Benita looked at Farrar and asked, "Do you know she can dance?"
Farrar was not surprised at all. He raised his eyebrows and rubbed the tip of his nose with his thumb. Then he crossed his arms in front of him, looking at her with disdain.
Benita was choked. In the street dance match, his move was challenging her on behalf of Myra!
She bit her lips, her chest heaving, and looked at the person on the stage with hatred.
At this time, the music style changed rapidly, and the rhythm suddenly became happy.
It was not until then that Myra turned around. In a sharp contrast to what she had j
ould do next.
As it was said, 'Laymen watch the bustle of the crowd, while professionals perceive the knack and how.'
Seeing this, Benita's heart jolted. She wanted to dance popping?
But then she sneered. The popping dance could be very cool and eye-catching, but if it was not good, it was rubbish.
Most of the popping dancers were boys, and few of the girls were good at it.
If she could dance well, she would have been in an international competition. It was impossible that Benita didn't know her.
She crossed her arms in front of her chest, waiting to see Myra ruined her show.