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Joy Ocean was so competitive that she wanted to compete in everything. But Clara Ocean didn't care about what she cared about, and she couldn't be bothered to act like a sister to her.

"Wang Ying is your teacher, not mine. I have no interest in learning from her."

Being Joy Ocean, she's sure to find opportunities to learn from her, and she doesn't mind.

Clara Ocean didn't let the Ocean family driver take her. She called a taxi.

She is going to audition for Earthsound today. She has no Huaquin Ocean connections and doesn't need them. All she is trying to do so far is be Joy Ocean's nightmare that will never be forgotten.

Clara Ocean: "Master, what's the price of a chartered car for one day?"

The driver thinks for a moment, "One thousand yuan, go anywhere."

Clara Ocean: "I'll give you three thousand. Your car is for my personal use today."

A taxi stops at the mall. Clara Ocean pulls out a pile of money from her purse and says, "Here's a fifteen thousand down payment. You stay in a parking lot and I'll call you when I'm done.

Clara Ocean is not afraid of drivers. Her wheelchair is equipped with a locator so she can find him wherever he goes.

The driver took the money and looked at Clara Ocean, who walked like a normal person, wondering why she was in a wheelchair.

Clara Ocean recovered so quickly thanks to the medicine she was given by Tink Pori, but she didn't want the Ocean family to know that her leg was almost healed.

...

The Ocean City division of the Earthsound competition is set up in the mall.

Clara Ocean goes to the bathroom. She comes out again with a new outfit.

The long flowing white gauze and the extravagant white butterfly mask attracted a lot of people's attention, but more people's eyes were malicious.

"Instead of trying to improve themselves, today's young people engage in these useless stunts."

"Sure, it's all fancy, but I don't know if it's fancy."

"Stay and watch the play!"

They were so loud that they almost didn't say it to Clara Ocean herself. Clara Ocean didn't care. She had come to the competition in this image, and she was ready to be talked about.

If she didn't have a strong heart, how could she talk about revenge?

"Why are you wearing a mask?" asked Clara Ocean when she took her number.

Clara Ocean: "I was so ugly that I didn't want to scare you and the judges wouldn't give you points."

"......"

He didn't know how to answer the question.

Clara Ocean was given the last number and now she's the first contestant on the stage. She won't be on stage for at least three hours.

Clara Ocean yawned dully and sank back in her chair to sleep.

"Miss, miss."

Clara Ocean lifted her lazy eyes. "My turn?"

The clerk picks up the bag with the logo of a brand of milk tea. "No, there's a gentleman over there who brought you milk tea."

Clara Ocean looked over. Outside the competition, there stood a man in a light blue blazer. He had a beautiful face and a warm smile that blew into people's hearts like a warm breeze.

There was a cool light in Clara Ocean's watery eyes.

Who would have known that beneath the surface of this man, who looks like an exiled fairy, lies a snobbish heart?

When she was the daughter of Ocean family, he wanted to marry Clara, the sister he loved and cared for all his life.

However, when she was a fisherman's daughter, she became the woman he most despised, and she could never imagine that Aaron Willo would partner with Joy Ocean to ruin her reputation in a dirty way.

Clara Ocean hated Aaron Willo as much as Joy Ocean did.

She took the worker's bag and got up and walked over to him one step at a time.

When Aaron saw her coming, he said, "Hi."

Clara Ocean stood a meter away from Aaron Willo and asked, "You gave this to me?"

As she got closer, he noticed that she had a pair of eyes that looked just like Clara Ocean's, but in the same shape and with a completely different emotion.

Every time Clara Ocean saw him, her eyes would uncontrollably glow with joy and shame, and the woman's eyes were like a mountain of snow, cold and distant.

Aaron Willo's deep, magnetic voice was as mellow as a cello. "I got your number from the staff, thought you'd be waiting a long time, and in case you were thirsty, I bought two glasses of juice."

Any woman who is offered juice by a suave, handsome man would gladly accept it.

But Clara Ocean's pink lips pressed together unhappily on the outside of her mask.

Sensing Clara Ocean's low mood, Aaron Willo asked tentatively, "Don't you like it?"

Clara Ocean was blunt, "Well, no."

"What flavor of fruit tea do you like? I'll get it."

"No, I just don't like you as a person."

Clara Ocean pushed the bag forward. "Hold it yourself, not responsible for dropping it."

Willo unconsciously hugged the bag, and Clara Ocean turned and walked away. He looked at the woman's thin figure with increasing interest.

He was initially attracted by her strange shape and wanted to tease her, but she was dressed in white but had a fiery personality.

He was curious to know whether she was really refusing or just playing hard to get.

Clara Ocean, of course, could feel the aggressive eyes behind her and sneered that Aaron Willo, a man who was so affectionate with every woman, was actually a terrible womanizing.

Clara Ocean had just sat down when a high-pitched voice rang in her ear.

"No wonder you're dressed in fancy clothes. You're not here to compete. You're here to pick up men."

"It's not surprising that the woods are big enough to have all kinds of birds."

'If I had a thicker skin, I wouldn't have sat here so long without a tea man.'

Clara Ocean tucks her little finger in her ear and begins calmly: "The more you want, the more you are jealous of."

Clara Ocean was insinuating that she didn't have a man.

One person got so angry that she stood up and pointed at Clara Ocean, "What are you talking about?"

Clara Ocean slowly closed her magazine and looked straight at it with cold eyes. "What are you talking about?"

Clara Ocean used to have the soft personality of a little sheep, but after spending four years with Tink Pori, she learned 80% if not 100% of his poise, enough to scare a few girls.

The others tugged at Tan Xue, "We're coming soon. Don't make trouble and leave a bad impression on the judges."

Tan Xue sulkily sat down, "I don't know with you."

Clara Ocean rolled her eyes wordlessly.

Tan Xue: "..."