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Chapter 229: Chapter 229: Almost Brainwashed

Translator: 549690339

Adrian Zhekova looked at Zoe Silverstone, his expression a mix of a smile and subtle mockery: “Miss Silverstone, the major competition has made an exception just for you this time.” Everyone: ‘ .

It didn’t sound like a good thing at all.

Zoe Silverstone: ‘

Could the situation be the same as with Cindy Clarke?

Adrian Zhekova kept saying they made an exception for her, but she couldn’t feel happy about it.

“How do you want to prove it?” Adrian Zhekova asked Cindy Clarke again.

Cindy raised her head to look at him and saw Adrian nodding at her.

In front of so many people, Adrian couldn’t show any particular favoritism towards Cindy.

He couldn’t even afford to give her a gentle smile, as he had to hold back because of his concerns.

If he did, it would confirm the suspicion of Cindy getting in through the back door.

But in reality, Cindy had made it this far on her own merit.

Cindy took a deep breath and said loudly, “I can make more, but who gets to taste them needs careful consideration.”

“There are too many people in the audience, and it’s not realistic to give every one of them a portion,” Cindy said. “To let the judges taste it, you think it’s unfair. Moreover, the five judges have already expressed their opinions just now, and it would be the same even if they tasted it again.”

“Cain Velman, if you have anything to say, just say it already. Stop stirring up trouble and framing me by saying the judges are unfair,” Zoe Silverstone was furious.

Every time Cindy spoke, she did that.

It was almost brainwashing.

“Isn’t what you organized implying exactly that?” Cindy didn’t give Zoe Silverstone a chance to rebut and immediately said, “But if I let the contestants on stage taste, forgive my paranoia, I won’t trust that either. We are all competitors today, so we need to avoid that.” That made sense.

And even the contestants on stage agreed.

Moreover, Cindy spoke quite euphemistically, allowing everyone to save face.

So no one felt uncomfortable after listening to her.

“So, what exactly do you want? Is there nobody suitable after so much consideration?” Zoe Silverstone sneered, “After all the talking, you still don’t dare. If you don’t dare, just say it outright! Stop pretending!”

“That’s why I’d like to invite the 10 contestants from Pingla Academy who didn’t take the stage today and directly entered the top 30 to be the tasters,” Cindy said.

After the surprise, everyone realized that this was indeed the best choice so far.

“Today, the 10 people from Pingla Academy did not participate in the competition. They have no interests or personal stakes on today’s Racecourse and can provide a fair evaluation,” Cindy explained.

“Also, the 10 of them are the most outstanding students in Pingla Academy this year. From the auditions’ results alone, you can see they are far ahead of us in terms of scores,” Cindy continued, “With that level of skill, they naturally carry equal pride.”

“They have the confidence to believe that we won’t be able to catch up, so regardless of who wins, it won’t affect them in any way,” Cindy looked at Pingla’s 10 representatives in the VIP audience seats.

“Isn’t that right?” Cindy asked.

Apparently, among the 10 participants from Pingla Academy, the one whose decision mattered the most was Parker Honi, who ranked first.

Pingla Academy was known for its standard of strength above all else.

Parker Honi didn’t even look at the others; he seemed to be long used to being their spokesperson.

Seeing Cindy looking at him, Parker nodded and said, “That’s right. We don’t care who wins or loses in today’s competition..”

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