"That depends on the person," Yao Yunying said. Despite the scolding, her face was bright with joy. She was eager to share the news of her solo dance with friends and family, hoping they would come cheer her on at the preliminaries.
'This might be the only solo dance of her life—an opportunity she couldn't afford to miss!'
She laughed and said, "Master Yuan is sweet on the outside and bitter on the inside, and Su Zhenren is a cold teaching machine. Our Little Xia, on the other hand, is a paper tiger with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. So we have to appreciate her painstaking efforts in training us."
"This might be our only chance for a comeback, comrades! Do you want to keep being seen as hopeless cases?"
Everyone shook their heads hard. They wanted to be elegant dancers, basking in the glow of the stage lights!
