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On the playground.

Li Meihua raised her chin and looked at Yang Xinyue:

"You and Shen Tang don't get along?"

Yang Xinyue lowered her gaze, a smile playing on her lips:

"That's not important. What's important is that we share the same goal."

Li Meihua stared at Yang Xinyue for a few seconds, then lowered her hands from her chest and reached them out to her:

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Yang Xinyue gently took her hand, the smile on her lips fading, but her eyes were full of ruthlessness.

The training in the performing arts troupe was much more rigorous and demanding than that in the training courses, and the first few people who joined the troupe found it difficult to adapt.

Some people even rubbed their sore ankles and secretly cried.

Shen Tang bought some bandages and taught everyone how to wrap them around their ankles. She also bought hot water bottles and gave one to each person, instructing them to apply them to their lower backs when they got home that night.

Li Meihua said coldly, "If you can't handle it, go back to your hometown. Who will pity you if you keep crying and whining?"

Shen Tang turned to look at her: "No one is born a king. Everyone has to practice hard to stand on stage and shine. Do you have to belittle others like that?"

Li Meihua stretched her back. "Hmph, a stone is a stone, no matter how much you polish it, it's still a stone."

In the few days since she arrived, Shen Tang has heard some things about Li Meihua.

Her mother was the former head of a performing arts troupe, and she grew up immersed in the troupe. She inherited her mother's dancing genes, and her journey from joining the troupe to becoming a leading performer was very smooth.

Shen Tang gritted her teeth and stood up, determined to curb her arrogance.

"Li Meihua, do you dare to have a contest?"

"What are we competing in?" Li Meihua put down her stretched legs.

"The simplest way—spin around. Whoever stops first loses, how about it?"

Li Meihua burst into laughter. "Shen Tang, if you want to show off, you should at least find out the facts. My specialty is Xinjiang dance. You want to compete with me in spinning?"

The older members around them started talking about it:

"That's like showing off your limited skills before an expert; Li Meihua could spin for three days and three nights."

"I don't know if it's stupidity or just plain stupidity? It's easier to talk about than other things, but it's definitely going to lose this one."

"Let's compare this," Shen Tang said confidently.

Li Meihua stopped smiling. "Alright, let's have a competition. But we have to agree on what happens if I lose?"

"If you lose, you have to clean toilets for a week," Shen Tang said, staring at Li Meihua.

Li Meihua frowned slightly, then her lips relaxed into a smile:

"You're really tough on yourself."

"It's still uncertain who will win and who will lose!"

Shen Tang began to move her body as she spoke.

Li Meihua shrugged dismissively and casually moved her wrist.

"Shen Tang, go for it!" Zhao Wenjing clenched her fists and then squeezed them together forcefully. "Let her know how many eyes the Horse King has!"

Zhou Nan looked at Shen Tang firmly; she believed in Shen Tang.

The group of people who came from the training course knew that Shen Tang had some ability, but could he really win if he went head-to-head with the star performer of the art troupe?

"Why are you all gathered here if you're not training?"

Commander Zhang walked in with his hands behind his back, looking serious.

Geng Yan said with a smile, "Commander Zhang, you've come at the perfect time. Shen Tang wants to challenge Li Meihua to a spinning contest; the loser has to clean the toilets for a week."

Commander Zhang glared at Geng Yan, ignoring her presence wherever there was excitement.

The last time she was doused with a bucket of cold water, her nose ran for several days.

Commander Zhang's gaze fell on Shen Tang, and he frowned slightly:

"It's good to be confident, but you should also act within your capabilities."

"Commander Zhang, she insists on the competition, so of course I'll accept. Please be my witness."

Li Meihua said with a smile.

Li Meihua grew up in the cultural troupe, and the troupe leader, Zhang, was a good friend of her mother.

Commander Zhang looked at her kindly and said, "It's fine to compete, but stop when you've had enough. Don't hurt yourself and affect your training."

The crowd stepped back, clearing the large circle in the middle.

Commander Zhang pointed to the two marked areas in the middle and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone is in their own circle. Going out of the circle, falling down, or stopping halfway are all considered failures."

"Understood," Shen Tang and Li Meihua replied.

Li Meihua looked disdainful, thinking she could easily defeat Shen Tang.

Shen Tang took a deep breath, tightened his core, and steadied his feet.

"Ready, go!" With Li Meihua's whistle, Li Meihua and Shen Tang began to spin.

Li Meihua spun around rapidly, her face radiating confidence.

Shen Tang wasn't fast, but she was very steady.

"Hehe...the outcome was already clear from the start, the difference is huge." Geng Yan raised her voice.

"Yes, Shen Tang is turning much slower now."

"It's not about speed, what's the use of spinning fast?" Zhao Wenjing rolled her eyes.

"Mind your manners," Commander Zhang snapped.

Zhao Wenjing licked her lips and turned to look at the two people competing.

He muttered to himself:

So many problems. Everyone takes a dump and farts, so why is it considered uncivilized?

Yang Xinyue stood beside the group, watching the two people on the stage.

Although Shen Tang turned slowly, he was clearly more stable.

Li Meihua underestimated her opponent.

"Shen Tang is conserving her energy; spinning fast isn't necessarily a good thing," Yang Xinyue said softly.

Her voice wasn't loud, but Li Meihua and Shen Tang both heard it.

Li Meihua understood her reminder, took a few deep breaths, and slowed down.

Shen Tang thought to himself, Yang Xinyue usually doesn't interrupt, have these two formed a united front?

Commander Zhang glanced at Yang Xinyue.

She knew that Yang Xinyue's father had donated a batch of musical instruments to the performing arts troupe. She had initially thought Yang Xinyue was a pampered young lady from a wealthy family, but now it seemed she was quite intelligent.

The two twirled around on the stage. At first, the team members gathered around to watch the fun, but after a while, they all sat down in the corner.

Zhao Wenjing's stomach rumbled.

It's almost lunchtime, and the two of them still haven't stopped.

Li Meihua looked at Shen Tang, whose complexion was normal and whose breathing was not disordered at all.

It seems we really underestimated her abilities.

Li Meihua adjusted her breathing and said, "Shen Tang, if this continues, it will be difficult to determine a winner."

"Then let's increase the difficulty." Shen Tang said calmly.

"Okay, turn around with your eyes closed," Li Meihua called out.

"Okay," Shen Tang replied.

When she was in the girl group, her first lesson was spinning. She not only had to spin steadily and for a long time, but also spin beautifully. She vomited for half a month practicing spinning until she became completely immune to it. She also practiced spinning blindfolded countless times.

The team members all stood up with a "whoosh".

"If you close your eyes and try to spin, who can keep their balance?"

"That means, hurry, hurry, go and take a look."

Shen Tang and Li Meihua both closed their eyes.

The two continued to spin steadily.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the stage.

Li Meihua's mind went blank for a moment, and she stumbled, but she quickly regained her footing, though she veered off course.

People began to whisper among themselves, which made Li Meihua even more panicked.

She absolutely cannot lose to Shen Tang.

The more she tried to find her direction, the more anxious she became, and before she knew it, she had gone out of her way.

"Stop!" Commander Zhang shouted.

Li Meihua opened her eyes, looked down, and realized that she had spun out of the circle, while Shen Tang was still standing in the same spot.

Li Meihua's face flushed.

She had never lost on stage before, but this time she actually lost to Shen Tang, who had just joined the performing arts troupe.

She reconfirmed her location in disbelief.

She lost, she really lost.

Shen Tang turned to look at Li Meihua without changing her expression:

"The results are in, Li Meihua, you certainly won't renege on your promise, right?"

Li Meihua clenched her fists, her face flushed red.