The girl sneered, "Indeed, a bunch of trainees from Class D. If you're inferior, then you're inferior. Do they really think they can catch up to our progress with just a few days of effort? Hannah Winter is pretty funny too, thinking these people can help her. They might even get eliminated in the first round."
A few people walked away, Tiffany Lynch took one last look at Hannah in the practice room. The smile on her lips was mixed with gloom and a touch of madness, nowhere near the aloof image of the Eldest Miss from the past.
*
In the evening, the production team arranged another solo interview for Hannah.
Unlike before, this time Hannah was directly pulled to the interview right after leaving the practice room.
Without any makeup or styling, even her face was still covered in sweat, looking somewhat disheveled.
But when she looked at the camera, her lips, rosy from intense exercise, bore a gorgeous smile. Her eyelashes fluttered like dewdrops on a brilliant red rose.
