That night.
Lin Yuan arrived at the Qin Continent Music Center, calling Zhao Ying Ge to practice dancing. As the songwriter, Zheng Jing also came to the rehearsal room.
"Are you both dancing together?"
Seeing the dance, Zheng Jing was stunned to find that Lin Yuan not only wanted to dance himself but also wanted to dance with the singer Zhao Ying Ge.
"Of course!"
Lin Yuan hadn't even responded when Zhao Ying Ge couldn't wait to speak, her face showing strong anticipation, as happy as if it were New Year's.
"No."
Zheng Jing worriedly said to Zhao Ying Ge, "Dancing is physical work. If you dance too much, it might affect your breathing and subsequently affect your singing."
"It's fine."
Lin Yuan explained this time, "We mainly dance during the interlude. The movements during the singing parts are minimal, so the physical issue isn't hard to solve."
This was, of course, an excuse.
