FreeNovelEric would often record her when she was taking lessons, and she had once asked why he would record her.
He explained that he was going to show her the videos afterward, praising her for what she had done right and correcting her for
what she had done wrong.
Since she felt that he was reasonable, she later got used to being filmed, and she watched all the videos after each lesson.
Eric had done as he had promised and had praised her when she had done something right and corrected her when she had gone
wrong.
She had not expected him to keep all the recordings of her and was even more stunned to find the iPad on his table.
"Does he watch these all the time?" she thought to herself.
Tears welled in Layla's eyes.
After graduating from university, Layla decided that instead of bing an idol, she would inherit Tate Industries, and she began
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtto drift apart from Eric once she made that decision.
They had also faded out of each other's lives because of Eric's work. He could not possibly answer her call and reply to her text
anythe wanted, and after failing to reach Eric a few times, she had stopped contacting him altogether.
She would support any movie he played in and purchase all his new albums, but she had not spent all her free tlooking him up
online.
It was not until after she had started working and reached the age where she felt like getting married that she confirmed how she
felt about Eric.
She had never been short of pursuers, and there were many types of men who had been after her, but none of them made her
happy as Eric did. She grew happy just thinking about him.
Meanwhile, on the campus of Southern University, Ivy ran into the sgirl from the evening before, and after class, Ivy invited
her to lunch.
"lI haven't asked your name!" Ivy said. "The lecturer was too fast when he took the attendance, so | couldn't catch your name."
"Haha. | think that he speaks really fast, too. | guess he doesn't really want to take attendance," the girl said. "My nis Meredith
Watson."
"Pleasure to meet your acquaintance. My nis Ivy Foster. You can just callIvy." Ivy proceeded to introduce herself as well.
"You can callMeredith, Ivy. Let's pay separately for lunch! That's more convenient."
Ivy nodded when she realized that Meredith was not simply being polite. "I can buy you a drink, then."
"Sure. | love soda."
"Me, too. | don't really like anything else."
"Me, too! | only drink soda apart from fresh fruit juice."
"I guess | like water as well," Ivy added.
"Me, too. We are quite similar. Haha!"
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The two headed into the canteen while chuckling.
Along the way, they overheard the students ahead of them discussing the broadcasting internship, and Meredith immediately
tugged at Ivy's clothes. "Did you know that television stations woulde to our university to recruit interns every year during the
summer and winter holidays?"
Ivy shook her head. "What are the requirements?"
"They often focus on students in their third or fourth year, but if you are exceptionally brilliant, they might pick you as well even if
you are in your second year. Students can submit their resumes, or have their lecturers refer them. Those are the two ways to
apply for it! Lecturers usually only refer third-year and fourth-year students, though."
"Oh. Since we are only in our first year, | guess we don't qualify."
"Hahaha! We can always just apply anyway. It's not like we will lose anything if they don't pick us. Let's apply together!"
Ivy hesitated. "I... I'm afraid. | shouldn't cause them any trouble."
"Even if we don't do it, there will be other students who don't fulfill the requirement who will be trying their luck! When they pick
television hosts, they prioritize the looks of the applicants. You are so pretty, so they might just pick you!"
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