Chapter 202
The interviewer cleared her throat and remarked, “Ms. Levine, you have a great sense of humor.”
After a long pause, another reporter broke the silence with a new question. “Ms. Levine, as a wealthy heiress, why did you choose to participate in the talent show?”
Quiana tilted her head, feigning innocence. “The production team invited me,” she replied.
The reporter paused before pressing on, “There are rumors that you were a blacklisted child star with a string of scandals. What brings you here now?”
Quiana replied, “The production team invited me.”
After a moment of silence, the reporter attempted another question. “I’ve heard you’re good at acting, and with your looks, you could easily attract fans. Why not focus on a career based on your appearance? Why join a talent show instead?”
Quiana replied, “The production team invited me.”
Each question received the same calm response–her faint smile, an unmoving expression, and a steady, unflinching answer. The reporter felt as though he was hitting a wall. ‘Is this even an interview?‘ he wondered.
Someone muttered, “Is she a broken record? Can she say anything but that?”
person
remarked, “Even if the production team invited someone, who would dare say it so directly?”
Everyone knew that the contestants usually signed up for the show themselves, but Quiana was the only one invited, indicating that the production team had their reasons for bringing her on. Even if another contestant had been invited, they wouldn’t have been so blatant about it.
Backstage, a group of girls exchanged shocked looks and whispered, speechless at Quiana’s actions. They thought, ‘If Quiana keeps answering like this, they might end the interview.
One male interviewer, clearly at his limit, cleared his throat to break the silence. “Can you give us anything more specific, Ms. Levine? Anything other than that?” he asked.
Quiana raised her eyebrows and replied, “You want a different answer?”
“Yes,” he said. However, he was worried Quiana might respond with another “intellectual property” answer. He quickly added, “This is just a normal question, not some secret of the wealthy, right?”
Quiana looked as if she had just realized something, glancing down as if deep in thought. A minute later, she looked up and brought the microphone to her lips.
“Here she comes, here she comes–start recording now! Make sure to get a good shot!” a reporter whispered to the camera assistant nearby.
Quiana gripped the microphone with both hands, her eyes focused and sincere. With a serious expression, she said, “Having a dream is what makes someone remarkable.”
The room fell into a momentary silence. All the reporters blinked, taken aback by the unexpected turn of events. “So–that’s her big answer?” someone whispered.
Another muttered, “Is she serious?”
Someone else said, “Is she even doing an interview right now?”
Another person added, “Damn! This is so-” Some girls couldn’t help but curse under their breath, not caring that the
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One reponer foreta unde and card. “Ms. Levine, that’s a very polished answer. Do you have anything to addr
Qutana furrowed her brow as if deep in thought. Then the nodded and replied. “The production team invited me
The room fell silent again as her answer was as verwavering as before. The silence lingered, beary and palpable.
In the control room, kyzn bure ou laughing and commented to himself. As expected from Quiana” He would have stood sp and applauded if the other mentors weren’t there.
Jocelyn and the other tried to hold back their laughter while the reporters looked ready to throw their microphones in frustration. They probably would have, had they not been on assignment
One reponer lexed over to another and muttered, “Stop asking questions like that?” At that rate, the interview could go on forever.
Finally, a reporter approached with a new angle, aking, “We heard you studied forensic pathology and can even perform autopsies. Is that tr
yana rated her eyebrows and asked, ‘Shall I demonstrate now?
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