He Danced Well, but the Skirt Wasn't Very Pretty

Mane scrolled down on his phone.

In the comments below the video, netizens had already turned the section into a Photoshop contest.

Someone had added a white, fluffy ballet skirt to Chen Anno's spinning move, making him look like a mushroom as he turned.

Someone else had edited the background into the stage of The Dance of Miracles, with all four judges turning around—one of them even had Simeone's face pasted onto him.

Others had turned Savic and Gabi into two backup dancers in tailcoats, their faces full of hopeless despair.

The most ruthless one had edited Chen Anno's spinning move into Elsa from Frozen, with the football beneath his feet turned into a snowflake.

"Pfft... Hahaha..." Robertson laughed so hard that he crouched down on the floor.

"Send it to the group! Send it to the group!" He patted Mane on the shoulder.

Mane dropped the video link into Liverpool's team WhatsApp group.

Within thirty seconds.

Arnold was the first to pop up. "Hahahahahahahaha."

Coutinho sent a string of laughing-crying emojis.

Lallana replied with a link titled: Online Ballet Skirt Sale.

The guy had even specifically @'d Chen Anno.

Veteran Milner's message was the simplest: "A bunch of idiots."

Yet his hand was very honest as he quietly saved it to his favorites.

Karius, standing beside him, was left completely stunned.

Milner winked at him. "I'm saving it to play at the end-of-season dinner."

The laughter in the locker room rose wave after wave.

Mane raised his phone and waved it toward Chen Anno. "Anno, have you seen this?"

Chen Anno had just come out of the shower and was drying his hair with a towel.

He glanced at himself on the screen, wearing Liverpool red with a football under his feet, a snow-white ballet skirt edited onto him,