Beijing, 5:30 PM.
The largest dance studio at Lemon Entertainment.
Zhou Tang is rehearsing for his upcoming concert.
Even dressed in simple casual wear, without an enthusiastic audience, he puts in 100% effort when singing passionately, swinging his arms to the beat, exuding a "skr" vibe in every move.
His movements are on point and full of charm.
When the rap number ended, the manager and the dance teacher standing by applauded.
"Bro, have a drink." The assistant jogged over to him with a clean towel and a bottle of mineral water with the cap already open.
Zhou Tang took the water from the assistant, and gulped down half the bottle.
In the bright dance studio, sweat trickled down his face, his features distinct as if carved.
It was a chiseled face, exceptionally handsome.
"What time is it now?" After finishing the water and taking a few heavy breaths while wiping sweat, Zhou Tang asked the assistant.
