Ivy's heart wavered at Meredith's words, but she knew that she did not qualify for the internship.
A professional host must possess the skill and experience that can only be accumulated through trial and error.
"I will think about it! | just feel like the recruiter will be dumbfounded by our resumes."
"Haha! Believe it or not, over fifty percent of the broadcasting majors will apply for it. As for what the recruiter thinks, that is his
own business. It's not like he will be able to remember all the names on the applications. Don't worry." Meredith said. "You are the
one who needs to be in control of your own fate. That's what my aunt tells me. My aunt got the internship despite being a year one
student because of her beauty,munication skills, and her guts. Apart from those, she did not have any sort of experience.
Apart from that, she wasn't an expert in any way... of course, there weren't that many people taking this major back then."
Ivy's heart fluttered at her words.
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"I heard that the recruiter usually chooses students who have references from their lecturers," said Meredith. "I'm going to apply
for it anyway."
"Let's try it, then! We have nothing to lose."
"Yeah! My aunt says that you are really hardworking. Don't you want to be a TV host?"
Ivy nodded without hesitation. "That's my target, at least for now."
"Will that change after you graduate?"
"Maybe. Maybe not. Not everyone gets a job which they have studied for."
"True!"
The two entered the canteen and sat down at an empty table after getting sfood.
"Do you have the application form? | can send you a copy if you don't have it," Meredith offered. "I got it from a senior."
"Sure! Thank you!"
"You're wee. Giveyour number! | will send it to you later."
Ivy immediately took out her phone and exchanged numbers with Meredith.
At night, Ivy returned hand found Robert playing video games on the couch, but Layla and Elliot were nowhere to be found.
"Robert, where are Dad and Layla?" Ivy changed into her slippers and walked over to Robert.
Robert ended the ghastily and threw his arm around her shoulders. "Dad and Layla are at Mr. and Mrs. Santos’. They aren't
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"I thought Layla was going alone. Why is Dad there as well?" Ivy asked.
"Dad left in the evening because Layla had asked him to go over." Robert rubbed his nose. "My guess is that Uncle Eric's parents
didn't blher for what happened, so she called Dad over as well. It's just a guess, though. They might have something to
discuss!"
"I see! Robert, don't you have classes at night?" Ivy had never seen Robert attending any classes at night. He would occasionally
stay out all night at gatherings. She had not seen him study at night.
"The classes at night are for the subjects | minor in," Robert said. "I don't skip them all, but most of my classes are during the day."
"Oh! It's no wonder that you don't have to go to university at night!"
"We have self-study classes, but | don't go to those. So long as | don't fail my exams, my lecturers won't say a thing," Robert said
smugly. "Having parents like ourses with a lot of perks."
Ivy knew that Robert was referring to the privileges he received as the son of Avery Tate and Elliot Foster. However, she had
different values from him, Ivy did not find his actions appalling.