The girl's voice was soft, with a hint of resentment. Her radiant face was as beautiful as a spring flower, her eyes clear and ethereal, like a mountain spring silently flowing through human hearts.
Suddenly, upon making eye contact, the boy's face flushed again.
Wishing he could crawl under a table, he stammered, "No...no, you...you're the most beautiful."
Such an enchanting woman was rare, even in the bustling movie academy, there was undoubtedly no one who could rival her beauty.
That's why he had worked up the courage to invite her to be a hostess.
After all, wherever a beautiful person stands, their graceful figure always brings joy to those who see it.
Hannah propped up her face, laughter sparkling in her eyes as the corners of her eyes slightly lifted revealing a dark red blush. "That's why, how can I represent the school? They are not as beautiful as me, how can I represent them?"
