Bowing once more to the judges, she paused her words, then suddenly intensified her tone, "However, if possible, I hope my entry will pass this time."
After her words, the venue fell silent again, as if deathly still.
There was a long silence before the judges began to whisper and discuss among themselves.
Summer Sutton stood rigidly on stage, her heart tightly clenched.
A big company like Royal Delight follows rules to the letter, always stringent.
An irregular entry like this seemed to have no precedent of passing before.
The judges' discussion went on for quite a while, with Summer quietly watching them on stage, every minute and second of waiting felt agonizing to her.
After almost ten minutes of discussion, an international judge stood up, smiled slightly at her, and then applauded.
