After a while, she carefully opened the script once again, going through it line by line, silently reciting the lines even though she had already memorized them, brewing her emotions.
In the bright light, Summer's long, jet-black, silky hair was beautiful, almost shimmering, with the ends slightly curled, exuding both purity and a hint of charm.
Her eyes were as beautiful as amber, her skin fair, the envy of all girls with its milky complexion.
Downstairs, Elisa just got out of the car and hurriedly rushed in, today being her first day at work.
She wasn't sure if Summer had arrived, but if she did, she couldn't leave her all alone; she had to go up and accompany her quickly.
Although they were old friends who had known each other a long time, good buddies, Elisa had to pretend as if they were meeting for the first time, forgetting all past events and getting to know and interact with Summer again.
This was quite a test of Elisa's acting skills.
What would happen when Spencer saw Summer today? He had to act like he didn't know her; could he control his emotions?
Seemingly to consider Summer's feelings and give Spencer a little more time, Elisa had to have the best acting skills, or things would go wrong.
Elisa felt extreme pressure.
After going upstairs, Elisa entered the dressing room, where there weren't many artists yet, so she quickly found the most inconspicuous spot inside and saw a familiar figure sitting there.
It was Summer!
Elisa walked towards her with purpose, getting a clearer view of that naturally beautiful face, which hadn't changed much since their school days and still exuded beauty and purity.
She composed herself and stood next to Summer, saying, "Hello, are you Miss Summer?"
The girl sitting in the chair, engrossed in the script, looked up and met Elisa's smiling gaze, replying, "Yes."
"I'm Elisa, your agent and assistant," Elisa introduced herself, extending her hand. "I'm glad to be of service to you, Summer."
Summer was surprised. She had been assigned an agent and an assistant? By whom?
She didn't think much of it and greeted Elisa, smiling as she shook the girl's hand.
Looking around, Elisa saw more artists coming in, some already starting their makeup.
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