Crushing Scum in the Spotlight

After several hours of training, the team that was initially confident of victory was completely demoralized, and even Wei Qinghuan, who had a dance background, looked unhappy.

Lin Xiaoman had anticipated this result and was not surprised.

From the beginning, they had not recognized their own capabilities.

Your performance is a disgrace!” Xu Wei continued to berate them, his words harsh and merciless.

Lin Xiaoman felt a wave of frustration wash over her. She wanted to protect her teammates but knew that any attempt to talk back would only make things worse. Instead, she took a deep breath and tried to refocus. They had to find a way to regain their spirits and tackle the dance together.

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoman remembered the techniques she learned from Jiang Huan. If they could find a way to incorporate some of those adaptive methods, they might just convince Xu Wei of their potential.

As time went on, Lin Xiaoman proposed a new plan: they would practice the moves not just as a rigid routine, but as a form of expression. She shared her vision with her team.

“We can create something beautiful if we let our emotions guide us,” she said, trying to inspire them. Her teammates exchanged glances, a flicker of hope igniting within each of them.

With a renewed sense of determination, they set to work. As they practiced, something shifted. Instead of merely going through the motions, they found joy in dancing, and Xu Wei began to notice a change in their attitude.

The atmosphere transformed, and they felt a growing sense of artistry developing. Day by day, they were not just learning the dance; they were growing as performers.

By the time the performance day arrived, they stood on stage with confidence, ready to show everyone what they could achieve when they combined discipline with creativity.

As the music played, Lin Xiaoman took the lead. The unity and passion they demonstrated resonated with the audience, leaving a lasting impact.

Even Xu Wei was taken aback, quietly acknowledging their progress. In that moment, they realized that dance was more than just technique; it was a powerful medium for expression.

Do you usually get votes by begging for sympathy?” Xu Wei’s tone was even more contemptuous.

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