Gu Pingting felt her face itching.
She wasn't sure if it was because she danced too vigorously, causing sweat from her forehead to drip down to her cheeks, irritating them uncomfortably.
She spun as she danced, using her long sleeves to try to cover her face, then quickly scratched a couple of times.
Whew—
Finally, a bit more comfortable, not as itchy.
The next few moves were quite difficult ones. If she performed well, the director might extend the half-minute audition to three minutes, allowing her to perform the entire "Drunken Immortal Dance" and thoroughly astonish everyone present.
She couldn't help but glance again at Zuzi outside the door, but found that Zuzi wasn't watching her at all, instead fiddling with her smartwatch, checking someone's messages.
Hmph.
Gu Pingting thought disdainfully, a rural person who doesn't understand the appreciation of art!
