Hazel entered the voting channel and noticed that she had received many more votes
than the runner-up.
After quitting Facebook, she clicked on Whatsapp and saw many messages from her
classmates and teachers.
Xiomara: Hazel, you are on fire! I am so happy for you! Your vote is so high! It’s rising so
fast! It seems that you are the king of popularity this time! I heard that the first place in
the popularity selection can sign a formal contract with the TV station! Hazel, I envy you
so much!
Sloane: You have many supporters before the voting starts. I’m jealous!
Professional class teacher: Hazel, I watched your program playback, and your progress is
even greater. I hope you will not be arrogant or impetuous, and continue to work hard.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHector Joly: Hazel, take a good rest during the day today, and there should be many more
people watching your show tonight. Be good!
Hazel took her mobile phone and replied to their messages respectively.
After replying to the message, she turned her phone to silent, closed her eyes, and forced
herself to sleep.
……
Seeing Hazel’s reply, Sloane’s eyes turned red with anger.
Hazel’s reply to her was: Sister, you are also great.
Even though Hazel didn’t have any aura, Sloane found her reply particularly glaring.
It’s not just Hazel’s reply, she felt dazzling towards Hazel now.
If Hazel wasn’t there, Sloane would get a lot of attention for sure. But Hazel made it so no
one else could see her.
Hazel was prettier than her, and her hosting ability was not bad. In this case, unless
Sloane’s hosting ability was much better than Hazel’s, Hazel’s future career development
would not be affected by Hazel.
But Sloane knew very well that her own strength was not much stronger than Hazel’s.
Therefore, she had no choice but to drive Hazel away.
The most effective way was to let Hazel have an accident when hosting, so that everyone
could see that Hazel was not capable.
On Facebook today, Hazel was absolutely stunning. Imagine how hideous she would be if
she broadcasted a programme with an accident.
At 10:30 p.m., Hazel came to the TV station.
The editor gave her the transcript of tonight’s broadcast.
“Hazel, you’re popular! I’ve been on stage for so many years, and I’ve seen so many
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtrainee anchors, and no one has ever been as popular as you.”
Hazel said bluntly: “I didn’t expect the audience to like me. It’s a great honor And I am
very grateful.”
“You work hard, and more and more people will like you in the future.” The editor
encouraged, “You want to read the manuscript, and if there is anything that is not smooth,
I can help you correct it.”
Hazel: “Okay, thank you.”
At 2:50 a.m., Sloane’s program ended.
Sloane went backstage and walked straight to Hazel.
“Hazel, I almost forgot to tell you that when I came to work, someone gave you flowers.
Because you didn’t come, I signed for the flowers for you.”
Hazel was a little surprised: “Flowers? Where?”