The moment the title appeared, the entire family, including Mara, was captivated by the television screen.
"The name Mira is probably familiar to everyone. She's our powerhouse singer, and her songs are household names. But she has another identity..."
The show's host spoke eloquently, and not another sound could be heard in the Mercer family's living room.
Next, the screen began to play today's interview.
Mira was already famous, and as soon as the program aired, its ratings skyrocketed. Across Melvion City, thousands upon thousands of viewers were gathered in front of their televisions.
At first, they were curious. But when the host announced that Mira's score on the monthly exam was 725, with perfect scores in math and sciences, everyone was stunned.
When it came time for her to share her study tips, parents immediately called their children over.
"Come quickly! Look at how Mira does it."
Mira's daily schedule, in particular, caused a massive stir throughout Melvion City.
Parents and children, young and old, were all amazed by her discipline with time, never wasting a single minute.
"So that's why she's successful. It makes sense."
"It's true, no one can achieve success casually."
"Look at how she uses her time. We've all been wasting our lives."
But when Mira mentioned the perfect combination of physical labor, mental work, and music, explaining that it left her feeling energized rather than tired, it served as a wake-up call for parents who only focused on studying and students who did nothing but bury their heads in books.
It turned out that combining physical and mental work wasn't detrimental; they could actually enhance each other.
Right, right, they had almost forgotten. To study well, you first need a healthy body, and the brain needs rest too.
Simply sitting and studying endlessly was counterproductive.
At first, they had assumed Mira must be exhausted every day.
Since that wasn't the case, everyone felt they could try to emulate her.
Even if they couldn't copy everything, doing something was better than nothing. After all, who doesn't want to succeed?
From then on, a trend of imitating Mira's schedule swept through
Melvion City, but that was a story for another time.
Back in the Mercer family's living
room, Ethan's face was filled with pride. That's my sister. She's truly in
a league of her own Look how
outstanding she
"Mom, I don't feel well."
A discordant voice suddenly broke the family's focus.
Lacey's worried voice followed immediately.
"Honey, what's wrong? Tell me."
"Mara masked her boiling envy and clutched her midsection. 'I... I don't feel well,' she forced out."
"You ate too much. Ethan, call the doctor."
Mara was speechless. You're the one who ate too much.
But regardless, everyone's attention was no longer on the television.
Lacey guided Mara up the stairs, hovering over her as if she were made of delicate porcelain.
"Ethan, call the doctor again!" she urged.
Unfortunately, the family doctor was busy today and had gone home. It would take some time for him to get there.
Mara breathed a sigh of relief. She was only faking it, after all.
Worried about delaying treatment, Ethan called a well-known nearby clinic, and an old doctor arrived quickly.
Mara appeared calm and weak on the surface but was growing.
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She glanced over as the doctor began to take her pulse, with Adrian, Ethan, and
Lacey all watching him intently.
How could she get through this?
The old doctor took her pulse once, then took it again. Lacey was nearly frantic with worry.
"Is something wrong?"
The doctor's face lit up with a professional smile. 'Congratulations!"
The Mercers, including Mara, were completely baffled. What could possibly be
wonderful about a sick visit?