There’s only one bathroom in the dorm while public toilets and a bath were at the end of the hallway.
Hannah watched Lucy walk towards the door, frowning, "Are you going to vote for or not? I really don’t care if you don’t. Worst cos to worst, I’ll get others to vote for ."
Compared to being the center, Hannah was now more interested in winning the popularity vote.
Lucy ignored her, thinking it was hard to communicate with soone like Hannah, "You’ve been gone for several days, and Tiffany is quite upset. You better think about how you’re going to compete with her for the center role. She still ranks first in overall popularity."
With that, Lucy left.
Hannah puffed her cheeks looking sowhat distressed.
She touched her chin, took out a mirror, and began talking to herself, "You’re so beautiful that it’s a cri not to be the face of the group."
After her self-reflection, she blew a kiss at her reflection in the mirror.
Thankfully, Lucy had closed the door when leaving, so no one witnessed this sowhat bizarre and narcissistic scene.
*
The following day, everyone was choosing their song for the public performance.
There were fourteen choices, divided between singing and dancing segnts. Singing being six of them, with the rest being dances.
Based on past experiences, the dance tends to garner more attention, so everyone focused primarily on that.
Today was the day to choose the song. Originally scheduled at eight in the morning, a production crew mber first went to knock on Hannah’s door. However, it was Lucy who answered, looking rather frigid, "What is it?"
The crew mber twitched at the corner of his mouth and looked inside, "Where is Hannah Winter?"
Lucy stepped sideways to block his view, answering, "Still asleep."
She was sleeping like a dead pig, the type that wouldn’t wake up even if her dorm partner hit her with a stick.
The shoot was then rescheduled to noon.
The intention to appease was obvious.
In the week leading up to the shoot, the outside dia got wind of it, releasing various statents and conspiracy theories.
Most speculated that the show had angered high-level officials and was being suspended for adjustnts.
The production team didn’t issue an official statent, rely posting an update on the day of the recording.
Without a doubt, it trended, and even managed to push down news about a certain pop star’s relationship drama.
*
When it was ti to choose their song, everyone was standing together. Group A was at the front, with Hannah in the center.
After a week with Arnold Simmons, Hannah had been well taken care of. She was glowing, and it just felt like she was born to be the center.
A few caras from the production team pointed directly at Hannah.
Tiffany, standing at the very back, stared at Hannah’s position with a look of deep resentnt. The dark circles under her eyes couldn’t be covered even with heavy foundation, making her look extrely haggard.
But when the cara panned her way, she forced herself to give an elegant smile.
She had held back for a week, her anger simring inside her, trapped and causing a tightness in her chest. But with Hannah absent, she didn’t even have a target for her revenge.
In this week, she overheard so gossips among the trainees ntioned that this pause in shooting was due to Hannah’s injury, and that Hannah’s behind-the-scenes sponsor was angry about it.
Otherwise, why would the program be suspended just because a minor trainee was injured? It was already considerate enough that they hadn’t asked her to drop out.
Tiffany wanted to scoff at this.
She found it hard to believe that soone like Hannah could cozy up to a wealthy sponsor. She was beginning to suspect if George River still had a soft spot for Hannah and had even helped her beco the center for the the song performance.
But since she couldn’t get in touch with George, she could only keep her doubts to herself. Like a seed, her suspicions were slowly festering and would inevitably sprout one day.
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