"Xuanzi!"
When the group arrived at the door, they saw Lao Liu trying to help Wu Xuan, who had fallen. Wu Xuan was holding a white dress and looked pained. They all went forward to help her.
"What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
"Xuanzi, did you hurt yourself anywhere?"
The voices were filled with concern and urgency.
Wu Xuan felt a cold sweat break out on her back, and the stinging pain in her ankle was so intense that she couldn't ignore it.
"I...I'm fine..."
She forced a smile, trying to comfort her teammates.
But her voice, trembling slightly from the pain, betrayed her agony.
"Where?" Mu Qian asked, using only two words.
Wu Xuan wanted to hide it, but when she met Mu Qian's gaze, she subconsciously blurted out, "Ankle."
Mu Qian went straight to look, gently pressing her fingers on Wu Xuan's already swollen and red ankle.
"Hiss..."
"It's quite serious!" Mu Qian frowned slightly, picked up Wu Xuan's foot, and treated it with very professional movements.
Because of their worries, everyone overlooked why Mu Qian was so professional.
"You can't move around too much these next couple of days, or your foot will get a bit of a problem." Mu Qian looked at Wu Xuan, whose pain had eased a little thanks to her treatment, and asked, "What happened?"
"Qianqian, I'm sorry!" Wu Xuan apologized first.
"I don't know what happened. I just caught the skirt while picking it up and then I fell. The skirt is still..."
She was about to cry.
Only then did the others notice that Mu Qian's performance dress had been ripped open with a large tear.
"The clothes are a minor matter." Mu Qian glanced at them casually. "Help you up and have the doctor come and get some blood circulation and pain relief spray."
Wu Xuan's nose tingled and her eyes reddened. "I even had an accident while picking up my clothes. Now your skirt is ruined, my foot is in this state, and we still have a performance tonight!"
"If I disrupt the dancing tonight..."
"What are you jumping for?" Mu Qian interrupted. "Don't you want your feet anymore?"
"But……"
"Tsk tsk, what's going on?" A voice, seemingly surprised but clearly tinged with schadenfreude, came as Wu Xuan grew increasingly sad and self-reproachful.
Then Ning Ning and a few others walked in.
They were going to rehearsal and came over to pick up their costumes for tonight's performance.
"Oh dear, how did this skirt get torn?"
"Hey? Wu Xuan, what happened to your foot?"
"With your body so swollen, will you still be able to perform on stage tonight?"
Qu Xiaofei and her friends glared at Han Mengmeng and her group, all of them very angry.
"You're not wearing weasel masks, so why do you have this kind of inherent aura?" Zhang Ziyue sneered.
Unlike Qu Xiaofei and the others, Zhang Ziyue is not in the same circle as either Ning Ning or Han Mengmeng.
She's in the folk music scene, and if it weren't for this stage, she wouldn't have much interaction with most people.
They are not afraid of these so-called "traffic stars".
She usually has a cool and aloof personality and rarely argues with others.
But these people were clearly enjoying the show.
Especially when someone else is injured, this is a matter of bottom line...
"Yeah, our group's dance leader fell and can't dance anymore. You guys are looking forward to competing against our group; we have a better chance of winning!" Mu Qian said coolly.
"Mu Qian, you're so self-righteous," Ning Ning sneered.
"No, no, no, I'm looking forward to competing against your group!" Mu Qian said with a forced smile. "See you on stage tonight!"
Without saying much, they helped Wu Xuan leave the dressing room.
"Ha!" Han Mengmeng scoffed. "Mu Qian is afraid of losing too badly, and then we'll completely crush her. She can then justify her loss by saying her teammates were injured and that our group consistently had the highest support value. It's normal for us to lose, right?"
Originally, none of them had thought of it that way.
But after she said that, everyone felt it made perfect sense.
But Chen Bailan frowned slightly and turned to look at the doorway...
Mu Qian and the others were no longer there.
I don't know why?
She felt that Mu Qian's desire to choose their group for the PK was not because she wanted to compete with Ning Ning and the others, but because of herself.
*
The doctor came and examined Wu Xuan.
Just like Mu Qian, I can't move my legs too much these past two days.
"Qianqian, I won't affect the stage." Wu Xuan didn't want to affect the evening's performance because of herself.
"Let's switch," Mu Qian said after a moment's thought.
"Huh?" Wu Xuan didn't understand for a moment.
“You do my part, and I’ll do your dance part…” Mu Qian said, glancing at her already torn dress.
To everyone's astonishment, she tore the ripped area to the bottom and then tore the small scratches all the way down.
"Qianqian?"
Everyone was stunned.
"Hmm, not bad!" Mu Qian was quite pleased with her work. "I'll go and make some minor changes to the dancing girl."
With that, she went straight to the music room.
If changes are made at the last minute, there will be no rehearsal time, and the production team will also need to change the audio track.
Time is very tight.
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