Victoria suspiciously took out her phone and glanced at the screen.
It was indeed Jack who was calling.
He actually congratulated her?
He knew that she won the first place in the semi-finals?
Victoria brought the phone back to her ear, shocked. "Did you watch the game live?"
Jack replied, "Yes."
Victoria was even more shocked. "I didn't expect you to be so interested in the dance competition, and you even watched the live broadcast."
Victoria blinked, "Remember when you were young, you weren't interested in things like dance. Sure enough, when people grow up, their hobbies will change."
Jack, silent for a long moment, spoke with a voice that seemed to reluctantly escape his lips, "Victoria, I'm not interested in dancing."
Victoria was even more baffled. "Then why did you watch the competition?"
After Victoria asked, she did not receive an answer after waiting for a long time.
She glanced at the screen and realized he did not hang up. He was still on the call.
Why didn't he speak?
Bad signal?
Still unwilling to speak?
Victoria was utterly confused.
"Hello? Jack? Are you busy? If so, go ahead, I'll hang up,"
Victoria slid her finger across the screen, efficiently ending the call.
Unexpectedly, the first congratulations she received came from her nemesis, Jack.
Jack, still on the line after the call was terminated, remained silent.
Upon her return home, Victoria headed to her room for a shower.
The warm water washing over her body brought immense comfort.
The wound on her calf had completely healed, her skin was white and delicate, and there was no trace of scars or blemishes.
The tube of ointment that Jack asked the old butler to send her was really useful.
With such a good ointment, how did the toothmark on his wrist stay until now? Why not get rid of the scars?
After taking a shower, Victoria used the hairdryer to dry her hair.
Just as she was getting dressed, her phone rang.
It was a call from the director of "Dancing in the Wind".
Victoria swiped to answer, "Hello, hello."
"Victoria, I'm calling you at this time, did bother you?"
"Not at all."
"Great!" The director chuckled, his excitement evident. "Victoria, your performance in the latest episode was exceptional. Many viewers who watched the competition left comments on our official Instagram account, requesting that you create an Instagram profile for them to follow."
"Oh, I see," Victoria realized, her lips curling into a smile. "Certainly, Director. I will register for an Instagram account shortly."
"Okay, I'll wait for you!"
After hanging up, Victoria downloaded the Instagram app and registered an account.
The official Instagram account of "National Dancing Contest" immediately posted on Instagram,
[Dear viewers, at everyone's request, Victoria Montgomery has opened her Instagram account! This is her account @VictoriaMontgomery, everyone can quickly follow!]
Victoria's account was newly registered and had no fans.
As soon as the official announcement was posted, many netizens who watched the dance started to follow her.
In a short while, Victoria's Instagram account had reached 10,000 followers.
Fans clamored for her to broadcast live, wanting to see her.
Victoria thought for a while and then started a live broadcast on Instagram.
As soon as the live broadcast started, before she could say anything, the public screen lit up with special effects for gifts.
User "SushiCottonCandy" sent you 5 red flowers.
User "CluelessVictory" sent you 10 red flowers.
Victoria understood that these "red flowers" were a newly introduced, popular form of virtual gift that required real money to purchase.
The fans gave her 10 little red flowers, which cost 20 dollars.
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