"Not bad, very fiery and explosive, truly a stage game-changer, Cary, you’ve passed!"
Chen Yu was very satisfied with Cary’s breathtaking performance. Cary stood up smugly, arching his eyebrows at them, "How about it? Are you thoroughly convinced?"
Lin Yan clapped, "Indeed, not bad."
Cary: "Ye Xian, you must be envious, right? I saw you staring so intensely earlier. No worries, practice for a lifetime, and you might get there."
"Staring intensely because..." Ye Xian, "your move reminded me of a phrase from Doule."
"What?"
Cary looked at her expectantly, ready to receive a compliment, while Ye Xian was already poised to bolt, "...are you here to take a dump?"
"Ha ha ha ha~"
Everyone burst into laughter. Cary angrily threw off his shoes and chased after Ye Xian, "You traitor, where do you think you’re running? I’m going to get you!"
"Alright, knock it off, let’s be serious,"
Chen Yu: "Wanze, your turn."
"I know my fans well, there’s nothing special."
Jiang Wanze walked to the middle of the rehearsal room and briskly lifted his shirt, revealing perfectly aligned, snow-white abs.
Ye Xian, who was running, nearly stumbled and fell.
What the hell? Are all male celebrities this wild? Just straight up...selling sex appeal!
Back when she danced, wearing slightly less would get her lectures from fans; a bit of seductive dancing would get continuous reprimands from fans—there was no room to perform freely.
But back then, she was a female celebrity, and most of her fans were mom fans, but now it should be...girlfriend fans? Wife fans?



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