An hour passed, and Jun Shiling remained silent.
After practicing for a long time, she realized that she seemed to have grasped the basics of modern dance. Xia Wanyuan was about to practice again when she realized that the music had stopped.
Xia Wanyuan looked up. Jun Shiling was holding the switch of the music player, looking at her with an unhappy expression.
"Do you want to die?" Jun Shiling's deep voice had a hint of suppressed anger.
"Isn't time tight? I've had morning runs and training these few days, so my body is fine." Xia Wanyuan smiled. In fact, the intensity of her training in her previous life was much higher than this.
It was just that the original owner of the body was a little weak, so it was so difficult for her to dance.
She believed that she would be much better after a few more days of training.
