"Without high heels, tango feels quite lacking. Commandant, do we have any spare shoes?" Before Lin Tuanzhang could reply, Qiao Xiaowan hung her head and continued, "It's already embarrassing enough that I got into an accident. If the following performances are affected, it will be even more laughable."
"Of course, we have spare shoes. I'll go get them right away." Lin Tuanzhang waved his hand and headed towards the small tent where the costumes and props were stored.
"I'll go change my clothes." Qiao Xiaowan let out a breath and picked up her soft-soled dance shoes, glancing at Luo Ye: "You won't need these, so I'll wear them."
Su Sha hurriedly stopped her: "Xiaowan, forget it. The injuries on your arms and legs haven't healed yet, and they've swelled up from all that exertion. Take a rest."
