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Whitney saw Yvette at a glance and didn’t hide her anger at all. “Are you kidding me? Such a person is still here? Copying songs and taking clothes that don’t belong to you? Doesn’t casting depend on character?”

“Don’t talk nonsense! What evidence do you have...” Although Yvette stood up to defend herself, she had actually spent a lot of money to advance.

“Alright, what are you guys arguing about? The people who advanced in this shoot are all here. Now, I will announce the person on the cover of the magazine-Sharon!” The production team took out the sample magazine and placed it in front of them.

This result was unexpected because ELVA had always been known for its sexiness, and the person with the highest votes was Xenia. Although Sharon had caught them off-guard this time, she had taken the sweet route-there was even a hint of sweetness in her sexiness.

Some netizens even deliberately didn’t vote for her because of her personal problems.

“This is definitely a conspiracy. The production team must’ve done this because Sharon has garnered a lot of attention lately!”

“That’s right. The production team treats their daughter like this. Everyone knows that Xenia’s experience in modeling is better than Sharon’s.”

“This is too much. No wonder my ranking is so low-it turns out that people are making use of connections in this round.”

Seeing that everyone was still on her side, Xenia couldn’t help but smile slightly. “It’s okay. Sharon’s performance in this scene was indeed brilliant, so it’s only natural for her to be on the cover. We should applaud her.”

She pretended to be magnanimous in front of everyone, but her eyes were filled with grievances.

Whitney glanced at Xenia and rolled her eyes.

“Alright, for the next competition, we’ll use a two-on-two method. Everyone has to prepare a piano performance. In order to match the movie theme, the specific rules will be released after everyone has received the song list. The time limit is 12 tonight.”

On the way back to her room, Sharon had already thought about several songs in her mind.

This time, they had clearly stipulated that the contestants would play the piano, which was a good opportunity. However, she didn’t have much confidence in herself. After all, she hadn’t played the piano for many years.

But such an opportunity... Sharon counted the remaining people. Musicians and actors and models each number half. Most of the actors and models will definitely choose to play and sing in order to avoid shortcomings. If I chose a show-off song, I might have a greater chance of advancing.

“Prokofiev’s Second Piano Concerto, ‘G Minor,’ or Liszt’s ‘Spanish Smugglers’ Themed Fantasy Rondo,’ which will be enjoyed by more young men...”

“Although this work has endless techniques, music, and perfect harmony, have you thought about the audience’s love for it in the market?” Whitney walked behind Sharon and suddenly spoke, scaring Sharon so much that she couldn’t help but be shocked. “I’ve thought about choosing a piano piece that shows off my skills, but most of the audience doesn’t seem to like pure piano music. Thus, I decided to choose a piece.”

It couldn’t be denied that Whitney’s suggestion was correct, but Sharon revealed a thoughtful expression. “Don’t worry-I’ll think about it carefully. Anyway, we have until midnight.”

Apart from choosing a song, I also have another very important matter. Should I tell the Harris family about Louis hiring a murderer? With my understanding of Madam Harris, this matter will definitely be suppressed if I tell the Harris family directly. If I tell June this piece of news... With her brain, she definitely won’t be able to use it well. With Wallace’s current situation, Sharon didn’t want such a thing to disturb him. If she rashly released this information, it would definitely affect the Harris family.

It was really difficult to decide now.

It was late at night when Sharon finally made up her mind to send her choice to the production team.

Tommy also drove over and waited for her at the door. They went to the villa where Wallace was recuperating.

“Didn’t your Harris family’s villa get sold? If you think it’s okay, you can give this house to Wallace in my name.”

“I have the same idea, but if you rashly give this house to them, won’t it be bad?”