Reese Shaw nodded, adding fuel to the fire, "Yes, I heard that Mr. Landon was planning to write a song for Hannah Winter. It’s quite exaggerated. Hannah Winter isn’t that great, to the point where she gets Mr. Landon to write a song for her. It makes very curious."
Finishing her declaration, Reese noticed the progressively cooling expression on Hilary Quin’s face and felt satisfied inwardly.
She knew that Hilary always held a grudge over Jas Landon’s previous refusal to write a song for her. Telling her now that Jas was planning to write a song for Hannah, would that not infuriate her?
An artist who debuted six years ago, possessing both good looks and popularity, being trumped by a rookie from a talent show - wouldn’t anyone feel frustrated?
There was nothing she could do to Hannah Winter, but Hilary Quin was a different story.
However, as soone who had been in the entertainnt industry for six years, Hilary certainly wouldn’t miss the implications in Reese’s words.
She laughed and nodded, her smile exaggerated and slightly sharp, "Why is Ms. Shaw telling all this? Who Mr. Landon chooses to write songs for is his freedom."
After finishing her sentence, Hilary let out a small laugh and looked away.
Reese Shaw paused, forcing a smile.
Violet Lee, standing beside her, tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Ms. Shaw, the cara."
Resignedly producing a grimace that looked worse than crying, Reese faced the cara.
On this side, the critiques began.
Each ntor held 50,000 votes. They could choose to vote for the trainees they supported. The rest of the trainees, however, held 10,000 votes and could also choose to vote for the trainees they supported.
The final score was calculated based on direct shooting clicks (5%), online voting (35%), trainee votes (15%), and ntor votes (45%).
All the Internet data and scoring thods were publicly disclosed, ensuring fairness and preventing any underhanded tactics by the program team.
The original intention of the producers was to reverse the black spot of previous program scandals. But now, with this voting thod, they had no room for retreat.
With Tiffany Lynch’s score so low, weren’t they just provoking the backers?
The producers were furious. Who could anticipate that Tiffany Lynch, who was so lacking in competitive spirit, couldn’t even outperform a single trainee?
Violet Lee still maintained her amiable facade. Holding the microphone, she rely smiled and complinted, "Everyone’s performance was very good. You’ve all improved quite a lot since practice."
Having said that, she really didn’t know what else to say, so she simply put down the microphone.
She didn’t seem like she wanted to offend anyone.
Reese Shaw was most annoyed by Violet Lee’s conduct. As ntors, their job was to train these trainees, so their status should of course be higher than these trainees.
But why did Violet have to act like she was afraid of offending them?
However, in front of the cara, Reese didn’t forget to manage her expressions. Her remarks were as harsh as ever, "Everyone’s performance was indeed very good, especially Hannah Winter. Your performance during class had not been good previously, and as your teacher, I was worried about you. However, your performance today was comndable. It wasn’t a waste that your teachers put you through private training that day. You shouldn’t hold a grudge against your teachers, right?"
She asked the question with a tone that was half-joking.
Soone passed the microphone to Hannah.
Receiving it, she smiled, "Of course not, I know that the teachers were doing it for my own good."
The question and answer went smoothly without a hitch.
Reese Shaw locked eyes with Hannah, who had beautiful, fox-like eyes.
The eyes reminded her of a mischievous fox that just played a prank and pretended it did nothing. Crafty, hostile, yet all of that was cleverly hidden under the harmlessly clean pretense of a smile.
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