A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

"Okay, thank you Teacher Xu." Song Jianjian bowed again.

After getting off the stage, several other teammates gave Song Jianjian a different look, and then left without saying anything. Lin Xiaoxiao stopped on purpose and patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't take it too seriously, your dance is still very good, and there are no other major problems, but your state is not as good as last time, but, as long as you pay more attention to this kind of detail tomorrow, generally no one will notice , don't put too much pressure on yourself, I think you performed very well today."
Song Jianjian nodded, the pain from the wound on her foot made it difficult for her to even force a smile, "Thank you."

Thank you politely, with obvious alienation in the eyebrows and eyes.

Lin Xiaoxiao looked at the back of Song Jianjian, who was in front of her with sloppy footsteps and was in a mess for a long time, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked back at the stage behind her with a calm expression. The flickering light of different colors paused for a moment, and Lin Xiaoxiao also left.

Back in the dormitory, Song Jianjian saw that other people didn’t seem to be in the dormitory. Today is the last rehearsal. During this time, he may be chatting outside, or he may be watching other people’s performances in the background. It seems that someone is taking a shower in the bathroom, and the water is splashing The sound continued.

Song Jianjian took off her shoes with difficulty, and slowly removed the gauze round by round, only to see that the condition of the wound was obviously worse than yesterday, so that she couldn't tear off the last round of gauze at all. The blood glued the gauze tightly to the soles of her feet.

Song Jianjian bit his lower lip tightly, and tore off the gauze in one breath. Unexpectedly, the gauze was torn off, and the wound festered even more, and it was bloody. The wound looked very dangerous, bloody and bloody.

Her eye sockets were reddish, and the pain made her eyes sore unconsciously, and tears seemed to be on the verge of bursting, ready to fall at any moment.

The light shone on her body, but it didn't shine into her heart at all. For the first time, Song Jianjian felt deeply frustrated, as if he was about to fall down at any time. This was an endless dark alley. .

When Hu Tian came out, she saw Song Jianjian tightly wrapping herself in the shape of a mother and baby, with her arms around her calves and her forehead resting on her knees. All she saw was the lonely and helpless back of the girl, and her heart I can't help but feel a pain.

"What's the matter? I think you look very bad?" Hu Tian's short hair is much simpler and more convenient. No, within a few minutes after taking a shower, her hair gradually dries.

"It's okay." Song Jianjian raised his head and smiled at her pretending to be relaxed.

"Is the wound serious again?" Hu Tian stepped forward without thinking, and sat down next to her, touching her soft and smooth hair with distress.

She proposed to change the bed before, so the two of them have completely changed their things now. She is now sleeping on the upper bunk, Song Jianjian is sleeping on the lower bunk, and Hu Tian's previous bed.

Song Jianjian looked down at his right foot sadly. The girl's skin was as smooth and tender as a baby, as white as jade, firm and elastic.

At this time, her face was full of loneliness, and the starlight in the girl's beautiful eyes gradually dimmed, leaving only loneliness and wandering, "I thought I could last until tomorrow's stage performance, but now I don't know." Can it survive until then?"

She thought she could pass by gritting her teeth, but in the end, this road turned out to be endlessly dark. She wondered if she could wait until dawn?
Hu Tian hugged her distressedly, gently stroking Song Jianjian's hair with her big hand, and persuaded softly, "Your wound is already very dangerous, since it's already hurt like this, why not, If you just ask for leave, you won’t be able to attend the performance this time, and you didn’t do it on purpose, and everyone can understand this situation.”
In the past two days, she has seen how Song Jianjian gritted his teeth and kept practicing. The wound is gradually getting worse. She wants Song Jianjian to persist until the end of tomorrow's performance. After all, she has seen her hard work in the past two days. Seeing that there is only a finishing touch left, she really can't bear to let her down.

However, as long as she thought about the performance tomorrow, she couldn't bear to watch her wound continue to deteriorate.

That kind of dilemma, it seems that no matter how you choose, it feels like you are in the river, and the Tianhua in your heart suddenly falls to one side, and then to the other, it is difficult to stabilize.

"But now that I've come this far, I just gave up. It seems that I always feel a little sorry for my hard work these days." Song Jianjian hugged her head and closed her eyes. Anyone could hear the bewilderment in her words come out?
Just as Hu Tian was about to speak, Song Jianjian's phone rang. She had no choice but to stop talking, and raised her chin in the direction of Song Jianjian's phone.

"your phone."

Song Jianjian looked at the mobile phone on the pillow in confusion, feeling confused.

When I came back this time, I don't know if it was because of Lu Xing that the directors of the program did not accept her mobile phone, which made it convenient for her to answer the phone.

Hu Tian helplessly took the phone for her, and stuffed the phone into her hand, "You answer the phone first, the gauze is almost used up, I'll ask Stefanie to borrow it, and see if she still has it? "

"Hello?" Song Jianjian looked at the unknown caller, "Hello, who are you?"

"Hi, I'm Qi Yu."

Big boy clean noise, very beautiful, very suitable for singing that kind of tender love song.

"Qi Yu?" Song Jianjian was stunned, she really didn't expect Qi Yu to call her!

"It's really hard to contact you. Do you know that I've already called you ten times, and I'm still thinking, if you don't answer again, I'll take it as your default to give me the kitten!"

Qi Yu's beautiful, noisy and teasing voice came to Song Jianjian's ears through the phone, and it seemed that there was a small silent electric current, which rushed into her ears, and the slightest itch made Song Jianjian Jian rubbed his ears unconsciously.

"When do you have time to meet, I can return the kitten to you, and treat you to a meal by the way, thank you for helping me last time."

Song Jianjian choked, "You don't need to thank me for what happened last time, you just need to return Xiaoyouyo to me!"

"Little Yoyo?" A low laugh came from the other end of the phone. The boy's light and provocative clean noise was very pleasant to hear. Those who didn't know thought he was calling himself!
"Is it the cat's name?"

"Ah."

"Tomorrow is the day for your second performance, right? Then you should have time to have a meal after the performance is over, right?"

"No time." Song Jianjian looked at his wound and refused without saying a word.

In her current situation, let alone going to dinner, she doesn't even know if she can maintain her dance tomorrow?
After this performance is over, she might have to rest for a few days, otherwise, she might not be able to participate in the next performance?
"It's not convenient for me to go out to get the cat because of some things recently, can you please send it back to me if you have time?" Song Jianjian was just about to say that it doesn't matter if she doesn't have time, she can find someone to go and get it.

Hearing a dispensable chuckle from the opposite side, Qi Yu said, "Okay, since you have asked for this, then, I will try my best to find time to return Xiaoyou to you?"

"Okay, thank you."

"you are welcome."

You are really welcome!
Song Jianjian didn't talk nonsense with Qi Yu anymore. Before she hung up the phone, she seemed to hear "Come on". Because she hung up too quickly, she didn't have time to hear clearly, and she couldn't confirm whether the other party really said it?

She didn't want to worry about this question, because after a while, Hu Tian led Yan Zi in.

Stefanie also held a clearly marked medicine box in her hand.

She didn't talk nonsense at all, and checked Song Jianjian's wound when she came up. When she saw it, her face became very serious, and her brows were furrowed.

There was a trace of worry in Yan Zi's eyes, and her eyes were tightly glued to Song Jianjian's soles of his feet, which had become more and more bloody because of the two days of dancing practice. She had always been very calm, and she couldn't help feeling ups and downs.

"Your foot injury has become more and more serious. Did you feel that your feet were shaking uncontrollably during the rehearsal?"

Song Jianjian closed his eyes and clenched his hands unconsciously.

During the rehearsal, she used all her strength to restrain the urge to tremble. In that case, she had no strength at all, and no energy to take care of the expression management on her face.

"I used to do the same when my back injury recurred. Generally, the relapse of the leftover wound

is the most tormenting. "Stevey might have been ill for a long time because of her back injury.

After hearing this, Hu Tian felt more and more heavy. She lowered her body and put her hands on Song Jianjian's, "Why don't we go to the team doctor of the program team? Your condition is getting worse and worse, you can't Because of this performance, let's get on your feet? Then what about the rest of your life?"
Without even thinking about it, Song Jianjian grabbed Yan Zi who was about to go out to find someone, "No, if the team doctor finds out at this time, it is very likely that the directors will find out, so I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in tomorrow's performance."

Does she know exactly what she is doing?
This injury looks serious now, but there will be [-] days of preparation time for the next performance. By then, it will be enough for her to recover from her injury. If it doesn't work, she will choose the singing group, which is not a big problem.

"I want to be on stage."

"." Stefanie saw firmness in Song Jianjian's eyes, as if for a while, she seemed to see her who just had a back injury a long time ago, and she was so resolutely begging for a chance.

But in the end, she still failed. Since then, she has missed her debut. In the eyes of others, she is a defective product who has been training outside for several years and still failed to make her debut.

But now, she saw the same persistence and pleading in Song Jianjian's eyes. Song Jianjian had paid too much for this stage.

In fact, whether Song Jianjian will make mistakes in his performance has little effect on other people. After all, she is not the center this time.

"I don't treat wounds like yours much. If you believe me..." She is only [-]% sure that the wounds will be healed. As long as she doesn't practice tonight and has a good rest until tomorrow's performance, Still no problem.

"I believe it." Song Jianjian resolutely said.

Yan Zi raised her eyes suddenly, no one knew the turmoil in her heart, that feeling was like the original

The quiet heart lake was suddenly hit by a storm and was at a loss.

"I trust you Stefanie, please help me with my wound."