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Ivy glanced at the ending sentence of the last page and looked up to face the camera, before continuing.

There were no words on the teleprompter at all, and she was reciting the script by heart.

After reporting the third piece of news, the broadcast switched to the video corresponding to the video concerning the third piece of news, and Ivy immediately said to the director, "My script has been swapped."

Ivy had not expected an accident to happen on her second day at work.

She had memorized every word of her script but had been caught by surprise by the unexpected turn of events. People tended to lose coordination of their speech and body language when they were extremely nervous.

"Don't panic. After the video, I will enter an advertisement," the director consoled her. "I will get someone to print you another copy of the script right away."

"Okay. Thank you." Ivy sighed a breath of relief.

Inside the hotel, Andrea clenched her fists and scowled as she watched the news report on the television.

Ivy's face when she noticed that her script had been swapped and was certain that Ivy would

news, an advertisement was

advertisements on the intern's shows, and Andrea realized that the

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television, before starting to pull at her hair when she realized that she had underestimated

the show, and Andrea came to realize that she would have never been able to remain calm if she was in Ivy's shoes. "I've lost!" she thought. "I thought that

studio number six at the television station, Ivy returned backstage, and

who swapped your

third piece of news, or we wouldn't even know what to

I saw that nothing was coming up on

disappeared from her lips, and she scowled as she wondered if she

that it was Andrea who swapped her script, but she had no