Chapter 469: Legend
At Leonard Bishop’s words, the other seven teammates all looked at him gratefully, breathing a collective sigh of relief.
Claire Sinclair said gratefully, "Thank you. Let me know if you need anything. I’m not a professional, but I can do my best to help with odd jobs and such."
Leonard Bishop said with a composed expression, "Professor Sinclair, you don’t need to do anything else. Just sit back and watch. I’ll make sure our team takes first place."
’This kid sure is bold.’
Claire Sinclair was still touched. She smiled and said, "Alright, let’s get to it. Time is tight. Are you all going to decide on a performance yourselves, or do you want to discuss it with me? I might not be an expert in these things, but I can offer my opinion as a member of the audience."
The other contestants said nothing, merely looking at Leonard Bishop with lost, helpless expressions. They were likely pinning all their hopes on this top student, who was ranked second overall.
Leonard Bishop began, a little sheepishly, "I have an original song, but I can’t produce it by myself. The other seven aren’t the creative type, so they can’t help much. I was thinking of asking the other mentors for help, but I’m not sure if they’d be willing."
Claire Sinclair was on the verge of telling him to go ahead and ask, but before the words left her mouth, Adrian Quincy, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly pulled out his phone, made a call, and put it on speaker.
"Cousin, it’s me."
"Adrian? What a rare occasion! You’re actually calling me first! Haha... I think I should go buy a lottery ticket!"
"I need you to do me a favor," Adrian Quincy requested, his tone all business. Not a single wasted word.
"Uh, what’s up?"
"Claire is mentoring a few trainees here who need professional guidance. Come over."
’That guy... he was clearly giving an order.’
Claire Sinclair mentally rolled her eyes. ’The Great Demon King Quincy, how can you be so tyrannical!’
Just when she thought his cousin would be annoyed, she agreed without the slightest hesitation. "Sure, where are you? I’ll head over right away."
Adrian Quincy gave her the address and hung up.
Just as Claire Sinclair was about to ask who his cousin was, Leonard Bishop beat her to it. "Young Master Quincy, was that Sheryl Drake on the phone just now?"
Adrian Quincy gave a slight nod. "She’s my cousin."
At his words, everyone, including Claire Sinclair, was completely stunned.
Sheryl Drake. She debuted around the same time as Cecily Taylor and was a multi-talented, highly-respected artist with a scandal-free reputation. Her singing was first-rate, she had released several globally popular albums, and she had won countless major awards. On top of that, she was a top-tier actress—a media darling who was a frequent sight on the Cannes red carpet. Several of her films had grossed billions at the box office, making her arguably the highest-paid female artist in the country.
The domestic media had once dubbed Cecily Taylor and Sheryl Drake the "Peerless Duo." Later, Cecily Taylor was shelved for two years due to certain scandals, and it was during those two years that Sheryl Drake’s career truly flourished.
For a while after that, their fanbases were locked in a vicious war of words. Since neither artist ever commented on the situation, rumors spread that the two were at odds.
’To think that such a legendary artist was actually Adrian Quincy’s cousin!!!’
’So... was he serious about that phone call?’
Claire Sinclair asked uncertainly, "Is she really going to come and help?"
Adrian Quincy nodded. "My cousin and I are closer than Yara and I are. She’s a very conscientious person. Trust me."
’After he put it like that, what reason did she have not to believe him?’