She caught Violet Lee's gaze, seeing astonishment and a touch of resentment in her eyes, deepening the smile at her lips.
Violet looked down, contemplating something, then finally nodded.
Leaning against the cold wall behind her, Hannah's bare face conveyed an impression of innocent harmlessness, yet her delicately lifted eye corners hinted at a contrastingly devious spirit.
It was oddly oppressive.
Withdrawing her gaze from Violet, her eyes suddenly softened, and her voice carried an elusive charm, "I can see that you genuinely want to train us trainees well, but we live in an era driven by popularity. Talent is less important than popularity. Even if you're highly skilled, people won't listen to you without camera time, am I right?"
"That's not..." Violet subconsciously wanted to argue, but ended up agreeing with Hannah's point.
Without urge for a quick response, Hannah just smiled faintly, "Ms. Lee, you are a good teacher, I believe you can do it, right?"
Do what?
