"I'll go first."
It was He Yiran who spoke.
And she is the only girl who made it all the way from the auditions to the finals and successfully advanced to the top ten contestants.
After showing off a 30-second freestyle, He Yiran looked at the older boys sitting on the ground provocatively, her eyes full of freedom.
Someone stood up immediately.
"Sister Wan..."
The competition in the stands was still going on. Mu Yanze turned around and looked at Ye Wan. "Predict who will be the champion?"
"Guess, and I'll tell you if you guess right."
Ye Wan looked amused.
Mu Yanze: ...
At this time, what they are competing for is no longer the tacit understanding of the team, or the hard work and practice under the guidance of the instructor in the past six months.
It's a competition of physical strength, willpower, and more importantly, the passion and energy accumulated from so many years of learning street dance.
Not to mention their poor physical strength, they probably can't even last six rounds of PK, not to mention that these players have already consumed a huge amount of physical strength in the process of selecting 10 from 20.
Willpower is easy to understand. If you lose right away, you can comfort yourself by telling yourself not to be nervous. But what if you lose several games in a row? Or, if you have won five games and can get a place by winning one more, but you lose the sixth game?
Not only did I lose the ranking, but all my previous efforts were wasted.
Anyone with insufficient psychological endurance would probably burst into tears out of anger on the spot.
Ye Wan stared at the battle on the field without blinking, and sighed deeply, "The production team is too bad!"
The barrage was stunned.
Ye Wan stood up from the instructor's seat and shouted, "Come on, guys!"
It was during the gap when the loser left the field and the winner continued to challenge that the contestants and the audience were all stunned and the audience burst into laughter.
The atmosphere on the field also relaxed.
As if inspired by Ye Wan's encouragement, Su Youxuan immediately stood up and stood on the stage.
"Come on, Brother Xuan!"
"Come on, Xuanxuan!"
Various cheers filled the studio, and Su Youxuan photoshopped He Yiran, who had won two games in a row, off the court.
The girl's face was calm, but sighs of regret were heard from the audience.
But this sound did not last long.
As the contestants came off the field one after another, after Su Youxuan won five rounds in a row, no other noise could be heard in the entire hall except for the music and the host's dance commentary.
“Doudou, come on!”
When the sixth contestant came on stage, Ye Wan's abrupt voice sounded again.
The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, but when he looked up, his eyes were exceptionally bright.
Su Youxuan smiled and nodded.
When he turned around and looked at his opponent again, he had regained the momentum he had just when he came on the court.
"Sister Wan, this is cheating!"
"Really? Then you can cheer for your teammates like me!"
“…”
Look at Ye Wan’s nervous clenched fists, and the way he raises his arms and shouts from time to time.
Mu Yanze: Forget it!
"Night……"
“Stop talking!”
He was interrupted just as he opened his mouth. Looking at Ye Wan who was staring at the stage, Mu Yanze smiled wickedly.
The comment "Why do I feel like my brother Ze and sister Wan have a very good relationship" just floated out.
On the screen, Ye Wan turned back quietly, "Mr. Mu, if you smile at me like this, I will think you have some intentions towards me! Please maintain your aloof temperament as a top male star!"
Mu Yanze: ...
Barrage: !!! Boom! When the sound of fireworks suddenly rang out, everyone on and off the screen raised their eyes.
(End of this chapter)