Long Zitao looked at the coach of the other team. "So, what's Junwei's team's choice?"
This time, Luo Junxiang was surprisingly cooperative. He didn't randomly pick someone impulsively. But right now, it looked like he had a monkey scratching at his heart as he shifted restlessly in his chair, unable to sit still.
Those dark circles under his eyes seemed even heavier as his gaze kept darting across the screen.
Zhang Wei appeared to be earnestly watching the selection screen, but in truth, he was completely aware of every movement Luo Junxiang was making.
The trainees in the waiting room were all extremely nervous. No team wanted to go up against Fu Xiaoyu's team.
Because this team was the only one among the 16 teams that had learned the entire choreography in just two days, without altering a single move from the original routine.
All the other teams had at least a few weak links, forcing them to modify the choreography beyond recognition.
