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Before anyone could ask, he quickly turned from the passenger seat and said excitedly, "The company has finally hired Teacher Edward, the Asian dancers' king, to teach you how to dance. Will you be happy with your new album?"

"If he didn't say anything, it looks like he would have been overjoyed." "Ahhh!" Really? Is Teacher Edward really going to teach us? " Isobel was more excited than Tom was.

Wang said disapprovingly, "The reputation of Asian dancers is quite big, is it really that great?"? Tom became serious as soon as he heard this. "This teacher is so difficult to invite. You didn't know that the company wanted him to guide you when you last released the album, but he only arrived now. The company has spent a lot of money this time. Don't let the company down! "Study hard, you must blow up all the oil on your teacher's body, okay?"

" Tch! That depends on whether he has that much oil and water. " Pavilion Marshal Wang chuckled.

"What do you know? "Teacher Edward is my idol, a person at the Martial Saint level. I had heard from the seniors when we were learning dancing that as long as he is able to guide us for one day, he will be reborn, and the songs he makes up will be even more beautiful. If he were to sing live, it will definitely be explosive."

"" Little Mei is indeed worthy of knowing more about dancing. You must properly talk to them, you must grasp this opportunity well, I still need to make a few phone calls. " Tom turned back …?

"I also heard that Teacher Edward is very special!" Izanuela said mysteriously.

" "Turtle feather?" Everyone asked in unison. "No matter how famous you are, Mr. Edward, I want you to dance with him. If you can dance with him for a few hours at a time, he will decide to teach you for a few days. There is no point in spending more money than you want." Is that so? This teacher is quite interesting. " You Xun smiled.

"Brothers, let's see who can last the longest!" Yi Zemei looked at them with a complacent expression. She was starting to declare war on them now.

"Who's afraid of who? Don't be a rookie when you're a dancer. " "Pavilion Marshal Wang refused to accept this." "Everyone, gather your efforts!" Yukio patted them separately.

They were small compared to each other, so it was true that they would need a few more days. They are full of confidence, they who love sports should not be a problem, right?

At night, Shang Ye Bing walked home alone as usual. The moonlight shone down on his back, making him seem more proud and aloof, and also more handsome.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared from the shadows and patted him. He turned around and was stunned for a moment. Then, a watch appeared in the shadow's hand. He waved it in front of his eyes and counted: "One, two, three …" Shang Ye Bing's vision blurred as the black shadow brought him to a small black beetle car. It then closed the door of the car and sped away, disappearing into the night …

All announcements were suspended the next day, and in the early morning "Orientalmiracle," the four of them waited at the company for the arrival of Teacher Edward, the Asian dancers.

Seeing Edward himself, he did not feel anything special about him.

He was slim, energetic, and stylishly dressed. He always wore a kind smile on his face, which made the nervous atmosphere around him loosen up a lot.

The teacher brought his dancing group's disciples with him. Edward greeted everyone politely and went to the dance hall. He was very meticulous at his work.

"I believe you all know my rules. Come! Let's dance to our heart's content! " The teacher said cordially. Hearing this, Baby Li felt that those who worked on the arts all seemed like madmen.

Everyone understood that this was what Yi Zemei meant by 'turtle hair'.

"Xiaomei is counting on you!" Tom whispered in Isobel's ear. Yi Zemei smiled bewitchingly and exchanged glances with her other three brothers, each preparing her next move.

Edward took out a disc that he had asked to be played, and as the music began to play, the dance room became lively. Tom and his assistant and the troupe of dancers that Teacher Edward had brought with him stood watching. The members of the dancing group were naturally relaxed. The one who was most nervous was Tom, but was he the manager?

If they really jumped on it, they would be a little dumbfounded. Two hours had passed, and they were all sweating profusely, but the teacher seemed to have just warmed up, and his face was not flushed from the lack of breath. They could at least keep up with the tempo of the battle. They looked at each other, especially when they saw that Pavilion Marshal Wang did not dare to slight them. If he was the first to fall, then they would lose a lot of face.