"Sister Wan..."
When Ye Wan received Su Youxuan's call, she had just finished class.
Hearing the hesitant tone of the young man on the other end, Ye Wan laughed and said, "Is there a problem with one of the moves? Or did someone mess up? Just say it plainly, don't hem and haw."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Wan raised her eyes and smiled.
On the road by the gate of Imperial Film University, 20 young men stood outside the Sicily Cafe, looking at her eagerly and excitedly.
The owner of Sicily even thought that someone had planned a group fight during the cold winter, and came out to take a glance.
Ye Wan approached them with a smile, "Why are you here?"
"It's more reassuring being under Sister Wan's watchful eye."
"Yes, yes, there's still a long time until next Friday's rehearsal. Instead of feeling uncertain in the Magic City, we'd rather come to the Imperial City to practice dance. Sister Wan, if you have time, remember to come check on us."
