Elisa bit her lips lightly, "I received a text message..."

Hearing Eliza's hesitant tone, the faces of the three people in front of her darkened instantly, and they heard the second half of her sentence, "I've advanced!"

what?

Mr. Tony Stark, who was just about to negotiate a purchase agreement with NBC, which is in charge of producing the program "The Voice of America", suddenly froze in place, looking at the blond girl's face Showing a bright smile, she threw herself into Aunt Mei's arms, her amber eyes under the sunglasses focused on the girl's smile, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, silently dismissing that idea.

"Congratulations, Elisa, I know you can do it!" Peter happily congratulated her for advancing, but when the girl hugged him, he froze suddenly, his face was flushed, and he didn't know where to put his hands. It can only be vainly wrapped around her waist.

Eliza let go of Peter, and turned her gaze to the last person in the room—Mr. Tony Stark.

Tony whistled flirtatiously at her, stood up from the sofa, looked her up and down, suddenly let out a cold snort, and said in an extremely playful tone, "Congratulations, girl. But the hug is fine." Bar."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door, leaving a sentence in Peter's ear as he passed by, "I will send someone to notify you when that thing is finished."

After Tony Stark left, Peter looked at Eliza's face worriedly, but the blond girl standing there did not hesitate. She looked thoughtfully in the direction Tony had just left, and suddenly There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

But at the door of Parker's house, Tony, who seemed to be walking out calmly, stopped suddenly after closing the door. He looked back at the closed door, and his caramel-colored eyes under the sunglasses showed a serious look, but in the end, he just He turned his head and walked towards his red sports car.

After the roar, a trail of dust and smoke was left behind.

===

A week after the recording of the previous program ended, the contestants who received the promotion text messages flew back to the recording site of "The Voice of America" ​​from all over the world.

While waiting at the airport, Elisa suddenly received a call that surprised her.

She stared at the caller displayed on the phone, and after a moment of hesitation, she still answered, "Hello, Alyssa."

She said this to the person on the other end of the phone.

"Congratulations, Eliza." The normally indifferent Californian girl had a slight smile in her tone.

Elisa was silent, she didn't know how to respond to such a sincere blessing from a seemingly impossible person.

Alisa on the other end of the phone didn't care about Elisa's response, but continued on her own, "Actually, my participation in "The Voice of America" ​​is the same as my determination to enter the modeling industry. It's a choice that is not supported. But I don't regret making such a decision." She paused for a moment, then said seriously, "I know I'm eliminated, I'm not so reconciled, but I don't have any complaints. It's just... ..."

The other end of the call suddenly fell silent, Elisa could even hear her own breathing, and all the surrounding sounds seemed to be far away from her, only Alisa's voice on the phone seemed to be clearly in her ears——

"Please go down with my share, Eliza."

Elisa put down her mobile phone and looked up at the ceiling of the airport. The crowds around her were covering her like a carefully woven net.

She narrowed her eyes, but she seemed to see, right there, right in front of her.

There.

There is light.

===

After getting off the plane, Elisa followed the message on the text message to check in at the same hotel again, and the girl with short smoke-gray hair sitting at the front desk checked her in with a smile.

When she was busy, Eliza's eyes were fixed on her face, until she put the room's electronic card under her eyelids, Eliza just looked back lightly.

Sure enough...it was different.

This time, Elisa was arranged in another room with almost the same arrangement, and the entire space was covered with white, but this time, even if she came alone, Eliza did not show any confusion on her face.

She silently took out her luggage one by one and placed them on the shelf.

It's just that when she walked out the door, Elisa stood in the familiar and unfamiliar hotel corridor, looked around, thought of the girl with long golden brown hair who would no longer laugh and rush towards her, and the girl who was walking towards her before taking off. The brown-haired woman who also called her, Eliza lowered her eyelids, and her thick light gold eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.

The blond girl raised her head slowly, but her clear blue eyes seemed to have swept away all the gray confusion, and she took a step forward.

It has been more than a week since we met last time. When Elisa knocked on the door and walked into the room, what I saw was Adam sitting on a high chair with his guitar in his arms, and Taylor humming a little tune beside him.

Sensing the movement at the door, Adam raised his head and met a pair of bright eyes. The irrefutable firmness and confidence in them made him dazed for a moment, while Taylor looked at it with a smile and swept away all hesitation. Blonde, "Welcome back to The Voice, Eliza."

Eliza's eyes moved to Taylor's face, and when she heard that sentence, Eliza opened her mouth and responded for the first time, "Yes, I'm back."

===

When the other two advanced contestants in the Adam group arrived one after another, Adam clapped his hands, indicating that everyone's attention should be focused on him.

"This time, due to the special arrangement of the program group, in the third round, the number of teams in each team was uneven." Adam swept the doubts on the players' faces and explained simply, " Now we have three players on our team and three on Gwen's team, four on Blake's team and two on Farrell's team."

Eliza blinked, intently waiting for Adam's next words.

Adam didn't make his players wait too long, and he said the arrangement of the program group this time, "So, in the third round this time, our team will cooperate with the players in Gwen's team to fight against Blake Alliance with Farrell."

It's different again.

Eliza felt the stagnation of the atmosphere in the room, but the corners of her lips couldn't stop curling up.

The direction in the dream is now running towards an unknown direction like a reining wild horse.

"According to the requirements of the program group, you must form a temporary combination with the players in Gwen's team. In the third round of the competition, the winner will be determined by combination. Leave during the show." Adam stated the requirements of this round of competition word by word.

His gaze swept over the three contestants standing in front of him, "Do you understand?"

Perhaps it was because they had just gone through an exhausting and brutal knockout match, and Adam's tone to them was rare and gentle.

Elisa nodded lightly, and the other two remaining contestants looked at each other.

"Do you have to form a team with the players in Gwen's team?" Ulysses said while glancing in Eliza's direction.

"Yes." After receiving Adam's categorical and affirmative answer, he couldn't help showing a look of disappointment on his face.

Up to now, they certainly know how popular this blonde girl in the same team is. If the shouts in the show and the lights throughout the show just gave them a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg, then when they were waiting at home During the week of the knockout results, they experienced it thoroughly.

While the results of the popular vote were not fully released, the results were visible on Facebook's official website.Eliza's approval rating is almost far ahead all the way. Only Alisa, who is facing her, can bite the opponent within the first 24 hours of voting. It becomes less obvious.

Such an opponent is naturally dreadful, but if she becomes his teammate, the advantages it will bring to him cannot be too obvious.

It's a pity that under the rules of the program, they can only be envious.

And when the three players in Gwen's team heard the news, I can't express how happy they were. At this point, Adam asked the other two players to leave first, leaving only Eliza.

Taylor sat on one side and hugged her chest. When Adam's eyes fell on her, she pointed to herself in surprise, "Isn't that what you want to say?"

Adam shook his head, seeing his reaction, Taylor knocked his heel on the ground and made a loud sound, "Then when are you going to mention it?" Before Adam could speak, Taylor snorted coldly, "Within a week after the game at the latest .”

After receiving Adam's affirmative answer, Taylor's expression turned bright. She stood up and walked towards the door. When she passed by Elisa, she leaned slightly, and the breath from her mouth fell into Elisa's nose. , the corners of her eyes slightly raised, she just stared straight into Eliza's eyes, "I'll wait for you, girl."

After listening to their unintelligible words, Elisa looked at Adam with some doubts, but saw the always calm lead singer of Maroon [-] rubbing her forehead with some headaches.

Eliza swallowed the question that came to her lips.

Adam raised his head and looked straight into Eliza's eyes, "Are you really sure?"

Elisa nodded, and Adam smiled. He made a call and said to the person on the other end, "It's ok."

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and a black-haired man in a black suit pushed the door in. He stood at the door and smiled, "I'm glad you made such a decision." After finishing speaking, he will The black briefcase in his hand was tucked under his arm, and he stretched out his hand towards Elisa, "Good cooperation, Elisa."

With a calm smile on the corner of Eliza's mouth, she gently shook that hand, "Have a nice cooperation."

"Mr. Goldstein."

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