Looking at Wen Wan's receding figure, Ji Qianyi came back to her senses and looked at Lin Xinyu, frowning and asking in confusion: "Xinyu, why did you provoke Wen Wan for no reason?"
Lin Xinyu was stunned by the question, then stuck out her tongue and explained innocently, "Qian Yi, I just can't stand her bullying you, so I said that, I don't mean anything else."
Seeing Ji Qianyi's somewhat unfriendly expression, she felt a little panicked, fearing that Ji Qianyi would really listen to Wen Wan's words.
She quickly said coquettishly: "Qian Yi, you won't really believe Wen Wan's nonsense, will you? She is the most nonsense, don't believe her, I will always support you."
Ji Qianyi pondered for a long time, and finally said coldly: "You are wrong in this matter. Don't do this again in the future. I will rely on my strength to defeat her."
After saying that, she left without looking back. Lin Xinyu listened to what Ji Qianyi said and felt very unhappy. She didn't understand why Ji Qianyi's attitude changed so suddenly. Just because of Wen Wan's few words, Ji Qianyi almost turned against her.
She clenched her fists in anger. Why, why did everyone have to side with Wen Wan?
If she wasn't at the entrance of the teaching building, she would probably go crazy again.
After readjusting his mood, he put on his usual standard smile, acted as if nothing had happened, and quickly caught up with Ji Qianyi.
At this moment, Wen Wan was sitting in the classroom, holding a small notebook that only she could understand, and discussing opinions with her teammates.
"My suggestion is that we add props and situational drama elements to the stage. What do you think?"
The others all shook their heads. With a captain like this worrying about everything, what else could they possibly have to say? What else did they need a bicycle for?
"My initial idea was to add a sofa as a prop. This song is pure, cute and energetic, but also very powerful."
"Add elements such as sofas and books. Each of you can come up with some cute actions and report back to me. I will organize them together at the end." Wen Wan directly assigned tasks to everyone.
Wen Wan immediately started arranging everyone's tasks. "Vocal practice in the morning, dance practice in the afternoon. I will wake you up at five o'clock every day. If you want to be eliminated, you can try not to get up. I won't force you to wake up."
"If our group doesn't work hard, we'll really be eliminated. Think about what just happened. Do you want to be called trash all the time? If not, then practice hard. Then we'll use our strength to smash their faces. Just imagine this scene. Don't you think it's great?"
Everyone nodded in agreement. No one was willing to be a waste, and no one wanted to be eliminated, so they could only try their best.
It’s been less than two weeks since the competition started, but Wen Wan has already made great progress. However, her leadership ability may be completely innate.
The backbone of this team is Wen Wan. If she hadn't come out to take charge of the situation, the team would have been disbanded.
After the tasks were arranged, everyone began to carry them out with full enthusiasm. They ate lunch in a hurry, took a short break, and then went back to training.
When we started practicing dancing in the afternoon, there were indeed a lot of problems.
Although we had learned all the dance moves yesterday, most people had almost forgotten them today.
Either the beat is too slow or too fast, and there are also various mistakes in the movements or forgetting the movements.
Here we catch another one.
"Chen Xiaoyue, are your limbs new? You've done this movement three times and you're still making mistakes."
"If you make a mistake once, we'll start over and everyone will practice with you." Wen Wan looked at everyone's dance moves in the mirror in the practice room and kept pointing out everyone's mistakes.
After hearing what she said, Chen Xiaoyue was not sad, but danced even harder. She was determined not to hold everyone back.
She also understood that Wen Wan was not blaming her, but encouraging her. Although she was under pressure, pressure was the driving force.
"Xia Yue, your beat is slow again, pay attention." Wen Wan reminded while jumping.
It was clearly the coldest time of the year, but this group of people were already sweating profusely, and their clothes were completely soaked with sweat.
Everyone was very tired after repeated training, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered, and no one asked for a rest.
They thought that Wen Wan had done so much for them and never complained of being tired, but they had only practiced dancing for a few hours and were already complaining of being tired. What had they become?
Finally, at around eight o'clock in the evening, everyone stopped after Wen Wan called for a stop. They lay on the floor to rest, feeling exhausted and with sore hands and feet.
Wen Wan stood there as if nothing had happened, breathing steadily, unlike them who felt like their hearts were about to jump out of their chests and they were almost out of breath.
Xia Yue looked at Wen Wan with admiration and asked, "Captain, how did you become so strong? Aren't you tired?"
Wen Wan didn't lie down. She stood straight with her heels and back pressed against the wall. After hearing Xia Yue's question, she closed her eyes and replied, "It's okay. Not very tired."
"I told you that practicing Tai Chi more often is good for you, but you didn't believe me. Now lie down."
When she practiced martial arts back then, it was much harder than this. She would stand in horse stance for five or six hours non-stop. It was even worse when she first started practicing sword. She gritted her teeth and persevered even though her wrists ached. Eventually, she got used to it.
Wen Wan encouraged everyone, saying, "Only those who endure the most hardships can achieve success. Come on, we will definitely win."
After practicing until exactly twelve o'clock, everyone dragged their tired bodies back.
The next day, everyone got up on their own initiative and followed Wen Wan to practice Tai Chi, and then started the day's training without even waiting for Wen Wan to wake them up.
Wen Wan specifically asked Zhou Ziheng for a sofa as a prop, and everyone felt it was pretty good after simulating it.
But I still need to practice more, and I hope it will be better by the day of the performance.
Seeing that everyone was tired from practicing, Wen Wan ordered a ten-minute break, and at this moment a staff member came in.
Still holding many envelopes in her hands, Wen Wan asked doubtfully, "What is this?"
"These are letters sent to you by fans." After saying that, he distributed the letters to everyone.
Wen Wan looked at the dozen envelopes in front of her and said in disbelief, "Do I have so many fans now?"
Chen Xiaoyue couldn't help but sigh when she heard this, "Captain, I think you may have some misunderstanding about your popularity!"
Xia Yue rubbed her rumbling stomach and said resentfully, "I'm so hungry."
Wen Wan glanced at her, then said considerately: "Are you hungry? Go eat, and then practice again when you come back. Don't starve yourself."
"Captain, aren't you going?" someone asked.
"I'll read two letters before I go. You guys go first." Wen Wan said as she opened the envelope. She was still looking forward to hearing from her fans.
The others nodded and went to the cafeteria together with the envelopes in their hands.
Tian Yiwei took the initiative to apply to stay with her, and Wen Wan went with her.
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