"And what are you going to do?" Lu Panpan pinched the pair of pointe shoes that had been completely off the laces and the body was still full of threads, looking frightened.

"The nearest dance shop is far away from here, and it is not in the delivery range of errands, so I am afraid that we will not be able to catch up with the entrance by taxi...... Even if you explain to the security guard outside the door that your shoes are broken and you need to get a new pair immediately, I'm afraid it's too late. Zhong Buqun quickly glanced at the map on his phone, "I have to use the stupidest method." You wait here for a while, and I'll knock on the doors of the nearby dressing room to see if any of the contestants would lend you their dancing shoes. ”

Let's go and solve the problem of going to the stage first, as for who made the shoes like this, whether they were intentional, and what the motive is, we can only wait until the end of the game and have plenty of time to go back and check.

After Zhong Buqun left the dressing room, Lu Panpan had no choice but to cheer up and use the stool in the dressing room to burn his legs on the ground.

Three minutes passed, Zhong Buqun still didn't come back, Lu Panpan had to stop consuming his legs, stand in the middle of the dressing room and throw his waist;

Five minutes passed, Zhong Buqun still didn't come back, Lu Panpan held the dresser and made big kicks and small jumps in front of the dressing mirror;

Fifteen minutes passed, Lu Panpan was already tired and sweating, and Zhong Buqun still didn't come back.

It's a weird format, so why don't you let the contestants bring spare dancing shoes......

Is he still going well? Haven't you borrowed it yet? Did those dancers embarrass him many times because they didn't know each other? Or do you think we're a competitor and refuse to borrow?

In fact, Zhong Buqun is encountering these situations.

"What size are my dancing shoes, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

"I paid a high price to customize these shoes, and I am really sorry that I can't wear them with the same size."

"Everyone came out to compete, and each group only had one pair of shoes. Even if I lend you the shoes and find a way to go backstage to change them back, can you guarantee that there will be plenty of time and there will be no accidents in the process of exchanging shoes? Even if you can guarantee it, I wouldn't be able to risk it with such a big game. I'm sorry. “

…… The dancers in the dressing room, some of them spoke harshly, some of them spoke politely and reasonably, and some of them did not fit Lu Panpan's feet, but everyone's opinions were surprisingly unanimous - not borrowing.

No matter how Zhong Buqun pleaded in a low voice, no matter how carefully he tried his wording and how he swore that he would return it on time, all the contestants refused indifferently.

How is this good? Except for Misu, who couldn't lend them dancing shoes, he asked almost all the other participating dancers. Panpan if I can't borrow pointe shoes......

She would not have abstained. I'm afraid that in this game, she can only participate barefoot.

If you are barefoot, you will not be directly judged by the organizing committee, but other groups have set pointe movements, but if their group does not do it, I am afraid that the technical score will be greatly reduced, and it will be difficult to get a ranking.

Under all the anxiety, Zhong Buqun recalled those who rejected him, those who had a particularly bad attitude, and could even imagine the state of their hearts falling into the well.

Broken shoes? It's good if it's broken. Isn't that one less competitor? What fool would pick up shoes for you at this time......

That's it.

Even if they do, it's normal.

The competition in the Seedlings Cup is inherently brutal, and having a known bottom group can make other players feel much more at ease.

…… Only the last powder room was left without knocking.

Do you want to try again?

Zhong Buqun pushed open the last dressing room with a dead face.

In the next second, a little joy finally appeared in his eyes.

"Zhong Buqun, it's you!" Bai Yilun saw Zhong Buqun's shadow in the makeup mirror, got up and walked to him, and patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't expect that after a few years, my students have grown so much, and they have all come to the professional group of the Seedlings Cup." “

Bai Yilun is one of the most outstanding principal dancers in the history of the city's dance troupe. He had just graduated from the School of Dance two years ago, but he had already been studying for a long time, tutoring many art candidates.

Therefore, nominally he is Zhong Buqun's "master", but in fact he is not a few years older than him.

Bai Yilun, who rushed to the stage because of a back injury and missed the Seedlings Cup intramural selection competition by one point, could only choose to enter the City Dance Troupe first. This year, he signed up for the professional group to try to fulfill his dream of a national dance troupe.

"Teacher Bai!" Zhong Buqun was overjoyed.

One is happy for the reunion of master and apprentice, but he feels that he has finally met an acquaintance.

Acquaintances may be a little easier to talk to. As long as the size of the shoes is right, maybe Panpan can wear toe to the stage as originally planned!

"Teacher, can I ask you for a favor......" Zhong Buqun felt that it might not be appropriate to ask for help just after meeting the teacher, but at this moment he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say what he needed.

After all, there are still ten minutes to go.