Phillip said, "Man, I was so short-sighted."
He didn't expect Rose to be one of the judges, and he was over the moon. "Alright, we'll find a time to hang out after you're done."
"Okay," Rosemary said gently. "Don't forget to take your medicine."
Phillip replied, "Got it, no problem. I'm about to take it right now."
A few days later, the International Fashion Design Competition was held in Dawnstar.
As soon as Molly stepped into the art gallery, she was jostled hard on the shoulder.
"Molly? The top of Solterra?"
The one who bumped into her was a blonde foreign girl, looking young and full of energy. She looked at Molly with contempt, even flipping her thumb down, saying in Solterra's language, "Trash."
Molly was speechless. "Who are you calling trash?"
The girl retorted, "You and your country are all trash."