Birth of a Goddess [Comprehensive English and American]

From the end of the recording of the second round of competition to the release of the results of the competition, it will take a whole week.After recording this episode of the program on Saturday, the mentors gathered all the remaining contestants in their group together and announced a news——

"What!" Almost all the contestants exclaimed in astonishment. Elisa put her hands behind her back and clenched her fists tightly. Her nails had been dug into the flesh of her palms, but a twinkle flashed in her eyes. of brilliance.

"Yes," Adam looked at the contestants in front of him, and repeated helplessly, "Before the recording of the next program starts, you should leave first, and the program team will reimburse you for your return tickets. Wait until this round of competition After the scores are counted, the program team will notify the winning contestants to return to the arena by text message or email, and the program team will also bear the traveling expenses.”

Amidst the exclamations of all the other contestants, Eliza slowly raised the corners of her lips.

In the dream, there is no such paragraph.

After all, there has been a change. Although she still doesn't know what the future is going to be, this at least proves that she has a chance to change that seemingly unsolvable deadlock.

Among the anxious or apprehensive expressions of the crowd, Eliza's relaxed pace was particularly eye-catching.

When she walked back to the entrance of the hotel, she happened to run into Alyssa who was coming from the other side. The two met at this time, and they had a different feeling from before the second round of the competition.

After a brief silence, Elisa reached out first, "Alisa, your performance is great."

"You too." Alyssa took her hand, but let it go quickly.The moment she let go of her hand, a smile appeared on her face, "But I won't give up until the final result comes out."

"Of course." Eliza quickly responded.

This sound seemed to turn on some switch, and the expressions of both of them relaxed for a while.No matter who will be able to advance in the end, at this moment, there is no room for them to intervene in everything.

This is extremely cruel but realistic for all contestants. When they choose the exposure platform of "The Voice of America", it is equivalent to handing over their fate on this stage to the hands of the audience and mentors.

Saying goodbye to Alyssa at the elevator entrance, she quickly returned to her room and began to pack her luggage.There is not much difference from when I came here, as long as I pack everything into the suitcase, it is enough, but Eliza, who was about to leave, received a strange call.

After hesitating for a moment, Elisa's right thumb hovered for a long time, and finally pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

The voice from the other end made Eliza's eyes widen suddenly, and she paced to the window sill while listening to the words from the other end.

"Ah."

"Okay, I know."

"Come here now."

After hanging up the phone, Eliza squinted her eyes and looked at the sun that was falling far away. The heat had already faded, but the light emitted dyed the layered clouds pink.She just stood in front of the window silently, exhaled suddenly, but the corner of her mouth was involuntarily evoked into a smile.

===

In the studio of the Maroon [-] band, a special guest is sitting at this time.

The short black hair was tidied up neatly, fixed with moss, without any mess, the Adam's apple on the neckline of the white shirt rolled slightly, the pure suit leaned against him obediently, and the girdle set off his waist very beautifully , The black suit pants wrap the perfectly shaped calves.

The man slightly raised his hand and shook his wrist, revealing the shiny diamond wristwatch. His eyes fell on the dial indifferently, "Haven't you come yet?" Before anyone else could say anything, he raised his hand and pulled his watch. Tie, with a flat tone, "It's okay, I'll just wait a little longer." Although he said such nonchalant words, a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the room was particularly depressing.

When Eliza walked in the door, she happened to meet those eyes, which were as dark as night, and she couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

The only person in the room who was relatively familiar with Elisa and who had just made the call—Adam stood up from his seat, "Eliza, this is Mr. Carlos Goldenstein."

A reserved smile appeared on the corner of the black-haired man's mouth.

"Mr. Goldenstein, this is Eliza Lin."

Carlos maintained a polite smile and stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you, Miss Lin."

The hands of the two touched each other for only a short moment, and both of them let go of their hands at the same time.

Elisa could feel Carlos' eyes wandering over her body, without any ambiguous emotions, but with ruthless indifference. He looked at Elisa as if he was looking at a commodity and was estimating her price. price.This feeling made Eliza extremely uncomfortable, but at the same time, she was helpless.

This is completely different from the feeling of singing on the stage. When Eliza stands on the stage, she feels that she can control everything, but off the stage, she is stripped of all music bonuses, which is just a A little girl who is not yet an adult.This strong sense of gap made Eliza feel a sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Carlos finally said "with great mercy", "I think Adam has already told you about my coming."

"Yes." Elisa thought of the information that Adam had secretly revealed to her during the call just now, and a thought flashed in her eyes.

Judging from Adam's performance, the person in front of him came from a large company, and his status should not be low, otherwise Adam would not be able to hold such a cautious attitude towards him.The first time I saw this person, the aura of being in a high position for a long time cannot be cultivated in a day or two.

Just don't know which company it is.

Hearing Elisa's answer, Carlos's mouth flashed a satisfied smile, but then the corners of his mouth returned to a straight state. He stood up from the seat, and Elisa realized that his height was close to 1.9 meters. A lot taller than her, Carlos looked down at her condescendingly, and said lightly, "I think I should introduce myself again."

"My name is Carlos Goldenstein, and I currently work for..." He paused for a moment, and said the name softly, but it seemed to explode in Eliza's ear, "CAA."

Eliza's pupils trembled slightly.

She had a lot of guesses, but although a few names appeared in her guesses, she passed them off because she thought they were too unbelievable.It's just that she didn't expect that Carlos was from the group of companies she thought was impossible!

There are countless brokerage companies in Hollywood, but the ones standing at the top of the pyramid are only three "30.00% brokerage companies" - CAA, WMA and ICM.

Established in 1975, CAA, also known as Creative Artists Agency, is a well-deserved giant in Hollywood.Its power has penetrated into movies, TV, music and sports, and there are countless stars under its umbrella, not only movie stars such as George Clooney, TV celebrity Oprah Winfrey, but also the famous Hollywood director Stephen Spielberg The brokerage contract is also in CAA.

The new office building that CAA moved into in 2007 is known as the "Death Star".

Although Elisa didn't know how Carlos found her here through Adam, it was nothing to her.

In an instant, Elisa understood the purpose of Carlos's visit, and her eyes moved to Adam, and she saw him nodding slightly to herself.

Carlos turned a blind eye to Elisa's "little gesture", and he stood there quietly until Elisa's eyes fell on his face and asked that sentence, "So, Gordon Stein from CAA Sir, I would like to know why you are here."

Carlos looked directly into Elisa's eyes, the look in those blue eyes was extremely serious, and a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, it was his personal decision to come to Elisa, and he also found Adam Levine by virtue of his personal connections.Although he is affiliated with CAA, when he encounters what he thinks is a malleable talent, even the agents of the same company will never be relentless.

To say something that might shatter the dreams of these dream-chasing youths, even if they won the "Voice of America" ​​finals, it doesn't mean that their future development will be smooth sailing.The truth is, for many singers from talent shows, perhaps the highlight of their careers is at the finale, when the host announces the winner.

The popularity of talent shows has always come and gone quickly. Most of the audience is always fickle. When the enthusiasm of the audience fades, the halo of the "champion" actually does not bring much positive influence to their future acting career.Therefore, it is not surprising that many contestants from talent shows quickly disappeared within a few months after the competition, and faded out of the public eye.

This is also why in most cases, Hollywood's top management companies will not take the initiative to sign singers from talent shows. Instead, contestants who fail halfway through the show are more likely to receive a management contract.

Carlos looked at the girl in front of him with a flash of admiration in his eyes.

Carlos noticed Eliza's name early on, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, although there are not many contestants who have generated great enthusiasm during the broadcast of the talent show, there are definitely not a few.This kind of enthusiasm is actually like a bubble, which can burst at the first poke, and is so fragile that if any player is really blinded by this prosperous assumption, the reality will definitely give him a hard blow in the end.

But as the program progressed, the popularity of "Eliza" not only did not dissipate in the slightest, but intensified instead.When the fire burned all the way to the top of the Twitter topic list, Carlos finally couldn't sit still.He began to collect all the information about Eliza.

Carlos was able to become one of CAA's [-] agents at such a young age because of two things - "vision" and decision-making ability.

It's almost the artist he likes, no matter what kind of work the other party is doing now, or which echelon of Hollywood they are currently in, he doesn't care at all.As long as it is an artist he likes, he will use all his strength to fight for it.

Compared with some old-fashioned managers, Carlos doesn't believe in the mysterious "feeling" so much. He judges whether an artist has the potential to become a superstar or not, relying on his own original set of calculation formulas.

In Carlos's eyes, there are two types of artists who can be created - the first type depends on the current situation, as long as the time is right and they can produce suitable works, they can climb up; the second type doesn't care about such things at all, no matter Under what conditions, as long as they gain exposure and operate properly, they can sprint towards one of the few "superstars" in the world.

The second category of entertainers is naturally very rare. In Carlos’s eyes, among the historical actresses in Hollywood, there are only two who fully meet this standard. One is Audrey Hepburn, and the other is Marilyn Monroe. one.

Before the calculation, Carlos thought that Elisa would be in the first category, but after the calculated data almost completely fit the calculation, Carlos was surprised to find that Eliza's data almost perfectly fit his formula The estimated optimal value of each item in .

He almost couldn't wait to use his contacts to contact Adam, and he could hardly wait for the game to end.In his opinion, Elisa will not only become a brilliant stroke in his economic career, but also more likely to verify the true reliability of his formula for him.

Elisa looked directly into Carlos' eyes without hesitation, and saw the man in front of him who was full of elite temperament smiled slightly, but said very frankly, "I want to sign an economic contract with you."

Seeing the fleeting surprise in the blonde girl's eyes, Carlos smiled.During the short period of time waiting for Eliza's arrival, he considered for a long time how to say it, but in the end he gave up all mutual temptations or massages, and chose the simplest and most direct way to express his intentions.

When he collected Elisa's information, he had already figured out her background and growth experience.

How to make the other party trust yourself better and make his success rate higher.

The sentence just now was the result of Carlos' thinking.

Eliza was obviously stunned by Carlos' words.

If he spoke vaguely or flirted with her, Elisa might be able to reply a few words, but when the other party stated his intentions so bluntly, Eliza suddenly didn't know how to reply to him.

CAA's brokerage contract is still a coveted pie for many artists who have already officially debuted, and Eliza is just a fledgling talent show contestant, an amateur in essence, but when such an opportunity When she came to her, Eliza felt sincere fear.

Yes, fear.

She clearly knows her weight, and she is the queen of the stage who scolds Fang Qiu on the show, but what about after the show "The Voice of America"?What will be the result of her little pebble falling into Hollywood's vast sea of ​​entertainers?

The "Eliza" in the dream participated in "The Voice of America" ​​with the spirit of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, but now what supports Elisa to go on is the trust of the mentor and the panic about the scene of her mother falling down .

There are many contestants who will promote their musical dreams on the stage, which is naturally what Eliza once said.

But after experiencing that big dream, when Eliza faced the stage of "The Voice of America", she always felt deep fear spontaneously. The closer to the final node, she could The more clearly I can feel the coldness of my hands and feet.That death after death almost wiped out all her enthusiasm for this stage, and this time she stands on the stage, all she wants to reach out for is the final bonus——

A bonus enough to lighten her family's burden.

But now, when CAA reached out to her, Eliza was deeply confused for a moment.

If this contract is accepted, the family's financial difficulties will naturally be solved, but it also means that she will truly enter the entertainment industry, and all unknowns will flood her.

Is this really what she wants?

Carlos seemed a little surprised by Elisa's hesitation, but instead of being angry, he smiled lightly and pulled out a business card from the inside pocket of his suit, "Before the final of The Voice of America, if you intend to sign an agent Contract, call me at any time." After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, looked straight into Elisa's eyes, and there was an extremely serious look in his black pupils, "I look forward to your call."

Walking out of the studio of the Maroon [-] band, Carlos looked back and saw no one, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.It can be seen that Elisa is very cautious about signing the contract, which does not cause any trouble to Carlos, because it means that she will think carefully about the invitation she gave, rather than rushing into it with enthusiasm. In this circle, the head was smashed.

Perhaps, he can look forward to a future top entertainer under his command.

After Carlos left, only Adam and Elisa were left in the room.

"That's a good opportunity." Adam said softly, but this time he didn't use the tone of being a mentor in the program recording, but more like a senior in the entertainment industry, giving his own opinions.

"I understand," Eliza sighed deeply, and finally expressed her thoughts to Adam, "I just don't know if I really want to enter the entertainment industry..."

Adam could understand the confusion in Eliza's eyes, and knew that she was eager to get advice from other people, but the mentor who had been giving guidance on the show finally just sighed and raised his hand to touch Touching the girl's blonde hair, lowering her head and looking into her eyes, she said sincerely, "Eliza, no one can answer for you on this matter, you have to ask your heart, what kind of choice is your true choice?" What you want, once you decide, don’t hesitate to walk along that road.”

===

The sun was shining in the spotless room, the beige curtains were shaking gently with the wind, and a slender arm rested on the square table.Christo propped his cheek with his right arm, and his pure black eyes looked out of the window without blinking, revealing a somewhat melancholy look, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

She maintained this posture, and the bright spots of the sun gently brushed across her white dress.

Suddenly, her eyes seemed to light up in an instant, the golden touch outside the window flashed past, and the faint melancholy on Christo's face immediately disappeared without a trace.The heels of her shoes made a rapid clicking sound, and she almost trotted all the way to the door, and opened the door the moment the bell rang.

The moment Elisa saw Christopher, she showed a bright smile. She let go of her hand holding the suitcase handle, and threw herself into Christopher's arms with open arms, "Mom!"

"Oh, Eliza," Christo gently stroked the girl's blonde hair with his hand, and smiled, "Welcome home."

After Elisa put her luggage away, she and Christopher sat at the square table, chirping like a happy bird and telling Christopher what she had encountered in the game.Christo smiled and listened, looking at Eliza's seemingly happy expression, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

"Once, Vera and I..." Eliza felt a gentle force from her right hand when she was halfway through her words.

Christo covered Elisa's right hand with both hands, and looked straight into her eyes. At that moment, Elisa only felt that the wandering villain in her heart seemed to be seen clearly in an instant.

"Elisa, what are you worrying about?" Christo pressed Elisa's hand, but did not give her any room to escape, and asked firmly, "I won't ask you to tell me, but Yi Lisa, you have to understand that avoidance doesn't solve anything."

Eliza lowered her head and responded in a low voice.

Twilight shrouded the earth, and there was a turquoise gap in the evening clouds that covered the sky.

Eliza sat by the window sill, looking out the window with her chin in her hands.

In the end, she still did not disclose the contract from CAA to Christo, but she began to ask herself in her heart, when she saw the contract from a top Hollywood agency, did she really not feel so shaken in her heart?

Eliza found that she couldn't deny it completely. At that moment, there was actually a feeling of joy in her heart.

While she was thinking, she saw a figure in a red tights creeping out of the window of Parker's house across the street, and carefully closed the window.He landed lightly on the ground, turned around, poked his head left and right, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief after making sure that there was no one.

He was about to take a step forward when his right foot froze in mid-air.

Directly in front of him, at the window across the road, a blond girl was tilting her head and winking at him.

===

Peter Parker.

A tenth grader at Midtown Technical High School by day, and a good citizen of Queens, New York at night.

Now I have a problem.

His right leg was still in mid-air, and his right thumb was wriggling uneasily in the tights. Even though the temperature in the evening was not too low, he felt the chill rising from the soles of his feet all the way up his back.

The blond girl's blue eyes were looking straight at him, Peter's face flushed red under the red hood, and he finally made a move that, in retrospect, seemed so stupid to effervescent.

Elisa looked at the guy in the red tights in the opposite yard, raised his hand like a cat with its claws away, waved it lightly at her, and said tentatively—"Hi?"

Elisa blinked her eyes, the other party was obviously completely covered by the red tights, but Elisa could imagine his expression under the mask.A smile suddenly filled the eyes, and the blond girl sat in front of the window and waved her hand lightly, "Hi, good evening, Mr. Spider-Man."

Peter Parker quietly heaved a sigh of relief when he thought that he was in the tights and Eliza couldn't see his face.Suddenly, she suspected that Eliza saw him coming out of the window on the second floor just now, and for a moment, the heart that had just settled down suddenly hung in the air again.

Naturally, Eliza couldn't see the changing expression on Peter's face, and her eyeballs flickered flexibly under the light, revealing a lively look.A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Where is Mr. Spiderman going?"

Peter's tongue seemed to be tied, and it took a long time for him to say, "Let's go downtown."

"Okay," Eliza laughed heartily when she heard Peter's deliberately lowered voice, but she still had the same smile on her face, "Bon voyage, Mr. Spider-Man."

Peter Parker nodded briefly, and before leaving quickly, he couldn't help but look back, and saw the blond girl smiling and waving at him, Peter's hands trembled slightly, and he spit the spider web on the wall Go up, never dare to look back.

Sitting in front of the window, Elisa couldn't help laughing and bent over looking at Peter's fleeing figure.

===

Louise Baker is an 11th grade student in California and a long-time "Voice" fan.She fell in love with Alisa, a model girl from the same state as her, at the beginning of this season's competition. She was deeply fascinated by her smooth long brown hair and unique smoky voice.

And as Alyssa and the blonde girl were assigned to the same group, Louis spontaneously formed a confrontation with the girl.

But to her dismay, her best friend Erica was not affected by her at all, and was fascinated by the blonde girl Elisa.

The two of them formed a tacit understanding——

During the broadcast of "The Voice of America", he did not show his favorite contestant in front of the other party.

On Tuesday night of this week, Louise took the time to sit on the sofa with great interest, and expertly tuned to the NBC channel. After the familiar opening music, Carson's face appeared on the TV screen. When he said When the classic opening line of "Welcome back to the Voice of America", Louise couldn't help but raised her hands high and shouted, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Almost immediately, there was a resentful roar from upstairs, "Louis, can you be quiet while watching a show!"

"Hey, Flower, you bark louder than me when you're playing video games!" Louise rolled her eyes and replied unceremoniously. After saying this, Louise turned her attention to Put it back on the program in front of you.

Her mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated suddenly. Louise swiped open the phone, saw that it was a message from Erica, and was about to reply when she was caught by the rules that Carson said on the screen. force.

"Vote for the contestants...keep the ones you like..." Louise muttered softly, but the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter, waiting to hear clearly about the voting deadline "this Friday at [-]:[-] p.m. New York time ", Louise quickly wrote down the matter in the notepad of her mobile phone.

She looked at the message from Erica and dialed, "Hey Erica, did you see that rule?"

"Yes, that's the one... If we can vote more, we'll vote for two. If you help me vote for Alyssa once, I'll help you too. How about it?"

Hearing the affirmative reply from the other end, Louise smiled, "Then it's settled!"

Putting down the phone, Louise turned her attention back to the show. When Carson pointed at her mentor Gwen, she couldn't help clenching her fists. When she saw Gwen say the name, Louise couldn't bear it. I couldn't help but exclaimed "Oh, my God".When the brown-haired woman walked briskly out of the backstage with a cold face, Louise couldn't help covering her mouth, pricking up her ears and waiting anxiously.

Flower, who was worrying about her homework upstairs, heard Louise's excited shout downstairs, couldn't help putting down the mouse in his hand, and got up to see what she was doing.

As soon as he opened the door, Flower was stunned by the loud sound coming from his face, and he didn't know how loud Louise made the sound.

Enduring the "noisy" sound in his ears, Flower walked down the stairs, and saw Louise nestling on the sofa with tears in her arms, her rare and fragile appearance made Flower eat Surprised.

Although he and his twin sister, Louise, have never been at odds, in essence, there is not much conflict between the two, but their personalities are a bit strong and it is difficult to accept each other's opinions.

Now suddenly seeing his sister who has always been in a hurry with such teary eyes, Flower's rare feeling of pity for her.

"Louis, what's the matter with you?" Flower bent over and asked in a soft voice, a black shadow hit him hard on the face.

Flower, who was caught off guard by the piggy puppet, frowned, and before he could speak, he heard his sister's nasal voice sounding fiercely, "Flower, step aside, you block it." I watched the show!"

Flower took a few deep breaths before finally holding back his temper.

He sat down next to Louise in silence, holding back his breath and wanting to see what it was that made his sister so captivated.

In the show, Alisa's ending sound fell gently, and when the pair of amber eyes enlarged and appeared on the screen, Louise couldn't help but grabbed the clothes at her heart, with an intoxicated look on her face.

Seeing Louise like this, Flower held back his anger and gave a cold snort, looked at the brown-haired woman on the screen who had finished singing, her eyes were not eyes, her nose was not her nose, "What's wrong with this person?" As soon as the words fell, he got an elbow from his sister, "You are not allowed to say that about Alyssa, why should I tell you what is so good about her!"

Seeing Louise's red nose, Flower swallowed the words, snorted, and reluctantly stopped.

On the screen, when Adam pressed the button in front of him, Louise covered her mouth to swallow the screams. Two eyes were staring at the palms of her hands. She didn't listen to the jokes between the instructors at all. Just praying silently in my heart.

Not that girl, not that girl...

Although Louise firmly supports Alyssa, but because of this, she is too aware of the charm of the blonde girl.

Anyone is fine, but I don't want Alyssa to meet her!

But Louise's prayer obviously didn't work. When Adam said the name, Louise picked up her cell phone angrily and called Erica.

At both ends of the phone, they said that sentence in unison, "The agreement is cancelled!"

After hanging up the phone, Louise nervously put her hands in front of her, biting her teeth on her nails.

Flower beside her couldn't help frowning when she saw her careless little movements, and was about to speak, but was distracted by the movement on the TV.

When the blonde girl walked onto the stage, Flower's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but confirm the program, wondering inwardly.

Isn't The Voice of America a music talent show?

Why does this year's contestants seem to be chosen based on their faces?

But when the blonde girl on the screen sang the first line, Flower swallowed all the doubts in his heart.

Because this girl sings...

Damn it sounds good!

Flower became restless with the music, and when the music gradually reached its peak, the intramural football player couldn't help but jumped up from the sofa, waving his muscular arms.

When the music ended, Flower looked at Louise with glowing eyes, "Hey, Louise, is this the contestant you support?"

Louise turned her head away in displeasure, scolding herself for watching TV in the living room just now.

Seeing Louise's performance like this, Flower narrowed his eyes, and immediately figured out the joints inside, "Then... how can I support her?"

Seeing Louise's silent appearance, Flower confirmed his guess, with a calm smile on his wheat-colored face, "I'll know for myself." After speaking, he hummed a little tune and walked away up the stairs.

In the living room, Louise couldn't help but dropped the remote control in her hand, "Damn it!"

Flower sat down in front of the desk, the screen was already black, he turned his computer chair excitedly, several circles in a row before calming down his excitement.

He swiped the mouse, closed the information query window without hesitation, and entered the content he had just written down in the search bar——

voice of america eliza

One flower is like this. In the whole of the United States, I don’t know how many flowers have made the same choice at this time.

===

United States, New York, Westchester.

Night has fallen, and the deep path bends and leads to an unknown direction. The smell of ferns permeates the humid air, and the tall trees cast curved shadows on the ground, which are entwined on the wall like a chessboard. Very depressing.

A booted foot slowly stepped on the withered leaves. The leaves that had already lost their vitality made an overwhelming rustling sound under his feet. He walked forward slowly step by step without hesitation.

When he was still 100 meters away from the gate of the castle, a voice quietly appeared in his mind.

'Eric, stop. '

There was a smile on the corner of the man's cold mouth, and behind him, the woman who heard another voice finally walked out from behind the old tree.

The woman didn't speak, but just muttered in her mind, 'Charles, we found her. '

After an unbearable silence, the gate of the castle was opened quietly.

===

Friday night, midnight New York time.

A seemingly ordinary time node, but it makes some people sleepless.

Eliza's fingers gently stroked the simple black and white typesetting business card, holding the small card and holding it up to the moonlight, narrowing her eyes and carefully looking at the words on it, she suddenly let out a deep sigh , as if finally made up his mind.

Before closing the curtains, Elisa glanced at the room on the second floor of the small villa opposite, and then retracted her gaze.

The curtains swished shut.

It was clearly late at night, but Peter didn't feel sleepy at all. He put on his uniform and wandered aimlessly among the buildings in New York, and glanced down boredly, only to find that New York tonight was strangely quiet. Petty thieves can't be caught.

Peter naturally knew that the results of Eliza's competition would appear tonight, but he had no effect on the overall situation except that he voted on all platforms. People who supported Elisa would have voted This vote, and those who oppose Eliza will not be shaken because of him.

And he didn't have any right to speak in the school. In the end, all he could do was pull Ned, who didn't care about these things, to vote for Eliza.

Peter sighed heavily, feeling a deep sense of frustration in his heart.

In fact, he was still the "nerd Peter" during the day, and even asked Eliza to stand up for him when he met Thompson.And even though he himself has obtained the magical ability, it seems to have no effect.Perhaps Thompson was right, Peter thought, for his mocking