After throwing down the words, Xia Shiyi took the microphone from the staff and strode out.
Damn it!
Xiyan looked down at her injured knee, really about to be burst with rage.
How can there be such a despicable person like Xia Shiyi in the world? Besides playing tricks, what else can she do?
Damn, it hurts like hell...
Xiyan frowned, tentatively moving her knee.
The staff looked at Xiyan's bleeding knee and couldn't help but speak, "Contestant No. 7, are you all right? Under such circumstances, can you still dance?"
In her current state, let alone dancing, she even limped while walking.
Xiyan pressed her lips and tentatively walked outside.
No, it still hurts a lot.
Even if she grits her teeth and goes on stage to perform, some moves will definitely be affected.
...What to do? She had prepared for this dance for a whole week.
Xiyan bit her lower lip.
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Xia Shiyi had already taken the stage.
