The next day, the University AI Innovation Competition was held as scheduled at the Expo Science Park.
Representing Aethelburg University were three people.
Mateo Fulton, Anya Morales, and Maeve Vance.
A week ago, Maeve had handed her project over to the Student Union for centralized management.
On the day of the competition, Student Union members were responsible for placing the entries at their respective booths to await judging.
Andres White certainly wouldn't miss such an important day, preparing to bring a cheering squad to support Maeve.
"There's no need for cheering. The venue is crowded and chaotic. If you're interested, just watch the live stream on your phone."
In the early morning, a freshly styled Maeve walked down the stairs with an elegant, leisurely pace.
Andres was just discussing with Murray and Hans about how to boost her popularity.
Then he caught a glimpse of a stunning figure entering his line of sight.
Today, Maeve wore a navy and black aviator-style suit.
She had a military-style woolen coat draped over her shoulders and a matching pair of combat boots on her feet.
Sharp and dashing, she radiated a breathtaking androgynous beauty.
Seeing her like this made Andres's heart skip a beat.
He suddenly understood why she usually dressed so casually.
When Maeve decided to actually dress up, her dazzling radiance could blind the entire world.
Even Hans and Murray held their breath, deeply captivated by her outfit today.
Murray marveled, "Miss Vance, you look so handsome today!"
Maeve flashed a roguish smile, flawlessly embodying the word 'cynical'.
"Is there ever a time when I don't look good?"
Murray eagerly flattered her.
"Absolutely not."
His words briefly amused her.
Andres fought the urge to kick Murray across the room.
"Maeve, I'll drive you to the Expo Science Park."
People whispered privately, some sneakily took photos, clearly taking a strong interest in this beautiful girl.
"Maeve, I thought you weren't coming today."
The person blocking her path was Anya Morales, also one of today's contestants.
Compared to the impression she used to give, Anya now looked visibly exhausted.
Maeve didn't slow her pace, raising an eyebrow.
"Give me a reason why I wouldn't."
Anya walked beside her.
"Did you not see the photo I sent yesterday? His first love is back in the country."
"They were hugging so intimately. It's only a matter of time before you get dumped."
At the Shaw family's anniversary banquet, Anya had also been a guest.
What she found hard to speak of was that the one who forced her to attend was Mr. Warren, a man old enough to be her grandfather.
Ever since that old creep had taken her innocence, Anya's world had become filled with forced compromises.

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