about the competition, but she didn't expect that he would be interested in it.
When Lucas saw Libby, he immediately laughed, "Mommy, come and answer the phone!"
Libby was stunned for a few seconds, but then she knew that there was someone on the other end of the line. She quickly sat down and answered the phone, "Hello." "Hello, may I ask if you are the mother of that child who called us before?"
"Umm... Yes, I am."
"Your child is four years old. Does he have passed the piano test of level six?"
"Yes, he is talented and good at playing the piano."
"Then can you bring him here for register? We welcome him very much. "
"Alright! When?"
"Better this afternoon, because our registration deadline is 12 o'clock tonight." "Alright! I'll take him in the afternoon." After Libby finished her words, she hung up the phone and seriously looked at Lucas. "Are you sure you want to sign up for it?" "Yes! I want to sign up for it!" Lucas nodded his head firmly.
"You're sure that you can pass the piano test of level six?" She was astonished!
"Of course!"
"Your mommy has just passed the piano test of level eight." Libby didn't quite believe it.
At this moment, Moira walked out from the kitchen with dumplings in her hands. "Don't underestimate him. Lucas is indeed at the level of six."
"OMG! He is indeed a talented child! Alright, I will bring you to register this afternoon."
"No. You are a popular star, so if you go to the television station, you will definitely cause chaos. I'll bring him there!"
"Mommy, do you really agree to my participation?" Lucas did not believe her mother to not object to it.

Chapter 7 The Little Child Participated in the Contest
Moira smiled and touched his little head. "Of course I agree with it! This is a good opportunity for you to be emboldened in the stage. Besides, I believe my son will definitely be able to do it."
"Yes, I won't let Mommy down. I will definitely take the first prize so that Mommy will be proud." Lucas happily laughed. A pair of large watery black eyes flickered with shrewd thoughts!
He hadn't thought that it would be done so easily.
Moira thought that it was good that her son was willing to participate in the competition. It could not only show his ability, but also let him be more confident and energetic. He could also become more courageous by this opportunity. After dinner, Moira borrowed a car from Libby and brought her son to register at the Children's Channel station. Libby wanted to go, but due to her star status, she had to wait at home for news.
Moira signed up for her son. Lucas was a competitor for playing the piano, so he had to pass a few piano contests firstly. His small hands were still plump. However, when they were quickly moving on the piano, a string of perfect notes formed and the rhyme was incredible. Several staff on the side was astounded. "This kid is great, and he'll definitely become the most dazzling star on our show. Alright, he passed the test. Our program will be divided into four rounds: the first round, second round, semifinal, and final. As long as your son wins the first prize, we still reward him fifty thousand dollars for his further study."
Moira stroked her son's head. "Lucas, you can do it!"
"I'll do my best." Lucas nodded. He had to get the first prize, and he had to be famous.
After registration, Moira and Libby took Lucas to have fun for several days.
The first round was coming. Moira was even more nervous than her son. She had confidence in her son, but she didn't want him to lose the competition at the first moment. If this happened, it would destroy his confidence.
Libby, disguised as much as she could, sat in a corner of the auditorium, watching Lucas playing on the stage.
As soon as the audience saw the four-year-old child showed up on the stage, they were stunned by his appearance. Soon, they were conquered by his beautiful piano playing. This competition received a lot of attention. All kinds of live streaming sites' publicity made Lucas a hit soon.
There were comments on his handsome appearance online. Many crazy middle aged women had been reading his news every day. And the excellent piano performance was even more admirable and unbelievable.
Lucas at such a young age was already hot on the Internet at a magical speed. Moreover, some A&R men had already found him. When Moira brought Lucas out, they crowded to send their business cards, hoping he could sign in their companies so that he could train as a super star.
Moira rejected them one by one. Her son definitely wouldn't become a movie actor, and she wasn't short of money right now.
After the first round, the second round of the competition was about to begin. All of the young contestants had shown their unique skills to compete on stage. Moira was also busy in making her son prepare for the semifinal. During the first round, he only played a song of level three on the piano, while during the semifinals, he chose one of level four. When the stage became quite, the spot light landed on Lucas, who worn a small white suit with a very handsome hairstyle. His back was straight. He sat in front of the piano and his fingers were moving in the keys, as if people’s hearts were beating for this music. It sounded great. The perfect melody was really attracting.

Chapter 8 The Champion
Lucas naturally made it to the final, and there were only eight contestants left. Half of them would fail in the finals. The songs chose by Lucas always attracted the audience, and they exclaimed in admiration. In the end, he stood on the final's stage.
On that day, Moira was also quite nervous. However, she only calmly told Lucas to try his best and she didn’t force him to get the first prize but be calm to face the competition. After these matches, he was more popular, and more and more people predicted he would get the first prize.
Libby didn't make a film but followed Lucas every day. She was not absent on every competition.
In the last match, Moira had invited his father to watch the competition, and Elias had also understood how outstanding his grandson was. In the past, her daughter had a talent for playing piano. After he had sent her daughter to study the piano, she had become more like an artist.
In these years, Moira's income was all earned by attending the piano performance. Although she couldn't be rich, she could still be carefree.
Now, her son was becoming better than her.
Melissa and Molly also bought tickets and came over to have a look, but they didn't feel happy at all. Instead, they felt annoyed, feeling that Moira wanted her son's excellence to make up for her mistakes and regain Elias's affection.
Therefore, they actually hoped that this performance would be ruined. It would be the best result if Lucas got the last place.
Libby followed Moira to the backstage this time. She comforted Lucas, who was dresses in a suitable tailcoat today, and his hair was slanted and combed to one side, revealing his well-defined facial features. His tiny face, however, had already been handsome. "My baby, you're so handsome! Give me a kiss." Libby can't help hugging Lucas and kissing his little cheek.
Moira was also very happy. Her son was so outstanding. As a mother, she was the one who was most proud of him.
"My boy, tell me, can you get first prize tonight?" Libby gave him confidence.
"Yes." Lucas was very confident, because he had to take the first place. Only by being the first would he be able to realize his dream. Only by being the first would he be able to become famous enough to attract the attention of that man who never appeared in his life. "That's great." Libby kissed him again and looked at Moira. "I really want one child like him!" "Then find a man to get married!" Moira looked at her with a smile.
"Do you think it's that easy? It must be someone with outstanding gene! Look at your son, his gene is simply amazing."
"Godmother, you have to send me flowers on the stage later!"
"Sure, I will be the first one to send you flowers after your performance." That was what Libby had come to do tonight.
Right now, Lucas' popularity on the Internet had already surpassed hers. She was here to be a hot topic by being with him.
Moira pursed her lips and smiled as she bent down to look at her little son. "Son, I doesn't expect you to be number one, but I hopes that you can perform on stage as calm as usual. Don't be nervous, and don't be defeated."
"Ok!" Lucas felt her love, a smile appearing on his little face.
There were only ten or so minutes left before start of the competition.
In a hall of a luxurious villa, a fifteen-year-old girl was tightly pulling a fifteen-year-old boy, "Hurry up, it's about to start. We can't miss the final."

Chapter 9 The Interesting Siblings
"Can you be a bit more ambitious? Why are you enchanted by a little guy?" A very handsome boy stared at a young girl in pajamas.
"I love him so much, he's my little idol. What is the most important is that he looks just like you! Look at you, no no no, you're not as handsome as him! "The girl belittled her brother's appearance.
"How it would be possible?" The boy was somewhat unconvinced. He was extremely confident in his appearance.
"Alas, it's about to start. Sit down and watch the final with me." The girl pushed her brother onto the sofa. Then she also watched the TV with some snacks. "You are always eating these snacks, no wonder you got fat."
"You're the fat one! I have a standard figure." the young girl retorted unhappily. She was the standard for the unrivalled and adorable young ladies in the world. "You have been fifteen years old, but you're less than 1.6 meters tall. Don't you feel ashamed? I am 1.8 meters tall." The boy pointed out her pain points.
"I'm still growing. Not all grow as fast as you. The genes in our family determine that my height will definitely reach 1.7 meters in the future." The young girl was very confident in her future figure.
While they were arguing, the host's charming voice sounded. The young girl clapped with excitement. "My idol must be number one. It's sure."
The boy always disliked watching this kind of competition, but unfortunately, his little twin sister kept pulling him over to watch it. At this situation, he couldn't help but be attracted to it.
Of course, he was still a bit unconvinced. He did not miss any piano lessons. He didn't know why that four-year-old kid could play the piano so well.
"It is approaching. How exciting it is!"
"Have you done your homework?" The boy reminded her.
"What are you talking about at this moment?" The girl immediately glared at him.
"Sure enough, you haven't done it. Aren't you afraid of being punished tomorrow? "The boy was slightly complacent.
"Don't be so proud of yourself because you get the first place in the school every time!" The young girl pouted in anger.
The boy stared at her with a slightly complacent expression. "I am proud of myself." "Great! Tomorrow, I will tell everyone, you don't have even a girlfriend, and I will destroy your cold and aloof appearance at school. I will tell everyone, you are just a bad guy who bullies his sister at home." The young girl threated her brother ruthlessly. This time, the young man's face darkened. "If you dare to do it, let's wait and see."
"I won't tell anyone unless you allow me to copy you homework today." The young girl was very pleased with herself this time.
"No way, do it yourself." The boy ignored her.
At this time, the first child went up on stage to perform. The young boy and girl stopped arguing and carefully watched the performance on the TV.
After the first one finished his performance, the second went to the stage, while Lucas's turn was the last and deserved most of the expectation. If there was no unpredictable thing, he would certainly become the champion.
During the final, the reporters had carried their cannons around so that they wouldn't miss any exciting points in the evening. As usual, this kind of final wouldn’t be so attracting. But this one was different, because a child named Lucas as a dark horse attracted people's eyes.
He had been a hot topic and it seemed that his figure could be seen everywhere. The number of views on the web page was also rapidly increasing.
This was a business opportunity. They could see a bright future from him.
Therefore, in addition to the Children Channel's staff, there were also quite a few media workers who were preparing to report who was the champion.

Chapter 10 The Final
Finally, Lucas appeared on stage. He walked to the center calmly and politely bent down towards thousands of spectators. His face was magnified to the entire screen, which would be seen at any point.
The audience took in a deep breath. What an excellent child!
What kind of person could give birth to such a child?
Elias's eyes were filled with tears as he watched his grandson's performance. He truly felt proud. It hadn’t gone a long time until he had felt this.
Melissa and Molly looked at each other and felt resentment surge within them. This was a child born out of wedlock, but how could he be so talented? Even if Moira was working at the piano industry, she still wouldn't be able to teach such a young child to play the piano at such a high level!
Moreover! Molly looked at the child's face. He didn't look like Moira at all. Could the father of the child also be very handsome?
She was jealous. But at the same time, she also sneered coldly. How could it be possible?
Maybe he was just good-looking in his childhood! Once he grew up, he might become ugly. This kind of thing was not uncommon!
"He really is my good grandson. He's too calm." Elias felt that he must have inherited his own genes.
In the backstage, Moira was still nervously wringing her hands. She was worried about her son who was performing on the stage, being afraid of something bad might happen.
Libby embraced Moira, her delicate face resting on her shoulder. She looked at the little baby with an affectionate smile on her face.
Lucas was playing a song of level six on the piano. It was complicated and difficult, and the host had also emphasized it. This really attracted the audience's attention.
Could a four-year-old child play a piano piece of level 6? Wasn't it too challenging?
The more impossible it seemed, the more curious the audience were.
Not only was the audience on the auditorium, but the audience in front of the TV all around the country was expecting his excellent performance. They believed that talented children truly existed in the world. And the channel's viewership rating had steadily risen to the first place.
Lucas didn't chase after fame. On this stage, he didn't want to get a sense of accomplishment, nor did he want to win the first prize. All he wanted was reputation so that he could be recognized by the entire country.
Therefore, there was no a single trace of deviation caused by his nervousness during his playing. His small face, under the high-definition video camera, was calm and composed, with a serious and handsome looking. He would gain more popularity and affection by playing this song.
Behind the stage, Moira's and Libby's eyes were somewhat wet.
Elias was also tensed up as he listened to his grandson's song. He heard the soft sounds of praise coming from the people around him. He really wanted to say that he was his grandson.
Lucas finished perfectly his performance with a series of notes, and warm applause instantly burst out from auditorium. It was as loud as the thunder and never stopped for a long time
And this time, the judges were also beginning to pick up the companionship. Without any doubt, they chose Lucas, because he was much better others.

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Text ：Chapter 1 She Met a Bastard
In a luxurious villa.
A young and handsome man had just come out from the bathroom. His sturdy waist was only wrapped by a towel, showing the masculine strength and beauty, as if he was the Apollo in the tales.
"Damn it." With a low curse, the man lowered his head with annoyance and vexation appearing in his face.
He picked up his cell phone and dialed the assistant's number.
"I drank the wrong stuff at the party. Hurry up." The low sound showed his impatience.
"Ok, right away."
In front of the sign of a landscape light, a girl dressed in thin clothes, looking up at the zigzag route on the map. She felt quite speechless.
She came here just for a trip, but she didn’t expect that she should get lost.
It was even more infuriating that her phone was out of battery. And she hadn’t even seen a hint of footprint along the way.
She did not know that she had entered the luxurious private villa complex.
She could only continue to walk forward. Finally, a magnificent villa appeared in the darkness of the night. Her heart was filled with joy. There was the hope. Although the villa seemed unapproachable, she had no choice but to enter the villa in order to ask the way back to her hotel.
She rang the bell.
The door opened with a splat.
She was stunned for a moment. She hadn't expected that she would be lucky enough to get the door open.
Stepping into the luxurious hall that was like a palace, Moira Garcia was puzzled and asked toward the quiet hall, "Is there anyone here?"
No one answered her. She felt wired, because the lights were turned on and it was obvious that someone had just opened the door for her. It was impossible that nobody was here!

Moira walked up on the stairs step by step and saw the master bedroom with the lights on. She swallowed her salvia due to anxiety.
She had been lost for half an hour, and if she couldn’t find someone to ask the way, she would have to spend this night out in the open air.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" She asked as she was stepping towards the half-open bedroom door.
Suddenly...

Chapter 2 A Cute Baby
Three days later.
The sky was cloudy. In the airport, Moira hailed a taxi, being terribly upset. The taxi driver was asking where she was going.
She told him the address of her fiancé, Morgan Ashton.
What happened at that night was lingering over her like a nightmare, tormenting her.
She even didn't know what she would say when she saw Morgan, but she wanted to see him.
Their wedding ceremony would be held in a week.
When she arrived at the villa, it was only around seven in the morning. She thought Morgan must be exhausted from his recent work at the company.
She gently pushed open the door and walked in secretly. She placed the luggage at the entrance of the hall and went upstairs step by step.
She was extremely tired. She really wanted to jump to Morgan's embrace and cry.
She gently opened the door of the master bedroom as she expected to see Morgan's sleeping face.
However, what appeared in front of her shocked her.
She burst into anger when she saw her fiancé was hugging a naked woman. It overwhelmed her, because she was her little half-sister, Molly Garcia, who was just one year younger than her. They seemed to have made out crazily last night together.
The messy clothes scattered under the bed and the disgusting smell in the air caused Moira to cover her mouth. Her eyes were wide open.
She ran out the door as quickly as possible.
A week later, she sent a message to her family and Morgan. After she annulled the wedding ceremony, she disappeared.
Five years later.
In the airport lobby, a woman dressed in a fashionable white skirt walked out, holding a cute little boy's hand, who was as tall as her waist.
The woman elegance gave others a feeling of classical beauty. Her skin was tender as babies’, and her eyes were enchanting, and her posture indicated that she was easygoing. Her eyes that were as clear as water, focused on the boy next to her, filled with indescribable gentleness.
She had already become a bright spot in the crowd, and the little boy she holding also attracted attention of all the passengers around her. He was dressed in a fashionable black sweater matched with dark jeans, small gray sneakers. He was oval faced. He had perfect features. Soft black hair covered his plump porcelain-white forehead. At such a young age, he looked like the most eye-catching young model.
He was just a four-year-old child, but people could feel he was a noble gentleman.
"Mommy, will Grandpa really like me?" The little guy looked up at her mother. He was very curious about his grandfather, who he had never met before.
"Of course, he will." Moira smiled as she caressed her son's small head.

Chapter 3 Return to Her Hometown
Back then, she didn't explain anything and just resolutely cancelled wedding. The Garcias and Ashtons had a very long friendship, but her behavior embarrassed them. Her father was so furious that he didn't speak with her for a year. And he was more disappointed when she gave birth to this child.
As her stepmother and her stepsister kept talking bad things about her around her father, their relationship became bad. Her father thought that she was the person with wrong values and had sex with unknown man.
She hadn't been home for five years, but time had made her father accept her mistakes. And she would occasionally send him photos of herself and her child.
When he was sick three days ago, he gave her a call and told her to come home and bring his grandson back.
After living abroad five years, Moira had forget everything that happened five years ago. Now, what she only cared about in her life was this little child. She didn’t want to fuss about old grievance any longer.
The taxi drove to the Garcia's from the airport.
Standing at the entrance of Garcia’s luxurious mansion, Moira breathed a sigh slightly. Ever since her mother had passed away, her family had never been reunited.
Melissa Wilde brought her daughter to this house in an imposing manner. After the marriage of her father and mother, the news about that her father had an illegitimate child was revealed three months later.
She had hated her father and struggled for this family, but her mother had left eventually. As the daughter, she could only silently accept this fact.
However, in this family, she gradually became an outsider.
"Mommy... What are you thinking about? "A childish voice sounded by her side. Moira was back from her thoughts, compressed her lips into a smile, and stepped down to tidy up her son's hood. "Remember to be polite, do you know?"
"Yes! I know." The little guy's lips curved into a smile. His two large eyes, like sparkling stars, were so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes away from them. Ever since she gave birth to her son, Moira finally decided to let go of her grudge against that. Her son was becoming more and more handsome, but his facial features didn’t resemble hers, which made her speechless.
No matter what happened, the child belonged to her alone, but for that damned bastard, she didn't want to see him again for the rest of her life.
Moira stood up and rang the bell. Not long later, the servant opened the door and said in surprise, "Miss Moira, you're finally back. This must be your son! He's really pretty."
"Is my dad at home?"
"Yes, he is. Ms. Melissa and Miss Molly are also here." The smile on the servant's face was unnatural.
Moira already didn't care about her stepmother and half-sister anymore. She was only bringing her son back to visit her father.
When Moira led the little guy in, her father, Elias Garcia, was making tea on the sofa in the hall. As he looked up and saw her daughter and grandson, he put down his teacup and stood up in a hurry.
"Dad, I'm back." Moira immediately greeted her father. She had to put his prejudice aside because they are still family.
"I am happy that you're back." Elias looked at her eldest daughter, who was becoming more and more beautiful. His gaze partly rested on the little boy beside her.
On the photos, he already knew what his grandson looked like, but he was still excited when he saw such a cute and handsome grandson in reality. "You're Lucas, aren't you?"
"Hello, Grandpa." Lucas Garcia bowed and addressed his grandfather politely.
"Come here and let your grandfather have a good look." Elias's heart immediately became warm by the boy’s greet.
The little guy immediately jumped into Elias's arms. Elias gave him a hug and began to carefully look him up and down at once. Then, he complacently raised his eyebrows, "This child's eyebrows are similar to mine."

Chapter 4 The Cute Boy
Moira wanted to roll her eyes at her father. She looked at her father's eyebrows and then looked at her son’s. There was no similarity between them. However, she couldn't help but smile.
She was delighted, because her father loved her son.
In front of the handrail on the second floor, Melissa and Molly were looking at the scene. Both of them flashed resentment and regret in their eyes. Melissa snorted unhappily, because her husband was so happy for an illegitimate child.
"You have just come back, and I thought you were going to arrive in the afternoon!" Melissa pretended to welcome Moira’s arrival as she walked downstairs.
"Aunt!" Moira indifferently greeted Melissa. When she glanced at Molly's face, the looking in her eyes became cold.
"This child is so cute and handsome." Melissa actually couldn't lose her attraction of being a hostess in front of her husband. When she sat down and reached out for Lucas, Moira immediately felt tensed up. She was afraid that Melissa would hurt her son in the dark.
Anyway, she knew very well that how wicked her stepmother and half-sister were. .
"My dear sister," Molly smiled proudly as she walked over to Moira. "Long time no see."
Moira turned her head away to avoid seeing her. Five years ago, the scene of naked Molly hugging her fiancé still broke her heart at times.
Morgan was her childhood sweetheart, and their relationship was intimate. She hated Morgan and her shameless half-sister. No matter how long their relationship lasted, it would be no match for ‘fresh’ feeling! That year, she was hurt by two things. Her virginity had been destroyed, and her fiancé had cheated on her. She had believed that there wasn't any good man in the world.
"Melissa, go to clean up the guest room for Moira and her son."
"No need, Dad. I plan to bring Lucas to stay with my good friend."
"You have a family. How can you live outside?"
"She's my best friend." Moira insisted on herself because she would be worried about her son living in this house. Her stepmother and half-sister were not easy to deal with. Father's love for Lucas had already made them jealous.
"Grandfather, that's my godmother's home. I also want to see her." Lucas also spoke for his mother.
"Alright! It's up to you guys!" Elias stopped arguing and stood up to hold Lucas’ hand. "Take a walk in the garden with grandfather."
Lucas immediately smiled and held his hand. Elias's heart that had always been stone-cold was warmed by his smile.
He thought that he owed his daughter and grandson in all these years. No matter what happened, he was still his grandson.
Moira didn't follow them out. Her father wanted to have a happy time with his grandson, so it wouldn't be good if she went out with them. "Moira, why did you come back suddenly? Don’t you feel comfortable abroad? "Molly said in a mocking voice.
"This is my home, why can't I come back?" Moira cast a cold glance at her. Melissa looked at her in surprise. In the past five years, she seemed to have changed a lot. Although she was still jealous of her beautiful face, she had to admit that her temperament was more charming. Looking at her daughter again, although she was also pretty, she seemed to be worse than Moira.
"I now know why you didn't marry Morgan. Counting the date of your son's birth, you had betrayed him long time ago," Molly scoffed.
Moira didn’t want to mention the history. "Well, since you like him, I'll give him to you."
"It's really as you wish. I'm already Morgan's girlfriend. We're getting engaged soon," Molly sneered with pride.

Chapter 5 Her Sister's Complacency
Moira thought that she would no longer feel heartache for this man, but at this moment, she felt that it was difficult to breathe as if her heart was clenched by a hand.
She still cared about him, because that man had been in her heart for so long, and she had loved him so deeply. She had not eliminated her affection for him even after five years. "You should know the Ashton family’s current position and wealth! That's the height you can only look up to, and I will become Morgan's wife and be envied by everyone." Molly smiled even more complacently.
Melissa pretended to be annoyed as she looked at her daughter. "Why are you telling her this? Right now, the Ashton family has no relationship with her. They still have a grudge against her for running away from the wedding!"
Moira looked at the two hypocritical women as they bragged their relationship with the Ashton family, which was one of the richest families in the country. Even the Garcia family wouldn't be able to match up to them. However, no matter how rich the Ashton family was, what did it have to do with her? "Don't worry, I won't envy you. You will get married to Morgan! I wish you all the best." Moira said these words coldly, completely sounding like a curse.
Molly knew Moira's meaning and her facial expression changed. "Moira, don't be too complacent. When I marry Morgan, you'll know what kind of life I'll live. When that happens, you'll probably cry because you're jealous of me!"
"There won't be such a day," Moira snorted coldly.
At the back of gate of the hall, a small figure clenched his small fists in anger. He would have gone for a walk with Elias, but Elias had to answer an important call, so he came back. He didn't know that he would see that his mother was bullied by these two women. The little guy bit his thin lip, and a person appeared in his mind. It was a heroic man, and he was his father who he had never seen before.
"Yes, as long as we can find Daddy, Mommy won't be bullied again."
The little guy clenched his fists. He had to find his father to protect his mother as soon as possible.
After having lunch, Moira brought Lucas to meet her good friend, Libby Baker. Staying with her stepmother and half-sister, she wasn't at ease with her son's safety.
Her good friend, Libby, who was no longer the Libby in the past, became a popular actress who had worked hard in the entertainment industry for five years. She owned a very beautiful apartment, and she had just woken up when Moira arrived.
"Godmother," Lucas called her in a sweet voice.
Libby hugged him and kissed him, "Dear Lucas, I miss you so much."
"Libby, what is the life of a big star like you? Why did you only just wake up so late? "
"I had recited the lines for the whole night. I'm so tired that I'm about to faint. Come in."
"Have you eaten?"
"No!"
"Is there anything to eat at home?"
"Instant noodles, snacks ... and frozen dumplings."
Moira looked at her and shook her head. "I'll cook some dumplings for you! Don't make yourself starve, or your stomach will hurt."
Libby held Lucas on the sofa, kissed his cheeks again, and said to Moira, "you cook lunch for me, and I take care of your son."
"You should take care of yourself."
"I don't have a son, so I can eat anything at any time. If I have a handsome and cute son like you, then my life will be regular. Moira, how did you give birth to such a handsome son? He's even more handsome than any man I've ever seen, and he's going to get women crazy for him in the future. "

Chapter 6 The Talented Child
"Godmother, why do you mean?" Lucas was puzzled.
Moira glared at Libby and warned, "You're not allowed to misguide my son." "It means that you are handsome and good-looking, there will definitely be a large group of girls who will like you in the future."
"I don't want them! I only want Mommy."
Libby giggled and asked, "What about me? You don't want me anymore?"
Lucas quickly put his arms around her neck. "I want you, too." Libby was satisfied. "That's right."
When Moira was cooking in the kitchen, Libby crossed her arms and was about to speak to Moira in private.
Lucas was holding a remote control of TV, looking for his favorite channel, but suddenly he stopped and heard a host's standard news voice saying, "We are waiting for you with special skills. As long as you are no younger than four years old and have a skill, you can come to the competition. We will be waiting here for your talented child to shine in the stage. We are also looking for the most unique child in the world. Come! Baby, we welcome your participation. Please dial us!"
Lucas stared at the phone number on the screen and quickly memorized it. He then found the pen and paper next to him and wrote it down completely.
He picked up his godmother's phone and dialed the number.
"Hello, may I help you?" It was a voice with smile at the other end. "Hello, auntie, I want to sign up for the competition."
"Great! May I ask how old are you? What kind of special skills do you have?"
"I'm 4 years old. I have passed the piano test of level six. Am I qualified for it? "
"You are only four years old and already have passed the piano test of level six? That's great! Do you want to sign up for our competition?"
"Yes, I want to sign up for it. Is that ok?"
"Of course. Can you please let your parents answer the phone?"
Lucas raised his head and saw Libby looking at him with her arms crossed. She had also heard about the competition, but she didn't expect that he would be interested in it.
When Lucas saw Libby, he immediately laughed, "Mommy, come and answer the phone!"
Libby was stunned for a few seconds, but then she knew that there was someone on the other end of the line. She quickly sat down and answered the phone, "Hello." "Hello, may I ask if you are the mother of that child who called us before?"
"Umm... Yes, I am."
"Your child is four years old. Does he have passed the piano test of level six?"
"Yes, he is talented and good at playing the piano."
"Then can you bring him here for register? We welcome him very much. "
"Alright! When?"
"Better this afternoon, because our registration deadline is 12 o'clock tonight." "Alright! I'll take him in the afternoon." After Libby finished her words, she hung up the phone and seriously looked at Lucas. "Are you sure you want to sign up for it?" "Yes! I want to sign up for it!" Lucas nodded his head firmly.
"You're sure that you can pass the piano test of level six?" She was astonished!
"Of course!"
"Your mommy has just passed the piano test of level eight." Libby didn't quite believe it.
At this moment, Moira walked out from the kitchen with dumplings in her hands. "Don't underestimate him. Lucas is indeed at the level of six."
"OMG! He is indeed a talented child! Alright, I will bring you to register this afternoon."
"No. You are a popular star, so if you go to the television station, you will definitely cause chaos. I'll bring him there!"
"Mommy, do you really agree to my participation?" Lucas did not believe her mother to not object to it.

Chapter 7 The Little Child Participated in the Contest
Moira smiled and touched his little head. "Of course I agree with it! This is a good opportunity for you to be emboldened in the stage. Besides, I believe my son will definitely be able to do it."
"Yes, I won't let Mommy down. I will definitely take the first prize so that Mommy will be proud." Lucas happily laughed. A pair of large watery black eyes flickered with shrewd thoughts!
He hadn't thought that it would be done so easily.
Moira thought that it was good that her son was willing to participate in the competition. It could not only show his ability, but also let him be more confident and energetic. He could also become more courageous by this opportunity. After dinner, Moira borrowed a car from Libby and brought her son to register at the Children's Channel station. Libby wanted to go, but due to her star status, she had to wait at home for news.
Moira signed up for her son. Lucas was a competitor for playing the piano, so he had to pass a few piano contests firstly. His small hands were still plump. However, when they were quickly moving on the piano, a string of perfect notes formed and the rhyme was incredible. Several staff on the side was astounded. "This kid is great, and he'll definitely become the most dazzling star on our show. Alright, he passed the test. Our program will be divided into four rounds: the first round, second round, semifinal, and final. As long as your son wins the first prize, we still reward him fifty thousand dollars for his further study."
Moira stroked her son's head. "Lucas, you can do it!"
"I'll do my best." Lucas nodded. He had to get the first prize, and he had to be famous.
After registration, Moira and Libby took Lucas to have fun for several days.
The first round was coming. Moira was even more nervous than her son. She had confidence in her son, but she didn't want him to lose the competition at the first moment. If this happened, it would destroy his confidence.
Libby, disguised as much as she could, sat in a corner of the auditorium, watching Lucas playing on the stage.
As soon as the audience saw the four-year-old child showed up on the stage, they were stunned by his appearance. Soon, they were conquered by his beautiful piano playing. This competition received a lot of attention. All kinds of live streaming sites' publicity made Lucas a hit soon.
There were comments on his handsome appearance online. Many crazy middle aged women had been reading his news every day. And the excellent piano performance was even more admirable and unbelievable.
Lucas at such a young age was already hot on the Internet at a magical speed. Moreover, some A&R men had already found him. When Moira brought Lucas out, they crowded to send their business cards, hoping he could sign in their companies so that he could train as a super star.
Moira rejected them one by one. Her son definitely wouldn't become a movie actor, and she wasn't short of money right now.
After the first round, the second round of the competition was about to begin. All of the young contestants had shown their unique skills to compete on stage. Moira was also busy in making her son prepare for the semifinal. During the first round, he only played a song of level three on the piano, while during the semifinals, he chose one of level four. When the stage became quite, the spot light landed on Lucas, who worn a small white suit with a very handsome hairstyle. His back was straight. He sat in front of the piano and his fingers were moving in the keys, as if people’s hearts were beating for this music. It sounded great. The perfect melody was really attracting.

Chapter 8 The Champion
Lucas naturally made it to the final, and there were only eight contestants left. Half of them would fail in the finals. The songs chose by Lucas always attracted the audience, and they exclaimed in admiration. In the end, he stood on the final's stage.
On that day, Moira was also quite nervous. However, she only calmly told Lucas to try his best and she didn’t force him to get the first prize but be calm to face the competition. After these matches, he was more popular, and more and more people predicted he would get the first prize.
Libby didn't make a film but followed Lucas every day. She was not absent on every competition.
In the last match, Moira had invited his father to watch the competition, and Elias had also understood how outstanding his grandson was. In the past, her daughter had a talent for playing piano. After he had sent her daughter to study the piano, she had become more like an artist.
In these years, Moira's income was all earned by attending the piano performance. Although she couldn't be rich, she could still be carefree.
Now, her son was becoming better than her.
Melissa and Molly also bought tickets and came over to have a look, but they didn't feel happy at all. Instead, they felt annoyed, feeling that Moira wanted her son's excellence to make up for her mistakes and regain Elias's affection.
Therefore, they actually hoped that this performance would be ruined. It would be the best result if Lucas got the last place.
Libby followed Moira to the backstage this time. She comforted Lucas, who was dresses in a suitable tailcoat today, and his hair was slanted and combed to one side, revealing his well-defined facial features. His tiny face, however, had already been handsome. "My baby, you're so handsome! Give me a kiss." Libby can't help hugging Lucas and kissing his little cheek.
Moira was also very happy. Her son was so outstanding. As a mother, she was the one who was most proud of him.
"My boy, tell me, can you get first prize tonight?" Libby gave him confidence.
"Yes." Lucas was very confident, because he had to take the first place. Only by being the first would he be able to realize his dream. Only by being the first would he be able to become famous enough to attract the attention of that man who never appeared in his life. "That's great." Libby kissed him again and looked at Moira. "I really want one child like him!" "Then find a man to get married!" Moira looked at her with a smile.
"Do you think it's that easy? It must be someone with outstanding gene! Look at your son, his gene is simply amazing."
"Godmother, you have to send me flowers on the stage later!"
"Sure, I will be the first one to send you flowers after your performance." That was what Libby had come to do tonight.
Right now, Lucas' popularity on the Internet had already surpassed hers. She was here to be a hot topic by being with him.
Moira pursed her lips and smiled as she bent down to look at her little son. "Son, I doesn't expect you to be number one, but I hopes that you can perform on stage as calm as usual. Don't be nervous, and don't be defeated."
"Ok!" Lucas felt her love, a smile appearing on his little face.
There were only ten or so minutes left before start of the competition.
In a hall of a luxurious villa, a fifteen-year-old girl was tightly pulling a fifteen-year-old boy, "Hurry up, it's about to start. We can't miss the final."

Chapter 9 The Interesting Siblings
"Can you be a bit more ambitious? Why are you enchanted by a little guy?" A very handsome boy stared at a young girl in pajamas.
"I love him so much, he's my little idol. What is the most important is that he looks just like you! Look at you, no no no, you're not as handsome as him! "The girl belittled her brother's appearance.
"How it would be possible?" The boy was somewhat unconvinced. He was extremely confident in his appearance.
"Alas, it's about to start. Sit down and watch the final with me." The girl pushed her brother onto the sofa. Then she also watched the TV with some snacks. "You are always eating these snacks, no wonder you got fat."
"You're the fat one! I have a standard figure." the young girl retorted unhappily. She was the standard for the unrivalled and adorable young ladies in the world. "You have been fifteen years old, but you're less than 1.6 meters tall. Don't you feel ashamed? I am 1.8 meters tall." The boy pointed out her pain points.
"I'm still growing. Not all grow as fast as you. The genes in our family determine that my height will definitely reach 1.7 meters in the future." The young girl was very confident in her future figure.
While they were arguing, the host's charming voice sounded. The young girl clapped with excitement. "My idol must be number one. It's sure."
The boy always disliked watching this kind of competition, but unfortunately, his little twin sister kept pulling him over to watch it. At this situation, he couldn't help but be attracted to it.
Of course, he was still a bit unconvinced. He did not miss any piano lessons. He didn't know why that four-year-old kid could play the piano so well.
"It is approaching. How exciting it is!"
"Have you done your homework?" The boy reminded her.
"What are you talking about at this moment?" The girl immediately glared at him.
"Sure enough, you haven't done it. Aren't you afraid of being punished tomorrow? "The boy was slightly complacent.
"Don't be so proud of yourself because you get the first place in the school every time!" The young girl pouted in anger.
The boy stared at her with a slightly complacent expression. "I am proud of myself." "Great! Tomorrow, I will tell everyone, you don't have even a girlfriend, and I will destroy your cold and aloof appearance at school. I will tell everyone, you are just a bad guy who bullies his sister at home." The young girl threated her brother ruthlessly. This time, the young man's face darkened. "If you dare to do it, let's wait and see."
"I won't tell anyone unless you allow me to copy you homework today." The young girl was very pleased with herself this time.
"No way, do it yourself." The boy ignored her.
At this time, the first child went up on stage to perform. The young boy and girl stopped arguing and carefully watched the performance on the TV.
After the first one finished his performance, the second went to the stage, while Lucas's turn was the last and deserved most of the expectation. If there was no unpredictable thing, he would certainly become the champion.
During the final, the reporters had carried their cannons around so that they wouldn't miss any exciting points in the evening. As usual, this kind of final wouldn’t be so attracting. But this one was different, because a child named Lucas as a dark horse attracted people's eyes.
He had been a hot topic and it seemed that his figure could be seen everywhere. The number of views on the web page was also rapidly increasing.
This was a business opportunity. They could see a bright future from him.
Therefore, in addition to the Children Channel's staff, there were also quite a few media workers who were preparing to report who was the champion.

Chapter 10 The Final
Finally, Lucas appeared on stage. He walked to the center calmly and politely bent down towards thousands of spectators. His face was magnified to the entire screen, which would be seen at any point.
The audience took in a deep breath. What an excellent child!
What kind of person could give birth to such a child?
Elias's eyes were filled with tears as he watched his grandson's performance. He truly felt proud. It hadn’t gone a long time until he had felt this.
Melissa and Molly looked at each other and felt resentment surge within them. This was a child born out of wedlock, but how could he be so talented? Even if Moira was working at the piano industry, she still wouldn't be able to teach such a young child to play the piano at such a high level!
Moreover! Molly looked at the child's face. He didn't look like Moira at all. Could the father of the child also be very handsome?
She was jealous. But at the same time, she also sneered coldly. How could it be possible?
Maybe he was just good-looking in his childhood! Once he grew up, he might become ugly. This kind of thing was not uncommon!
"He really is my good grandson. He's too calm." Elias felt that he must have inherited his own genes.
In the backstage, Moira was still nervously wringing her hands. She was worried about her son who was performing on the stage, being afraid of something bad might happen.
Libby embraced Moira, her delicate face resting on her shoulder. She looked at the little baby with an affectionate smile on her face.
Lucas was playing a song of level six on the piano. It was complicated and difficult, and the host had also emphasized it. This really attracted the audience's attention.
Could a four-year-old child play a piano piece of level 6? Wasn't it too challenging?
The more impossible it seemed, the more curious the audience were.
Not only was the audience on the auditorium, but the audience in front of the TV all around the country was expecting his excellent performance. They believed that talented children truly existed in the world. And the channel's viewership rating had steadily risen to the first place.
Lucas didn't chase after fame. On this stage, he didn't want to get a sense of accomplishment, nor did he want to win the first prize. All he wanted was reputation so that he could be recognized by the entire country.
Therefore, there was no a single trace of deviation caused by his nervousness during his playing. His small face, under the high-definition video camera, was calm and composed, with a serious and handsome looking. He would gain more popularity and affection by playing this song.
Behind the stage, Moira's and Libby's eyes were somewhat wet.
Elias was also tensed up as he listened to his grandson's song. He heard the soft sounds of praise coming from the people around him. He really wanted to say that he was his grandson.
Lucas finished perfectly his performance with a series of notes, and warm applause instantly burst out from auditorium. It was as loud as the thunder and never stopped for a long time
And this time, the judges were also beginning to pick up the companionship. Without any doubt, they chose Lucas, because he was much better others.

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