As soon as Hannah entered the building, the producer rushed to et her with several staff mbers in tow.
All kinds of consolation, they almost wished they could carry her in on a palanquin.
Hannah was quite pleased with the sudden change in their attitudes.
She loved these fair-weather friends and opportunists, because these people could always say many nice things to curry favor with her.
The producer who often acted superior, now almost wanted to crouch at Hannah’s feet. Rubbing his hands together, his face was all pleasantries, "Hannah..."
As he was speaking, he saw a sweet beauty turn her head and look at him. Those beautiful eyes glimred with a hint of amusent. He felt a chill creep down his spine.
He quickly tried to save face in front of his staff. "No... Miss Winter, Miss Winter, now that you’re back, please tell us when we can start recording the show."
The higher-ups didn’t give him any specific details. They only told him that Hannah would be back tonight and asked everyone to take good care of her. But they didn’t ntion when the show would start airing again.
Uncertain of what to do, the producer could only ask Hannah.
With a small smile playing on her lips, Hannah answered, without intending to make things difficult. "Just film as you usually would, there’s no need to worry about ."
This didn’t reassure the producer. "The mistake was my fault earlier, I am here to..."
"I’ve arrived." Hannah cut him off, pointing to the dormitory not far away.
The door of the dormitory was open, and Lucy Taylor was standing at the entrance, her arms folded. At the sight, Lucy was sowhat taken aback, but after a mont, she just chuckled.
Her laughter caught the producer’s attention. Seeing soone observing him, he quickly straightened up.
He still had so pride left.
All he could do in the end was hurriedly say a few placating words before leaving with his workers.
Passing by Lucy, she uttered, "Hannah Winter, it turns out you’re not so different from ."
She had initially been regretting the fact that Hannah was likely not going to debut, but now, it was clear...
The emperor isn’t hurried, but his eunuchs are. It seems Hanna has quite the background.
Even in front of the arrogant Tiffany Lynch, she had never seen the producer so submissive.
Hearing the teasing in Lucy’ words, devoid of ill intent, Hannah just laughed. Leaning in, she goaded, "Jealous, are you?"
Lucy stiffened, pushing away the woman in front of her. As soon as her hand touched Hannah’s delicate body, she blushed, "Hannah Winter, don’t be so smug. Your debut is still uncertain!"
Her montum was already fading.
Hannah put on an innocent face, and recycled an old question, "Do you think I’m pretty?"
She batted her eyelashes, her fair face bead with an alluring smile.
Lucy opened her mouth, stamred and unable to say any retort, she finally muttered, "You should probably take your dication."
After saying these words, she hurriedly walked back to her room.
With her backpack slung over her shoulder, Hannah followed her with a string of words, "I’ve watched the previous season of ’Shining Star Road.’ When the ti cos, everyone would internally vote for a universally acceptable front face. I’m so pretty, you should vote for ."
Lucy tossed her pillow in search of clean clothes. "Don’t you have utmost confidence in your face? Why would you care about my vote?"
"That’s not the sa," objected Hannah. "If I co first, but the second-place contestant is behind by only one vote, that’s no fun."
Lucy glanced at Hannah and pulled at her lips but didn’t say a word.
She gathered clothes for a shower. Just as she reached the door, she stopped, "Don’t follow . I’m going to shower outside."
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