Chapter 2114 No need to pretend to apologize

Book:Become the Wife of A CEO Published:2024-5-30

As this show is all the members are boyfriend settings, so at the moment the girlfriend fans are the most can not stand their own love beans are fired cp.
At the moment madly cursing Klara on the internet, desperately venting her frustrations.
Brody dialed Klara’s phone, his tone full of anxiety.
“This is bad, this show they are the popularity among the people, how you suddenly began to be black, in case you can not enter the level behind…”
Brody didn’t even finish his sentence before Klara got a headache and pressed her brow.
She opened Variety’s official website and, not surprisingly, her name had fallen out of the top 10.
A part of the netizens think that she has not even started the broadcast of the show to hype, such behavior is unpleasant, so they do not vote.
Sikh’s fans even organized to vote for the one or two people behind her one after another, just to squeeze her out.
But it was just a day’s time, and Klara dropped to the twenties.
This is only the beginning, Klara only has to comfort herself and Brody.
“It’s okay, after the show starts, I’ll try to find a chance to flip it.”

A whole week soon passed and it was finally time for the show to be recorded.
Today is the first day of the competition and the players have been meeting one after another.
Klara got her number plate, the staff looked up at her and saw such a delicate and beautiful person in front of her, and her attitude was unknown better.
“Take your seat number and hurry up and sit down.”
Klara nodded politely and walked into the studio, by which time most of the contestants were done.
In the middle of the studio is the stage, surrounded by a ring of contestant seats, and in the very center is the judges’ position.
The stepped player seats are also considered a very good view, although the steps are not high, but everyone blacked out into a piece, it still looks quite spectacular.
At this time the judges had not yet arrived, the floor was full of staff leaping around, and the atmosphere was actually very relaxed for a while.
The players who had already done well were basically introducing themselves and making casual small talk, and the venue was noisy as hell.
But just as Klara entered the field, the atmosphere was noticeably quiet, and the players who were talking and fighting just now all turned their heads to look over.
“This is the Argun who was scandalized with Sikh, and he’s a little too good-looking, right?”
“I feel like he looks even better than in the photo… did that photo of him pull down his face value instead?”
“What’s the use of just looking good, the competition has not yet begun to crazy hype, if not no strength, why so weak-minded!”
“You quickly stop saying that… you don’t know if it’s really hype, in case the two of them really have that kind of relationship… then you’re not offending the wrong ones!”
Klara completely ignored the looks and unfriendly remarks, looked at the number plate in her hand, and went straight to find her seat.
Today they are going to be measured for rank, and each of the one hundred contestants is going to perform an event of their choice.
Then the jury follows and their performance is scored for them from one to six, with each point divided into a class.
The first class is the best, so naturally the sixth class is the worst.
This show, although the players stay or go, depending on the online vote, but after all, the official editing and footage given is also very important.
If you can be assigned to the first class, you will naturally be able to get more resources, while the sixth class…
Basically, it is even abandoned.
What Klara has been practicing hard all this time is the dance for this level assessment.
Although she has worked very hard during this period, she is always a bit unsure in her heart.
So she found the position she was placed in, and this time the camera was not yet on, so she immediately closed her eyes and entered the space to start the final practice.
Originally tightly was practicing, Klara corner was suddenly disturbed by a noise.
She opened her eyes and turned around just in time to meet the disgusted eyes of the person beside her.
Klara looked into those beautiful but disgusted and disdainful eyes and was a little surprised for a moment.
“Sikh?”
That’s right, the owner of these eyes is exactly the Sikh who has been speculating with himself for some time.
Sikh surprisingly, like her, is also the type who looks better in person than in photos, and his temperament seems to be somewhat restrained in photos.
It looks like the type of bad beauty, but the reality of Sikh’s sharpness, the whole aura is both open and powerful, dazzling people dare not look straight.
But he is sitting next to himself?
I’m afraid it’s also a deliberate arrangement by the program team for the sake of topics and traffic.
Klara felt a little confused and oddly uncomfortable at this point.
This deliberate and intentional act makes Klara feel a little contempt in her heart, knowing that she was scolded so badly and still put the two together…
Klara was originally cursing her mind back and forth in her heart, and to her surprise an icy voice suddenly rang out in her ears.
“Can you stop looking?”
Klara realized that her head was still tilted and her eyes were still on Sikh’s body at all times.
She had to turn her head awkwardly, and then very sincerely lowered her voice.
“Excuse me.”
It is always impolite to stare at someone, and the bet is still a sincere apology.
“If you’re really embarrassed, don’t pull others into bundling the hype.”
Klara frowned and reacted by looking at the disgusted look of the person in front of her and asked.
“You mean to say that those previous news and messages were intentional on my part?”
Sikh snorted coldly from his nose, the look of disgust on his face intensifying.
“What else could it be? And why do you have our the Davidson Family’s clothes on you? Wasn’t it because you did all the research and then tried to be my hotness? Even something like making fake clothes you can think of.”
Sikh was really feeling depressed and didn’t think he would be rubbed in this way.
He himself, as the person in question, of course knew that the clothes could not be from him, but since they were not from him, where could they have come from?
It must be that Klara did multiple investigations and then went and made a fake one herself.
This is also the closest version of reality that people can speculate about on the Internet, and this version has a high acceptance rate.
It must be Klara deliberately made a fake the Davidson Family dress and then released it, probably paid off the marketing number and hired some water army.
In order to rub their own hotness really do everything.
Klara listened to the teenager’s words without holding back and hooked her lips, suppressing herself from laughing out loud.
It’s true that you didn’t give me the clothes, your uncle gave them to me.
But such words cannot be said, Klara forced to hold back her laughter and explained in a serious manner.