The girls bowed and hurriedly left the stage.

After the next group finished their performance, not to mention earning an A grade, they didn’t even receive a B.

This made the trainees who hadn’t performed yet, both on and off stage, start to feel nervous.

Over halfway through the performances, it was already seven in the evening. The sky outside was beginning to darken, and the trainees in the tent were also starting to feel sleepy.

Hannah propped her head up, boredly watching the trainees who were energetically performing on stage. Her eyes were full of tiredness, and the corners were colored faintly red, like a streak of eyeshadow unintentionally smeared on by her hand.

Hannah was sitting on the edge, so all Jackie Qualls had to do was slightly turn his head and he could see her delicate and fair face that was showing signs of fatigue.

As he looked over, his eyes were filled with a touch of pity. He wanted to say something, but he remembered that they were on a live recording and held his tongue.

Just then, Hannah looked over and locked eyes with Jackie. For a moment, his mouth curled into a faint smile, while his eyes seemed to hold a touch of subtle sorrow, like a leaf wilting under the autumn breeze.

It wasn’t his usual detached gentleness displayed in front of others, but a genuine... pity and heartache?

Thinking about this, Hannah furrowed her brows and repressed the smile that had bloomed at the corner of her mouth, her face filled with confusion.

She eats well, drinks well, and has her own patron taking care of her. How is she pitiful?

Is something wrong with Jackie’s brain?

According to the original plot, at this point, Jackie should already know about his relationship with George River and be solely focused on standing up for his beloved, Tiffany Lynch.

Why on earth is he lost in thoughts about her? Is something wrong with him?

Has he gone crazy?

Wanting to wake up the AI helper in her brain, Hannah suddenly remembered that it was in the middle of an update and gave up on the idea.

On stage, Lucy Taylor had just finished her performance. Reese Shaw seemed especially pleased with her, giving her a glowing review during her comments. This made Lucy’s smile even brighter, and she glanced subtly at Tiffany Lynch not far away.

Of course, Tiffany noticed Lucy’s provocation. She felt annoyed, but she kept a perfect smile on her face, expertly catching the camera pointed at her, and leaving a free and easy impression on the audience.

After Reese finished her praise, seeking agreement from others, she turned to the always quiet James Landon, "Although I personally found this performance very eye-catching, we need to listen to other teachers’ advice. How about Mr.Landon, can you comment on this group’s performance?"

Lucy’s company was Flourishing, which was known to all the mentors. The program team had asked them to give special attention to certain trainees, and Reese certainly remembered.

Moreover, Lucy had some connections with her. The company where Lucy initially trained overseas happened to be the same one where Reese made her debut, so they shared the relationship of senior and junior.

Furthermore, she was considering expanding her career domestically, and both Flourishing and Prideful were in her future plans. Thus, she naturally paid more attention to the trainees from these two companies and treated them better.

Just a few words of praise might earn her a future collaboration, so she did not hesitate to compliment them.

James Landon also seemed tired, his eyes hidden behind his bangs so it was impossible to discern his emotions. However, Lucy was ready to accept the praise.

After all, she had been practicing for nearly two months for this performance.

She straightened up, her smile becoming increasingly radiant.