When Elena returned to the university, Aryan was still resting in the makeshift classroom lounge.
Layla had a bottle of medicated oil, and she was rubbing it on her fingers.
“Are you nervous?” The medicated oil had a lovely smell, and Elena felt refreshed after she got a whiff of it.
“A little,” Aryan said truthfully. He was not worried that he could not finish his pencil sketch, but he was more afraid that he would not have enough time to help Rufus with the outlines.
If he did not help Rufus, then the latter might not have enough time to complete his part in the next round.
“Don’t be too nervous. It will be fine.” Elena patted his shoulder.
Layla had a nose that was better than a dog’s! “Elena, you went for hot pot!”
“Hmm.”
“And you did not bring us along! How rude!” It was harder to gain weight if one ate alone; no wonder she was so slim!
“We’ll go tomorrow to celebrate us getting into the final round.” Elena was still very full.
“Are you so sure we could get in?”
“Absolutely!”
Lois entered the room and looked at Aryan, “It’s time for the team to register and report ourselves at the arena.”
“Come on, let’s go.”
When they entered the arena, they could finally see how experienced comics teams would behave in a professional competition.
All of the competing teams had groups of assistants in matching uniforms, and each team had at least a dozen team members who had huddled together.
However, their team looked as if they were strangers who had walked in groups of twos or threes.
“That’s Nina’s team,” Lois suddenly whispered as she stared at the arena’s entrance.
Everyone turned to look.
Nina’s team was the most established team of them all.
Except for Nina, everyone else in her team wore a uniform. However, their uniforms were obviously much better than the outfit of an average team.
It was artistically and vibrantly colored. It felt as if they were in a comic, but it did not feel out of place at all.
“That design definitely cost them a lot of money.”
“How nice it is to have money,” Lois lamented.
“That team had earned quite a lot of money. If you want that, develop the team well and produce results. You could achieve that too.”
Elena and Aryan left the rest of the team and went to the registration booth.
It was a procedure for each team to sign in, and after which, the participants would enter the competition area.
However, it looked like the September Studio would be a laughing stock that day.
Even Lois felt ashamed of her team. She looked at the other groups, then back at her own…
She had failed to recruit more members. She could not help it!
That was definitely the definition of a power gap!
The other teams had at least five people with them.
Nina’s team was relatively smaller. They only had three members.
As for their team? They only had Aryan.
Their solitary appearance was even worse than when Elena was up there alone in the morning session.
Aryan sat down in his position and looked out at the rest of the arena.
Elena raised her clenched fist and whispered to him, “Break a leg!”
Aryan nodded and acknowledged the encouragement.
“Well, you seem to get along with men particularly well?” They heard a charming clear voice from behind them.
That woman again. She was like an annoying poltergeist!
Nevertheless, when Elena turned to look at her, she put on her best smile and said, “Miss Garcia, are you feeling alright?”
“What?” Ava glared at her. Why would she ask that? Had she gone crazy?
Elena shrugged and said, “Oh, I have a small wound on my finger. I accidentally ate too much seafood today, so it’s currently very itchy.”
She pretended to scratch her pinky finger, then her thin lips curled, and she smiled softly.
“You had so much seafood just now at lunch. It’s a wonder that you feel just fine.”
She turned and walked hand-in-hand with Layla to the spectators’ seats.
Layla could not help but look back at Ava, and whispered, “Her blouse covered everything below her chin. It’s quite pretty, but it felt a little odd.”
“Didn’t you hear? Ava suffered minor burns just below her chin. It’s all rotten flesh down there, how could she not cover it?”
Elena did not speak loudly, but the people around them heard her clearly.
“You…” Ava heard it too and turned around fiercely, but that b*tch was already some distance away.
However, everyone around her tried to stare at her chin.
The top’s lace had covered her chin, so no one knew whether her flesh was rotten.
Nevertheless, the design of her shirt was quite strange, indeed.
Was there any truth to what Elena had said? That Ava’s chin was burnt, and it was a pile of rotten flesh?
The eyes that looked at her in admiration were suddenly hesitant when they heard the words ‘rotten mean.’
One’s imagination could be a very terrible thing, indeed. If there were something that one could not see, then one would imagine it to be worse.
Those people had imagined Ava’s neckline as if it was a bloody mess. Some of them were even nauseated when they thought about the burns under her chin.
Ava was so furious that her heart rate fluctuated wildly. Her expression changed for the worse.
“Everything is fine! There’s nothing wrong with my chin!”
She was furious. Why did those people look at her weirdly? It was as if she had contracted some terrible diseases.
Those people even backed away from her as if they did not want to have any contact with her.
Ava could not accept it! Did they not stare and drool after her that morning?
Her chin had been fine, so why did she feel as if it was a little itchy?
“Miss Garcia, the competition is about to start. Let us take our seats,” her assistant, Amara, reminded her.
Ava scratched at the area around her chin again. She did not know what had happened as her chin felt itchier and itchier.
However, everyone had started to enter the arena. She could no longer remain there.
She followed Amara to the judges’ area and took her seat at the table.
Her chin felt so itchy…
“Where is Second Young Master Sharp?” She frowned when she saw Henry’s assistant Ashton in the seat next to her.
The most outstanding person there was Second Young Master Sharp. If he was not present, there was no reason for her to be there as well.
Henry and Elena also seemed to have gotten along well. If it was something that Elena wanted, then Ava must have it as well.
Had she given Elena her permission for her to have a special relationship with Second Young Master Sharp?
An outstanding person like Second Young Master Sharp could only love Ava!
That b*tch, Elena should just get lost!
“Will he be here?” Ava scratched her face as she smiled gracefully at Ashton.
“Second Young Master did not say anything about that. In the meantime, I will be judging on his behalf this afternoon,” Ashton said politely.
Ava wanted to ask a few more questions, but her chin grew itchier by the minute. She could not bear it anymore.
She dared not scratch her chin, so she could only massage it gently to soothe it.
However, she was about to rub her chin raw, but there was still no relief!
It was so itchy!!
Damn that Elena! Ava finally realized why Elena kept serving her food during their hot pot lunch!
She knew that Ava had a wound on her chin, and yet she had served her seafood. Fish, sea cabbage, and even shrimp paste!
She had schemed and plotted to murder her all along!
It was just as she has expected; that b*tch had malicious intentions against her!
“Miss Garcia, you should stop scratching,” Amara reminded her when she noticed Ava’s behavior. “Otherwise, you might have a permanent scar on your face.”