Louis's body tilted slightly.
“Huh!”
The surprised members stopped moving and looked at Louis, who had stopped.
"are you okay?"
Dojae, who was nearby, quickly checked Louis' condition.
"eww……."
Louis groaned and winced at the pain that grazed his ankle.
“Don't move.”
Dojae quickly bent down and checked Louis' ankle.
He rolled up his trousers and carefully touched Louis' ankle.
"it hurts?"
“Oh, no. I'm ok.”
It didn't seem to be a big problem since it didn't hurt when I touched it.
“I think I sprained my ankle for a moment.”
Louis said, gently rotating his ankle.
The pain quickly went away and my ankle was fine.
“Still, I don’t know.”
When Dojae spoke worriedly, Louis smiled and said that he was really okay.
“The choreography was interrupted… Should we start over again?”
Louis felt embarrassed by the subdued atmosphere and asked in a brighter voice.
The sock trainer who had been watching shook his head.
“I’ve done enough for today. Let’s do it again tomorrow. There’s still time.”
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
The standard was also said as if driving a wedge.
The mindset to shake off the burden through practice was great, but the amount of practice the members put in this week was beyond imagination.
The amount of practice was more than the standard required.
It seemed like a lot of standards that would be sad to say the second highest, so it seemed like it would be better to tone down the intensity a little.
I was holding on with mental strength, but I was worried that I would run out of stamina before I could even make a comeback.
It was likely that Louis made a mistake that he would not have made otherwise because he was low on stamina.
“Okay. Let’s clean up today, and tomorrow is practice day!”
The sock trainer was thinking the same thing, so he quickly wrapped up the practice.
The members never failed to bow to the sock trainers and dancers and thank them for their hard work.
The practice room where the choreography team has all left.
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“Ah! I’m hungry!”
dump.
Woo-cheol sat down and shouted.
Practicing singing and dancing was difficult, but the situation was even more extreme because they were restricting their diet in preparation for the comeback.
“Let’s go to the hotel and eat.”
“It’s not rice. I’m sick of chicken breast!”
At Heung-min's words, Woo-cheol rolled on the floor and shouted.
“Are you cleaning the floor?! Get up. Let’s go. I need to eat that damn chicken breast.”
Heung-min was right.
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