Some trainees have already started to stay up late to practice the basics.

Sure enough, involution is everywhere.

Wherever there are people, there will be involution.

Fan Min sat slightly behind Jiang Yu. She raised her hand and patted Jiang Yu's shoulder gently.

Jiang Yu looked back in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Fan Min, "Is it time to draw me?"

"Meiyuan has already formed a team with you for your performance, but I haven't!"

Jiang Yu replied, somewhat dumbfounded, "Drawing lots depends entirely on luck, I have no control over it."

Xu Meiyuan looked proud, "Xiao Min, are you jealous of me, hahahaha!"

Fan Min snorted, "No!"

Xu Meiyuan made a face, "Luanluanluo, just be tough!"

On a seat a little further away, Zhang Yawen was reciting an unknown mantra.

Yin Yaping listened carefully.

After hearing the content clearly, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

What she heard Zhang Yawen repeating repeatedly was, "Oh God, a devout believer, I am willing to trade one year of my roommate Yin Yaping's life in exchange for a membership in Jiang Yu's group!"

Yin Yaping endured it again and again, but still couldn't. She put her hands on both sides of Zhang Yawen's neck and looked like she was going to strangle her to death.

But there was no real effort.

Yin Yaping gritted her teeth and said, "Xiao Zhang, I think your skin is itchy!"

"What's the point of using my life to pray? If you have the ability, use your own!"

Just as Zhang Yawen was about to speak, rap instructor Gan Zhou walked onto the stage.

Gan Zhou looked around at the trainees in the audience, and then said, "Keep quiet, everyone. What is about to happen is the drawing of group members for the third round of performances."

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Chapter completed!