The applause had lasted for a long time after Natasha’s speech had ended. After clapping a few times, Michael quickly drew a zero in the column and checked the online votes on his phone.
His wife’s votes were doubtlessly a hundred votes behind, but he was not affected by the online voting whatsoever.
In the history of Miss Misty Pageant, there was no app for the online votes—it was a new thing that was launched for the current batch.
The voting app had been specially made for the university students—they could use the platform to socialize, order takeout, shop, grab a cab, purchase movie tickets and it also included an arena for forums, watching dramas and novels, tournament consultations, checking academic grades and selecting courses and electives.
Furthermore, the app had a function for live streaming and naturally, today’s Miss Misty Pageant was being broadcasted live and exclusively viewable on the app.
The app was undoubtedly made by students from the gay school. That’s correct; those were from Stanley’s company!
Who worked in his company? Sophia!
One had to admit that Stanley was a genius. When he was a child, the other kids from the Fletcher Family were living an ordinary life—they attended school during the day as well as marching with the army in the morning and at night.
Most of them had attended the military academy or were serving in the army by the age of eighteen, but he was one of the rare exceptions. He went clubbing and played games on a daily basis. If his father or grandfather hadn’t forced him, there was no way in the world that he would be out there to march with the others.
The Fletchers had once thought that the kid was hopeless.
When he was in high school, he became even worse. Aside from skipping class and playing games in the internet café, he had skipped class in the name of internship when he was actually heading to the game company where Michael had invested in to play computer games. However, looking at how well he did, it seemed like he wasn’t there to play games but to acquire some knowledge!
The first app that Stanley’s company had developed was rather decent. Michael had read the plan and wanted to incorporate it into his games after the app was done.
The app was only part of the plan—they would continue to make a series of it and embody them into the development of online and mobile games.
Most of the employees in Stanley’s company were Bayside University graduates. Even their interns were the current university students. All of them had paid close attention to the data and if necessary, hehe… They would be making sure that Sophia would come first in the competition!
Suddenly, the employee received a call from Stanley. “Get ready to publish a notification on the app; I’ll forward the information in a moment…”
After Natasha’s speech, the students waiting behind her were all stressed out. Compared to her, the other contestants had been more lacking—no matter whether it was the stage presence, the ambience or the language used, they would not be able to compete with her.
She was professionally trained for public speaking and used to formal occasions. Conversing with foreign dignitaries was effortless for her and environments like that was merely a piece of cake for her.
On the app, her votes had been the highest!
Sophia was behind by hundreds of votes and the third was Molly.
The ranking had continued until the public speaking stage was almost over. Sophia was the last to go on stage.
Everyone had been having high hopes for the most eye-catching dark house of the night and were eager to listen to her content.
Soon, it was her turn. Still in the school uniform, she strode toward the microphone and settled down. Standing still, she took a cold glance at the audience, patted the microphone and started her speech.
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