Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Huang Liming tried to calm the dispute and quickly came out to smooth things over: "Everyone calm down, we are sitting here to find a solution."

However, Zhao Pengyu turned a deaf ear to Huang Liming's mediation and responded with a mocking tone: "Are you trying to smooth things over? Or are you trying to shut me up? I just said a few words and you're eager to accuse me of quarreling?"

Huang Liming was left speechless by Zhao Pengyu's words. His face was frozen and he stopped talking.

The scene fell into embarrassment for a while.

Wei Zhe'an was speechless when he saw this. Zhao Pengyu had obviously lost face in front of everyone and was angry and embarrassed.

He could understand but did not intend to let this situation continue to develop. Everyone was trying to achieve a goal, and no one was obligated to tolerate others' ignorance.

The most important thing at this time is to abandon complacency and laziness and devote all your energy to practice. He understands that what the team needs is unity and cooperation, not quarrels and divisions.

So he said coldly: "What we need now is a solution, not a meaningless quarrel. The stage arrangement has been determined, what we lack is practice."

"If we can practice for ten hours every day, I don't believe anyone can't remember the movements and stage lines."

However, Zhao Pengyu was furious and refuted every word Wei Zhe'an said:

"You don't have to move, so of course you don't have to remember it." His attitude made the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

Fang Zizhen couldn't stand it anymore and said directly: "Zhao Pengyu, are you sick? Who are you trying to mess with here?"

Zhao Pengyu was angered by Fang Zizhen's words. He responded angrily: "Why am I being sarcastic? What I said is not the truth?"

Fang Zizheng was left speechless by Zhao Pengyu's attitude. Huang Liming pulled him back, signaling him not to argue with Zhao Pengyu anymore.

But he still couldn't help himself and said, "What do you want? If you don't want to practice, you can withdraw from the competition! We don't need you."

The atmosphere in the entire team became increasingly tense, and everyone was on edge, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

The younger Zhu Kaiyu was observing from the side, his eyes moving quickly between the faces of his teammates, obviously a little overwhelmed by this sudden quarrel.

As the team leader, Liu Ming seemed like a bystander at this moment. He watched coldly, as if this farce had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Pengyu raised a scornful smile and said bluntly:

"You couldn't help but tell the truth? You had wanted to change people a long time ago, right? Can't you just say what you want to say directly? Why do you have to target me?" His voice was full of provocation and dissatisfaction.

Fang Zizhen was angered by Zhao Pengyu's words. He felt that Zhao Pengyu's words were completely unreasonable:

"Are you sick? Who is targeting you? Aren't you the one who is always jumping up and down? Is it that you can't accept being criticized? I suggest you go home and be a mom's boy instead of being an idol."

Zhao Pengyu was completely enraged by Fang Zizhen's straightforward words. His face turned gloomy and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Who can't accept criticism? If anyone wants to criticize, it should be the captain. Who the hell is Wei Zhe'an?"

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point again, and everyone frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Zhao Pengyu's words.

Wei Zhe'an took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. He knew that arguing would not solve the problem, but would only make the situation worse.

So he calmly said to Zhao Pengyu: "I was a bit talkative, but I didn't target you. Our goals are the same, which is to make the team better."

"And this is not a criticism, it's just stating our current situation in the hope that we can improve together."

Zhao Pengyu didn't appreciate it. He rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "Stop talking nonsense here. It's you who don't want to be the captain and don't want to take responsibility. Why are you pretending to be a good guy now?"

Wei Zhe'an's face darkened. He knew that he had done his best and there was no need to give in to Zhao Pengyu's unreasonable behavior.

He turned his gaze to Liu Ming and raised his eyebrows: "Captain, what do you want to say?"

Liu Ming obviously didn't want to get involved in this farce. He responded calmly: "What can I say? The instructor suggested changing people, and I respect the instructor's opinion."

Zhao Pengyu also sneered and turned his head away.

Wei Zhe'an really couldn't help rolling his eyes. There were only six people in total, two of them were throwing tantrums, and both were in the most important positions.

He looked up at the clock in the practice room and checked the time. Fifteen minutes had passed and they had done nothing but quarrel. It seemed that they could not come up with anything today, so there was no need to waste time here.

He took a deep breath, and was careful not to say anything too harsh for the sake of the camera: "You can think whatever you want, whether you want to practice or not. If you really don't want to complete this stage, then I suggest you go out and see the outside world. Don't be like the frog in the well, confining yourself to this small practice room, and feeling wronged all day long!"

He looked at Zhao Pengyu again: "The relationship between us is just teammates, not parent and child. We are all new to this world, and no one has the responsibility or obligation to tolerate anyone else's pampering and young master's behavior."

After saying that, he stood up, without even looking at Zhao Pengyu, walked directly to the screen, turned on the song, and started his own practice.

Seeing this, the others also stood up, walked past Zhao Pengyu and walked towards Wei Zhe'an, choosing to practice with him.

They were clear-headed. Zhao Pengyu had targeted them for no apparent reason, so no one wanted to waste time on superficial work. It would be better for them to practice for a while.

Zhao Pengyu sat there awkwardly, his face ashen, obviously angry and disappointed with his teammates' choice.

The photography teacher stood behind the camera dutifully, and did not move even when everyone else left. He could not help but remind Zhao Pengyu: "Aren't you going over there?"

Zhao Pengyu, however, glared at the photography teacher and said in a bad tone, "It's none of your business. Why are you taking pictures?"

After saying that, he ignored the gloomy photography teacher, stood up and left the practice room, slamming the door loudly.

Zhao Pengyu originally thought that he could attract the attention of his teammates through such provocative methods, and make them change their minds to calm his emotions and give himself a way out.

But his wishful thinking was wrong.

Except for Fang Zizhen who rolled his eyes, the others completely ignored his behavior. They continued to focus on their own practice, as if Zhao Pengyu's absence had nothing to do with them.

The team members' practice gradually got into the state. Their cooperation was not yet tacit, but they were constantly improving their movements and routes.

Zhao Pengyu's absence made the atmosphere of the entire team more tense and heavy. His position was vacated, but the team did not stop practicing.