Elusive, soft, and faint.
There was a faint sweet fragrance on her body.
It was the scent of the communal shower gel used in the dorm, not particularly unique, yet it sohow gave off an oppressive feel.
Lucy Taylor was startled by Hannah Winter’s sudden proximity, and hearing her words, she beca tense and blushed while growing frustrated, "Stop making nonsense, can’t I stretch a bit?"
Hannah nodded knowingly, sitting up straight, "You’ve been stretching for over two hours."
Lucy Taylor didn’t want to bother with Hannah further. Spotting the looks from the two others in the room, she held back, "You’d better mind your own business instead of ddling in mine."
"What should I worry about?" Hannah asked, turning the pages of her book attentively.
Lucy Taylor scoffed, "Tiffany Lynch isn’t an easy person to get along with. You’ve offended her, she won’t let you off the hook."
Tiffany Lynch is a person who she could see through at first glance, pretentious and cunning, yet paradoxically her fans were all taken in by her, constantly praising her as a "noble lady" or "unworldly goddess".
It was laughable, really.
If she was so high and mighty and didn’t want fa, why did she co for the audition? Why didn’t she go live in a cave?
Although Lucy didn’t like Hannah, she could at least stand her upfront personality far more than Tiffany’s hypocrisy.
It was just out of the kindness of her heart that she warned Hannah.
But Hannah didn’t seem to take her words to heart. She lazily replied, "Noted, dismissed."
Lucy Taylor glared at Hannah on the bed, grinding her teeth, "Crazy."
Hannah didn’t reply, she was absorbed in the novel in her hand, her lips curving slightly, her smile deepening.
The two days of preliminary stage filming ended, and the premiere would be in three days.
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Lucy Taylor quietly got out of bed, glancing at Hannah, who was sleeping on the top bunk.
She still had a book in her hand.
It was a different book though.
"My Dearest President II: Runaway Bride with a Baby"
Lucy Taylor made a weird face, "...Crazy."
When she got to the practice room, other people from her company had already arrived.
Of course, there were also a few other trainees from different companies and... May Hoffman.
They all had one thing in common: either their company had bought the production team, or they had found a back door, or... they played by unwritten rules.
Lucy Taylor walked directly to the first row, standing right next to Tiffany Lynch.
The one who ca to give them secret lessons was Reese Shaw.
When everyone arrived, Reese Shaw checked the list of nas and then stood up from the chair, clapping his hands, "Alright, since everyone’s here, I’ll begin. The recording of the the song will be the day after tomorrow, that’s when the official the song and dance will be introduced. But your companies must have shown you the dance video for the the song for practice. Let’s start with everyone dancing it together."
The talent show itself was unfair. Maybe this world itself is unfair.
Before the filming of the show began, the production team had already sold the dance video for the the song. A few relatively large companies chose to buy in advance, even small companies were willing to pay for the insurance.
According to the rules of the competition, there are only three days to learn the the song, and after three days, the first "Center" will be determined through online voting.
This is also the goal everyone is competing for.
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