In the stands of the Imperial Film Academy Student Auditorium, the music turned off as Ye Wan called for a stop.

In the stands, some people sighed helplessly, while others sat on the floor in a humiliating manner.

The wailing continued.

“I can’t do it anymore…”

"How many times have you jumped? Is this a personal vendetta?"

"Keep your voice down, isn't that tragic enough?"

He clearly heard it, but turned a deaf ear to it and Ye Wan turned on the music again.

After dancing again, more than 20 pairs of eyes looked at her, and Ye Wan nodded, "OK."

"Oh my god, it's finally possible."

"I don't think this is my leg anymore, whoever wants it can take it!"

"Hurry up, or you'll miss the dance!"

…

More than a dozen people dispersed, and in the blink of an eye, there were only 9 people left in the stands.

Jiang Ke'er blinked with an innocent look on her face.

Shi Yanxi and a few others looked at Ye Wan eagerly, "Sister Wan, what are we going to practice today?"

If the overtime rehearsal at the beginning was just to seize the opportunity of this competition and perform well, then after this period of time, Shi Yanxi and others have changed their minds.

Not to mention the competition, just what I learned from Ye Wan was beneficial.

During the dance classes during this period, even the teacher who taught them dance praised them many times, saying that they had made rapid progress.

And all this is thanks to Ye Wan! Whether or not to compete is another matter. After all, it is still a bit far away. Thinking too much can easily lead to wishful thinking.

But what you can learn now is something that truly belongs to you.

Anything you can learn from others is a blessing!

"That's all for today!"

Ye Wan's words made Shi Yanxi and the others look disappointed.

Ye Wan smiled and said, "It's best to combine work and rest. Have a good rest, and we'll practice hard tomorrow. ... Tonight, I'll treat everyone to dinner and a sauna."

???

The situation took an unexpected turn and the girls all said “Yeah” in unison.

The group walked out of Diying chatting and laughing.

…

A group of pretty girls were chattering, asking each other to buy something. Then we found a milk tea shop in the corner, put two tables together and sat together.

Let’s talk about the upcoming Star Awards and the anticipated celebrity life.

They were all girls aged 18 or 19. They could have a good time laughing about anything they talked about, and the atmosphere was indescribably harmonious and pleasant.

"Sister Wan..."

When Shi Yanxi was whispering to Ye Wan, everyone pricked up their ears at the same time.

Then she asked, "Why did you lead us to rehearse so many dance styles?"

"A lot?"

Ye Wan looked around and saw that everyone except Jiang Ke'er nodded, "More!"

Ye Wan: ...

Ye Wan smiled and said, "Let me give you an example. The school said that there will be an exam next Friday. Some people prepared according to the key points drawn by the teacher, some reviewed the knowledge points from beginning to end, and some people memorized the entire book."

"Who do you think did the best in the exam?"

Some people say that they prepare according to the key points, after all, that is the key point and the goal is the clearest.

Some people also say that they have reviewed all of them, because that way they can master the most comprehensive knowledge.

Some people also say that memorizing from books is the dumbest but most effective way after all.

Besides, Sister Wan didn't say what the exam was. What if it was a liberal arts exam like history? Wouldn't those who memorized the whole book win without doing anything? Seeing nine pairs of eyes looking at her, Ye Wan said, "You are the key points drawn by the teacher. The dance that 25 people rehearsed together is the knowledge points that are strung together. And the special treatment I gave you is to memorize the whole book."

"Now, do you know who will do best in the exam?"

The girls' faces turned red with excitement and their eyes brightened several shades.

Thinking about the devilish intensity training that he had endured with Ye Wan during this period, he suddenly felt that the skewers of meat in his hand were no longer fragrant, and the milk tea was no longer sweet.

"Sister Wan, if you ask me to go back and dance 800 times now, I won't complain!"

"Me too!"

"And I..."

Every pair of eyes on that pretty and bright face is bright and determined.

"Okay, 800 times, you said."

Ye Wan smiled, "Starting tomorrow, I'll count for you! Not once less!"

(End of this chapter)