The elves invade reality, and Ellie is going crazy for me on the charts!

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He immediately gave Mona a hand signal.

Let her finish this segment and start interviewing the next person.

When Mona mentioned that the next person to be interviewed was a young prodigy who had already gained fame at a young age and had won numerous awards in national painting competitions.

The decline in the number of viewers in the live stream finally stopped.

The weather is starting to warm up slowly.

The person in charge wiped the sweat from his brow.

I felt a wave of fear wash over me.

What if this high-profile live stream goes wrong?

So, this person in charge was not fired by the company.

But being scolded by the boss and having a significant amount of bonus deducted is inevitable.

……

Ever since.

The group arrived together at Gretchen's office.

dong dong.

Mona knocked on the door politely.

A soft, gentle voice came from inside, "Please come in."

He has clearly not yet been seen.

But many people were still deeply moved by the story.

Mona slowly opened the door.

Inside the spacious room.

Wearing a white dress, Grey leaned back on the soft sofa cushions.

He was holding a tablet in one hand and a drawing board in the other, comparing something.

Two snow-white jade feet, encased in black silk stockings, swayed back and forth on the soft floor mat, looking incredibly alluring.

Her surroundings were cluttered with drafts, scraps, paintbrushes, and paints scattered all over the floor.

It seems they've been working on this for quite some time now.

Mona was lost in thought for a moment.

They looked at the staff of the Golden Garden with puzzled expressions.

It seems strange that in such a chaotic environment, no one had reminded Greta that someone was coming to interview her today.

Mebius also sighed.

Someone must have reminded you.

But once this child gets absorbed in his work, he can't hear anything else.

These past two days, I've been getting stuck on the problem because I haven't been able to create a satisfactory piece.

The person in charge of CCTV was a little flustered, fearing that the audience would not accept it and he would want to curse.

He then glanced at the comments section.

The activity level of the bullet comments was much higher than in the previous interviews.

—【Aaaaaaah!!! Gretchen, it's really Gretchen!!!】

—【Wow! Gretchen, Mommy loves you!】

—【This is so cute! The male mom can't resist anymore.】

—【Why is she so cute? It's unfair! Even I, a girl, am incredibly excited.】

—【I really want to raise a daughter as cute as Greta.】

—【It's ice cream, black ice cream, please shine it in my mouth.】

—【Wow, this office is bigger than both of my bedrooms! Is this the difference between people?】

—【Haha, the Golden Miniature Garden is so lovely! The entire floor is covered with these children's play mats.】

—Yes, the natural light is excellent, and it looks very cozy.

—【I also have a beanbag chair like this at home, but it's much smaller than Greta's.】

—【The sketches scattered all over the floor perfectly capture the anxiety of a professional painter unable to create their desired work. It's so realistic. In comparison, the previous artists seem very contrived; their offices are too tidy, and the deliberate acting is obvious.】

……

Mona approached cautiously.

She called Gretchen's name a few times.

The little girl didn't even look up.

They just say "uh-huh," "oh," or nod perfunctorily.

The staff members of the Golden Garden standing behind her secretly shook their heads.

"This is trouble."

"It seems that little Gretsch has hit a roadblock."

“I don’t know much about drawing. To me, these sketches are already very beautiful, but for Gretsch, they don’t even reach the passing grade.”

"Gresch is basically in this state when she is in trouble. She is so focused on this that it is hard for her to get out. Sometimes she even forgets to eat."

Mona paused for a moment, then said, "So, what about today's interview...?"

"It's probably hopeless."

"Unless she comes to her senses on her own, or creates a satisfactory work."

"Why don't we interview other people first? Maybe we can draw it in a little while."

The staff suggested.

At this time.

Alicia suddenly spoke.

"I do have a way to bring little Grey back to her senses."

Mona's eyes lit up, and she looked at Alicia with expectant eyes.

"Teacher Alicia, do you have any ideas?"

Alicia smiled mysteriously.

Suddenly, she shouted loudly, "Gresh, Xia Yu has come to see you!"

then.

Amidst a barrage of questions from countless viewers.

Gretchen, who had been focused on the canvas, suddenly looked up.

Her beautiful, bewildered eyes looked around.

His gaze then settled on Xia Yu, who looked completely bewildered.

"Wow, Brother Xia Yu, you're here!"

Gretchen tossed the drawing board and tablet aside.

They immediately disappeared from the camera's view.

He rushed over and hugged Xia Yu.

After a brief silence, the online audience fell silent.

They were all instantly enraged.

——【????】

—【Ahhh, I'm totally devastated! My beloved Gretchen!】

—【Damn it, that scoundrel! Stealing my Alicia wasn't enough, now he's trying to steal Gretchen from me too?】

—【You were supposed to be unable to escape this state once you got into it? How come you snapped out of it as soon as you heard the name Xia Yu?】

—【What a beast! This beast! Gretchen is only sixteen! How could he dare to do this?】

—【Hahaha, so you all laughed at us Ellie fans! You didn't expect that your favorite Gretchen would also be tricked by this scoundrel! I feel much better now.】

—【Ms. Xia, Grey is frail, please be gentle.】

—【Professor Xia, at least wait until university.】

—The thought of that soft-spoken, delicate, and easily pushed-over little girl being taken advantage of by that beast Xia Yu makes my heart ache terribly.

—【Give me back Xia Yu, I really want to strangle this scoundrel.】

—【Gresh, Uncle only asks you one thing: please don't give your ice cream to CEO Xia, okay? I'm begging you on my knees.】


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