Time is flying by.
There are only 4 days left until the second public performance.
All members of Yuwei's group are standing in the practice room, listening to the dance instructor's lesson.
"Yuwei, you need to exude a sense of dominance."
"You should use your gaze to kill the audience. When you're standing there, you need to own the stage like you're the queen of the world."
The youthful and handsome dance instructor excitedly waved his arms.
"Teacher, I checked myself on camera just now. Does my expression look too fierce?"
"After all, the camera captures every little change in my expressions clearly."
Yuwei was quite worried about her expression management, as the instructor's requirements felt vastly different from what she had learned before.
"It's great. Expressions should actually complement the makeup and the lighting."
Hearing the instructor say this, Yuwei couldn't help but agree, since she had to respect the professionalism of the production team.
