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On the open grass, several people began to rehearse. I wanted to join in and explained my wish to the choreographer, and she agreed. I waited and watched everyone dance and spin in circles. I stood face to face with the choreographer and watched, as if I was also coaching the dance team. "Zhang Huaiwei, it's your turn. I want to see if you should stay?" The director called me, but my name was not Zhang Huaiwei. Zhang Huaiwei was indeed me at this time, a man's name. I became nervous. Didn't I already agree? Why are you still trying to see if you should stay? The rehearsers dispersed, and I walked into the meadow alone, thinking that I had to dance well. If I didn't dance well, if the director didn't want me to dance, I wouldn't be able to dance. I panicked, thinking about how to push myself to the limit. My vanity tells me that I must dance well! Be sure to dance well! My worries were unnecessary. Not only did my hands and feet work well, but they were also flexible, my limbs were flexible, and my dancing posture was pretty graceful.
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