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Chapter 295: Chapter 271: Cut from the Same Mold
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The Art Specialty Class has six classes and over 200 students.
They all lined up outside the classroom and headed towards the Ceremony Hall.
Daisy Zane took her half-finished painting off the easel and handed it to the shooting director after she went out, asking him to help keep it safe. Director Nash came over, with something to discuss with her and George
Dunn.
āThat Brook God and George, help me out by looking after Felix Baker a bit later,ā said Director Nash.
Daisy Zane, who wanted to blend in with the students and avoid Felix Baker, said:
Director Nash continued: āFelix has been very busy lately; it took our program team a whole month to grind out this bit of time.ā
Daisy Zaneās eyebrows moved slightly, indeed busy, busy buying jadeite in D Continent.
Director Nash knew that the Dunn family had business dealings with the
Spotlight group, and George Dunn and Felix Baker were somewhat acquainted. As for Daisy Zane, he heard from people in the Program Team that Felix seemed to have a good impression of Daisy Zane during last yearās Spotlight Gala, even inviting her for a private chat.
Felix Baker was a well-known egoist.
He might look gentle, but in reality, he was quite difficult to deal with. As long as his interests were not harmed, everything was negotiable. But if he suffered just a little loss, he wouldnāt let it go.
It could be said that burning incense was offered in gratitude when the program team managed to invite him this time, setting aside the matter of money.
They were afraid of not treating him well and provoking him. They felt Felix might just leave midway if things didnāt go well.
So the program team thought about asking two people, who were more familiar with him, to entertain him a bit.
Such a connection would facilitate easier interaction on both sides.
āBrook God, George, do you mind helping out?ā Director Nash asked.
George Dunn cleared his throat and said, āIā¦ am not that close to him, actually.ā
Although the Dunn family had business dealings with Spotlight, George hadnāt been directly involved. At most, he had a relationship with Felix where they would greet each other when they met.
āNo worries, just have a casual chat,ā said Director Nash.
āAlright then,ā George Dunn agreed.
Director Nash then looked at Daisy Zane.
Daisy Zaneās lips quivered, wanting to refuse. But seeing Director Nashās pitiful and attentive expression, she eventually didnāt say anything and agreed to it.
Daisy Zane and George Dunn followed their class into the Ceremony Hall.
When their class entered, Felix Baker was at the entrance, a little inside, chatting with the school leaders and several directors from the program team.
As everyone entered, they could see them at first glance, but couldnāt hear what they were saying.
The eight people participating in the program recording were at the end of the class.
Daisy Zane and George Dunn were behind those eight people.
They planned to wait until everyone else had gone in, then drop out of line, go greet Felix Baker, and return to their seats.
But as soon as the two of them stepped into the Ceremony Hall, they saw Celeste Martin walk straight over to Felix Baker.
And as she went over, the remaining students followed.
George Dunn and Daisy Zane also just followed along behind them.
When Celeste Martin reached Felix Bakerās side, she first greeted the school leaders and directors, then looked at Felix and said, āMr. Baker, long time no see. Do you still remember me?ā
Felix Baker looked at her, his eyelashes quivering slightly, obviously not remembering her. But he didnāt show it on his face and instead smiled gently, āI have an impression.ā
Celeste Martin also smiled and said, āLast year, you went to the Court Music
Academy for a concert, and we met backstage.ā
Felix Baker did have a recollection of going backstage at the Court Music Academy, butā¦he really couldnāt seem to quite remember her, āAh, indeed, itās been over a year since we met.ā
Felix Baker said in a tone as if he had remembered.
Celeste Martinās smile deepened: āYeah, Mr. Baker hasnāt been there since.ā
āI had more free time back then, listening to concerts stimulated my inspiration.ā Felix Baker was smooth in his speech when his interests were not involved, āI have been busier lately, so I havenāt been there again.ā
Director Nash said: āSo it turns out that Mr. Baker knows Celeste Martin.ā
Felix Baker smiled on his face, and thought, so her name is Celeste Martin.
āCeleste is indeed excellent, being able to enter the Court Music Academy.ā Director Nash said, āI heard that she got personal guidance from Boss Flores, the founder of the Meiyanwan banquet, not long ago.ā
Baker thought to himself, so she plays the pipa: āLady Martinās pipa skill is indeed unparalleled.ā
āNot really, I need to improve,ā Celesteās smile deepened again.
She had been frustrated these days, always overshadowed. Now she finally felt better. She pretended to casually glance at the people behind her. Seeing the admiration and envy on their faces made her feel even more proud.
As the founder of Spotlight, except for George Dunn, the others here hardly had the opportunity to socialize with him, let alone meet him.
Director Nash, afraid of losing the excitement, hurriedly introduced the other seven people: āMr. Baker, these are all the participants of the show.ā
Felix Baker looked at them, and was just about to greet them politely, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.
The smile on his face stiffened for a moment as he turned to look.
Then he saw Daisy Zane, dressed neatly in a school uniform and a high ponytail.
As Daisy Zane looked over, her expression remained indifferent, with no change at all. Even a touch of annoyance appeared at the bottom of her eyes.
However, Felix Baker stared at her for two seconds before moving his eyes away, thinking to himself how much she resembled Clayson Ninevara, as if they were carved from the same mold.
As the thought flashed through his mind, he was taken aback for a moment before turning to look at Daisy Zane again.
To see her behind George Dunn, Felix Baker took a step back on purpose.
Daisy Zane: .
Felix Baker stared at her for two more seconds and said: āYouā¦
Thinking that he couldnāt remember Daisy Zane, Director Nash stepped between them and said: āMr. Baker, this is Daisy Zane, a screenwriter for Flynn Ninevara. You met her at the Spotlight Gala.ā
As he finished the introduction, Felix Bakerās amiable face almost contorted.
Opening his mouth, he took a deep breath and said: āItās really you!ā
Standing aside, Celeste Martinās smile had disappeared by more than half as she watched Felix Baker and Daisy Zane. Her hands slowly clenched together at her sides.
Daisy Zane did not want to deal with him.
āHow are you here?ā Felix Baker said.
Seeing his reaction, Director Nash was taken aback. It seemed as if he was about to lose his temper. He exchanged glances with some school leaders, and then said as a mediator: āMr. Baker, Daisy Zane is also participating in the recording of our program.ā
Felix Baker glanced at Director Nash, then looked at Daisy Zane, and said with a stiff tone: āYou came here to record a show.ā āAm I not allowed to?ā Daisy Zane countered.
Her voice was somewhat cold.
Felix Bakerās arrogance immediately dropped by half: āā¦Of course, you are allowed.ā
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Felix Baker was still a little confused, mainly because it was confusing to see Daisy Zane in her school uniform. He didnāt know how to describe his feelings at the moment. He didnāt even know how to describe Daisy Zane now.
He even felt a little dizzy.
He still didnāt understand how Harton Clark agreed to let her come and record the show. Not hiding her at home was one thing, but letting her out, were they crazy?
Felix Baker stared blankly at Daisy Zane for a while, then turned to Director Nash and said: āNo, sheās here to record a show. You have a ready-made person right here. Youāve been grinding me for more than a month to get me here for a lecture.ā
Director Nash blinked, paused for a moment, and didnāt understand: āWha, what do you mean?ā