Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Wei Zhe'an felt like there was a fire burning in his chest, and the anger made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He clenched his fists tightly, watching the hands on his watch point to the time of the evening live broadcast. At this moment, whether it was the cafeteria or the dormitory, it was full of densely packed cameras, like a pair of prying eyes, and for a moment he had nowhere to go.

The evening glow gradually faded, but the scorching heat showed no sign of abating. Instead, it became more intense, like a heat wave, making people feel more irritable.

Wei Zhe'an couldn't help but frown, stretched out his hand to push back the messy hair in front of his forehead, then quickly walked to the shadow beside the green belt and squatted down. His heart was full of contradictions and struggles, and he didn't know what to do next.

If he really decided to withdraw from the competition, wouldn't that mean he would have to give up all his previous efforts? Moreover, was it really worth it just because of his teammates Zhao Pengyu and Liu Ming?

Wei Zhe'an couldn't help but regret his impulsive behavior, but at the same time, he felt indescribable discomfort when he thought about having to continue working with them.

He stared blankly at the ground, his thoughts tangled like a tangled mess. What should he choose? Should he endure the humiliation and continue to persevere, or give up decisively and look for new opportunities?

Huang Liming rushed out of the building anxiously, looking around anxiously for Wei Zhe'an. However, there was no one in front of him, which made him feel anxious. So he opened his mouth and shouted, "An'an?! Wei Zhe'an?"

At this moment, Wei Zhe was squatting quietly beside the green belt, with his head down, thinking about something.

He heard someone calling his name and slowly raised his head, but the dense trees in the green belt blocked his view and he could not see who was coming.

He had no choice but to stand up and look in the direction where the sound came from.

"I'm here." When he was sure that it was Huang Liming and Zhu Kaiyu who were looking for him, Wei Zhe'an quickly waved his arms to indicate his location to them.

At the same time, Zhu Kaiyu also followed Huang Liming's footsteps and hurried out. The two saw Wei Zhe'an not far away at a glance, so they ran towards him without hesitation.

"An An, calm down first. There's no need to be angry with those two people! It's not good for your health if you get angry!" Huang Liming walked quickly to Wei Zhe'an, patted his shoulder gently and tried to comfort him.

Seeing this, Zhu Kaiyu on the side quickly nodded and said: "That's right, let them do whatever they want, why should we care so much about their business? As long as we do our job conscientiously and have a clear conscience, it will be fine! Don't let them ruin your bright future!"

After hearing this, Wei Zhe'an sighed deeply and said helplessly: "But judging from the current situation, we have no chance of winning at all. If the entire team can't attract the audience's attention, let alone our individual performance. And the team bonus is more important this time, I'm really afraid that it will implicate you..." Before he finished speaking, Fang Zizheng also walked towards this side.

"Don't worry about us." Fang Zizhen suddenly interrupted Wei Zhe'an, looked at him firmly, and continued: "This competition is a losing game for us. We have benefited a lot from cooperating with you. Thanks to you, several of us can enter the public eye, which is much better than before, so you don't need to bear any psychological burden."

"There's no need for the two of them to work together like this. Otherwise, we should go ask the director if there's any other solution."

Huang Liming listened to what Fang Zizheng said, and the idea of ​​persuading Wei Zhe'an not to act impulsively also disappeared.

In fact, he had also been suppressing a ball of anger deep in his heart for the past few days. Although he did not completely agree with Wei Zhe'an's actions, he had to admit that doing so was indeed quite refreshing.

Huang Liming suddenly suggested, "Why don't the four of us just quit and let the two of them compete on their own."

When Zhu Kaiyu heard this, his eyes became moist: "Are you all going to withdraw from the competition... I... then I will go with you..." His voice was choked with sobs.

After hearing what the three people said, Wei Zhe'an gradually calmed down.

After I withdraw from the competition, I still have Li Jinhe to help me, and there may be other ways to debut, but it is not certain for the three of them. If they all withdraw, it may ruin the future of Huang Liming, Zhu Kaiyu and Fang Zizheng.

He couldn't let other teammates suffer losses just because of his momentary anger. In this way, what was the difference between him and those two so-called "bad guys" Zhao Pengyu and Liu Ming?

Wei Zhe'an took a deep breath, sorted out his emotions, and began to think about a solution.

He stroked his hair, trying to calm himself down: "We can't just give up like this. Like Zizhen said, let's go ask the director to see if there are any loopholes in the competition system that we can exploit."

Huang Liming, Zhu Kaiyu and Fang Zizhen smiled at each other, feeling relieved. What they said was true, if Wei Zhe'an really quit, then they would quit as well.

But they have persisted until now, who is willing to give up easily? If there is another way to go, they have no reason to refuse.

They walked towards the studio again and could only communicate with the director.

In the studio, the rehearsal was still going on. Wei Zhe'an looked around and saw that the director was busy as hell.

They had no choice but to find a place out of the way and watch other trainees' performances while waiting for the director to be free.

Three hours passed like this, and the emotions of the four people had gradually calmed down.

Looking at the other teams' performance as one, they would be lying if they said they were not envious. Thinking of those two terrible teammates, they couldn't help but feel numb in their hearts.

The lights on the stage gradually went out, and the lights in the studio lit up, and the rehearsal of all the trainees finally ended.

Wei Zhe'an stood up, stretched his stiff ankle, and walked towards the director. The other three followed closely behind him, hoping that the following conversation would go as they wished.

"Director Yang, is it convenient for me to talk to you?" Wei Zhe'an asked politely.

Yang Fan rubbed his tired throat and turned to look at Wei Zhe'an and the other three. He had said too much today, and seeing the serious expressions of Wei Zhe'an and the others, he knew that he could not leave work yet.

"What happened?" Yang Fan asked. He had always had a good impression of Wei Zhe'an. Not only did this kid perform well on stage, but he also defuses two stage accidents skillfully, leaving the audience completely unaware of the anomaly.

Wei Zhe'an narrated the series of events that happened in the team in a calm tone, and the other three also added details in due course. They hoped to find a reasonable solution to continue participating in the competition and no longer cooperate with Zhao Pengyu and Liu Ming.