NovelEnglishChapter 69 Stephie, You're Blake's Ideal Type
Elaine felt that she had overestimated herself, as well as Adrian and Myrna, the two related parties in the class.
She didn't even think she would lose, and without any hesitation, she readily agreed. "Good! Just as you said!"
After speaking, she held the exercise book, hooked up the corner of her mouth, and revealed a mocking smile.
"Ms. Benson, I'm waiting for you to givethe excellent class!"
The news of two class advisors arguing in the office quickly spread throughout the school.
In Class B, Abbey was the first to receive the news. As soon as she got the message, she ran to Stephanie as if
she had won a lottery, to share the good news: "Stephie, Ms. Fowler and the class advisor of Class A have had a
falling out. They've made a bet on the results of the start-of-term exams. If our class loses, Ms. Fowler has to
apologize to Class A. If Class A loses, we'll becClass A from now on. Let's see how arrogant Myma can be
then."
Stephanie was sorting through the documents in her hands. Upon hearing the news, she smiled, finding it to be
good news indeed. She raised a faint smile and softly said, "I hope we can win."
Abbey said without hesitation, "Class A has two dead weights, we're sure to win. By the way, Stephie, are you
preparing the script for a TV show?"
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She looked at the various certificates of honor on Stephanie's desk and
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said with immense envy, "You're so lucky, Stephie, to be able to be interviewed on the sprogram as Blake."
The Stark family was wealthy. After Stephanic was assured of her admission to Hebbury College of Art, Luther
generously gave Stephanie a substantial amount of money, carning her the title of "The Prettiest Candidate".
Stephanic originally had her own online account, where she liked to share sdelicious and fun things, plus
scarefully selected selfies.
She was quite attractive and deliberately created the illusion of being a wealthy second-generation with positive
energy, attracting many followers online.
With the hype around the title of "The Prettiest Candidate", Stephanie had evidently beca somewhat
significant intecelebrity.
STV shows, seeing her popularity, extended invitations to her. The show that Stephanie was going to
participate in was a talk show, specifically focusing on current hot topics.
It was said that Blake would also cfor this issue!
Blake was the dream of countless young girls, ranking first in the entertainment industry's most desirable man to
marry for three consecutive years. His good looks were earth-shattering, and coupled with his warm and
humorous personality, many girls were hopelessly infatuated with him.
Abbey was a die-hard, obsessed fan of Blake. Her house was filled with Blake's posters everywhere, and she
wished she could follow every single one of Blake's schedules.
"You participated in the show together, so you could have close contact with Blake," she said, looking at
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jealousy and envy. She added sarcastically, "My brother once said he likes the girl-next-door type, especially a
sister who is obedient and gentle. Stephie, you are exactly his ideal type. If he falls in love with you at first sight,
don't forget you already have Senior Lawson." Blake... Blake was nothing more than a celebrity, nowhere near as
prestigious as her Lawsy's illustrious family background.
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However, if the top star fell for her, even as a younger sister, she could still steal the spotlight. Stephanie
imagined that scene, lowered her eyelids, hid the pride in her eyes, and comforted softly, "Don't worry, if there's
a chance, I'll help you get his autograph." Abbey suddenly wasn't upset anymore, she jumped up happily
"Really?"
"Really."
She held Stephanie's hand, as if she had already gotten the signature, "Blake likes your type, you will definitely
get it!"
Almost simultaneously.
Class A also received this message.
Compared to the exuberance of Class B, the atmosphere in Class A was terribly depressed.
Only Myrna seemed to be unaware.
She had stayed up late last night, working through the night to finish the thing she had promised to Martin. It
was already past three, and she had to be at school by seven in the morning. Myrna's eyes were filled with the
dissatisfaction of not having had enough sleep. Chapter 70 First Place
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