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

Yan Zi's voice was flat, but there was some disapproval faintly revealed in her eyes, she frowned slightly and said to her, "Your feet."

It was only then that Song Jianjian noticed that she was dancing barefoot, and the floor was faintly stained with bright red.

It is estimated that she danced for a day without a break, so the wound was a little bit open.
Song Jianjian smiled wryly, "If you don't tell me, I haven't noticed."

The girl's pale face was obviously caused by over-training and lack of rest.

"Don't move, rest for a while." Yan Zi forced her to sit on the floor, and said coldly, "I'll be back soon."

Song Jianjian was actually on the verge of a collapse where she couldn't even stand up, so she fell down and collapsed on the floor, staring at the ceiling blankly.

The last time she worked so hard seemed to be a long time ago. Even in the last performance, she didn't work so hard to the extreme.

Two days, no matter how you look at it, is not enough. It seems that every minute and every second is an extremely precious countdown, which cannot be wasted.

After an unknown amount of time, there was the sound of the door being pushed open, and then gently closed again.

Song Jianjian really couldn't get up, struggled a few times, but stayed where he was.

Yan Zi pressed Song Jianjian who was about to get up, her facial features were similar to the cold type with strong attack power, and the difference from Fu Lin was that she just made people feel cold and difficult to get along with, but it would not make a big difference. air field pressure.

Her voice was neither cold nor cold, "This is just right, let me treat the wound for you."

Looking at it from Song Jianjian's angle, I happened to see Yan Zi's slightly sharp side face. Under the halo of the light, the indifference and alienation of the girl's beautiful side face seemed to be softened a lot.

Her movements were very gentle, as if she was taking care of Song Jianjian, for fear of hurting her, but when the alcohol touched the bloody wound, Song Jianjian still frowned in pain, cute and round Unconsciously, the toes nestled tightly and retracted.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and sure enough, the alcohol stained the most bloody wound and burst, the pain was like being burned by a fire, and the pain was so painful that it directly spread the pain to her heart.

Song Jianjian didn't say a word, but her lips were bitten into blue and white.

Yan Zi noticed that Song Jianjian's toes were moving subconsciously. She wanted to move her fingers several times, but she didn't dare.

The bursting wound will be more troublesome than the first wound. Fortunately, she has been a trainee for a long time, and she will inevitably get injured during dance practice, so she will always keep a medicine box in the practice room, just in case. just in case.

After about a few minutes, it was finally done.

Stefanie handled it very skillfully and with ease, and even bandaged the wound very well. She has the potential to be a nurse.

After a few minutes of rest, Song Jianjian had recovered some strength. She sat up slowly, looked at her wrapped right foot, and smiled sincerely at Yan Zi who was squatting. Pure thanks.

"Thank you."

She never thought that Yan Zi would become the first pure kindness she received from Star One Plus One besides the captain.

—It is really rare for such a person to bandage his own wound without saying a word, especially when the two of them had almost no communication before.

Yan Zi looked at the girl in front of her who was as well-behaved as her younger sister, and silently packed up her things, "Yeah."

"Don't take off the gauze tonight. When you take a bath, it's best not to let the wound get wet."

"Okay, I remember." Song Jianjian nodded with a sincere face.

Yan Zi silently added, "Your feet should have been practiced for too long, and the freshly healed wounds are bleeding. This is not an option. You should not practice today. If possible, it is best to practice in the next two days." Don't practice too much every day, otherwise, I can't tell what will happen to your wound?"

Song Jianjian's mood became heavy involuntarily. She didn't know that it was not suitable for her to continue practicing in this situation, but she had already reached this point, and even if she was climbing, she had to complete the last step.

For this reason, it doesn't matter even if you lift it off the stage.

She said firmly, "I'm fine, no matter what, I have to survive these two days, and we'll talk about it after the second performance."

"It's your injury." Yan Zi hesitated to speak.

With Song Jianjian's current situation, she still needs to train for two days, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to make it to her second public performance.

The more you go to the back, the more painful the wound will be, every moment is like stepping on the tip of a knife, that feeling.
"It's okay." Song Jianjian's eyes were fixed, "I can do it."

"Your situation is a special case. It should be possible to communicate with the program team." Stefanie's tone was flat, without any waves, as if she was reciting a text, without any emotion.

However, Song Jianjian felt deep care and kindness from it.

She smiled disapprovingly, "Who hasn't hurt yet? If I'm not wrong, you have a serious waist injury, right?"

Stefanie's calm eyes seemed to be asking how did she know?
She didn't tell anyone about this, so when she chose the dance repertoire for the first performance, she didn't dare to choose Song Jianjian's performance song, because the lower back would easily cause her back injury to recur.

Song Jianjian was secretly annoyed, she couldn't say that she saw it in a novel, could she?
She made up nonsense seriously, "I can see it, anyway, I probably guessed that you should have a back injury."

Huh, it's so dangerous, so dangerous, I almost lost my mind for a moment.

Yan Zi looked at her calmly, her tone was neither cold nor cold, "You guessed it right."

"Since it's so late, why are you still here?" Song Jianjian frowned slightly, "You must have practiced until just now, right?"

Stefanie didn't speak, nor did she deny it.

"Since it's so late, why are you still here?" Song Jianjian frowned slightly, "You must have practiced until just now, right?"

Stefanie didn't speak, nor did she deny it.

Song Jianjian probably knew it in her heart, and she smiled helplessly, "Look, people with such a good background like you are working hard, so what right do I have to relax my requirements?"

Yan Zi pursed her lower lip, her cold eyes remained silent, she silently closed the medicine box.

"Everyone who comes here has a dream in their hearts, that is to form a group, I also want to, but before that, what I have to do is to be worthy of every performance stage, and to live up to everyone who supports me. "

The girl's eloquent words are completely different from her usual cute and soft temperament.

Song Jianjian's face showed a rare indifference and calmness, and those eyes seemed to be remembering.

"I believe that there are many people in this world who can devote [-]% of their efforts to achieve an unattainable dream. fight for."

At that time, she had no choice. She could only go to college and try her best to get into the best university. Only in this way can she become the best version of herself. She is not qualified to choose, so she can only work hard.

There was an obvious change in Yan Zi's eyes. She was like a lone ranger, reticent, and looked very incompatible. The cruel experience of practicing overseas all the year round made her emotions gradually restrained, and her indifferent eyes overflowed rarely. There was a touch of warmth.

She continued, "Your talent is hard to come by, it doesn't have to be like this."

Song Jianjian smiled, the girl's expression was a little unpredictable and deep, her eyes were fixed on Stefanie's face lightly, "Do you think I'm a genius like everyone else?"

Stefanie was noncommittal, "You are the most spiritual and the best memory person I have ever met. Just like what the teachers said, your talent is far beyond ordinary people."

The girl's voice was a little deep and deep, and it would be a bit inconsistent for a girl to have such a voice, because it was slightly indistinguishable.

It is precisely because of this that she can't sing high notes. Her noise is indeed the best alto, but it is also doomed that it is difficult for her to sing nice high notes.

So far, she has never challenged the treble. Whether it is the last performance or this performance, it seems that it is tailor-made for her, and there is no treble that exceeds her limit.

Song Jianjian chuckled, and said helplessly, "No, I'm not a genius, I just happen to have a slightly stronger memory, but if you relax your requirements just because your memory is better than ordinary people, then I think, God is fair, and those who are unwilling to work hard will eventually be taken back from the gifts bestowed by God."

"No matter how talented you are, you need to work hard. Otherwise, sooner or later you will be overtaken by those who work hard. I am the weakest person in this group of students. If you don't work hard under such circumstances, you may be eliminated next time." That's me."

The real geniuses are all working hard, so what qualifications do they have to relax their requirements?

"You're fine." Stefanie's beautiful appearance is in line with the current standards, and she is highly recognizable, but she has a slightly withdrawn personality.

Although her gaze was calm, she was extremely firm, and Song Jianjian saw all sincerity in her Danfeng eyes, "I see your hard work and strength, don't care what others say, you are fine as you are now. "

"Life will encounter many ups and downs, we will be stumbled, we will feel tired, and we will want to stop, but as long as we still have dreams in our hearts, we have the strength to push us forward."

"Song Jianjian, come on."

It was rare for Yan Zi to say such a long word.

Song Jianjian was taken aback, then chuckled with sincerity, "Thank you, I will."

"It's getting late, go back and rest early." Stefanie stood up.

"it is good."

Just as Song Jianjian thought about it, a beautiful big hand was stretched out in front of her eyes. She raised her eyes, and the girl's pretty face was clearly reflected in her clean and pure eyes. I think she looks proud.

What Song Jianjian felt was pure friendliness. After she was stunned for a moment, she burst into a smile as bright as the sun, "Thank you, Yan Zi."

Yan Zi was taken aback. It's not that she hasn't tried to make friends with people after returning to China, but after staying in such a cruel environment abroad for several years, it seems that she can no longer find the original her.

Obviously less than 22 years old, but it seems particularly withdrawn and mature.