"Stop! The last move wasn't done neatly enough. Let's do it again!"
Under the grandstand of the Imperial Film University's auditorium, as soon as Ye Wan shouted to stop, the music turned off.
On the stands, some people sighed wearily, while others sat on the floor with no regard for their appearance.
Crying out continuously.
"I can't go on anymore..."
"How many times have we danced this? Is this revenge?"
"Keep your voice down; isn't it terrible enough already?"
Although Mingming heard it, she turned a deaf ear, and Ye Wan restarted the music.
After another round of dancing, more than twenty pairs of eyes looked at her, and only then did Ye Wan nod, "OK."
"Oh my God, finally done."
"I feel like these aren't my legs anymore, anyone can have them!"
"Let's go quickly, or we'll be late for the dance!"
...
A group of ten or so dispersed in an uproar, and in the blink of an eye, only nine people were left on the stands.
Jiang Keer blinked innocently.
