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When Ning Jinyue and Qi Xin arrived at the dance studio, the models were doing their final warm-up under the leadership of Teacher Zhao.

Lin Shan was the first to find Ning Jinyue. She ran to Ning Jinyue, held Ning Jinyue's arm, and asked her with concern, "Why are you here? Have you finished the nutrition injection?"

Not finished.

But it doesn't matter if you haven't finished the injection, things like nutritional injections will definitely be converted into nasty fat when they flow into the body.

Ning Jinyue patted Lin Shan's hand with a smile, and said to her: "My stomach pain is gone, and I have the strength to get out of bed. Don't worry, I'm fine."

Qi Xin smiled strangely at the side, "I can assure everyone that Ning Jinyue's health is really fine."

A Su clapped his hands and said triumphantly: "I told you everything, doctors only scare people. From now on, you can go on a diet with me to lose weight, and don't listen to other people's nonsense."

A Su hadn't been complacent for a few seconds before he was stared silently by Gu Xiaorou.

While pressing her legs, Gu Xiaorou asked Ning Jinyue, "Are you all right?"

"Minor injuries won't leave the line of fire." Ning Jinyue stood at attention and said respectfully, "Don't worry, Sister Rou, I'm really fine."

During the dance competition, in order to take care of Ning Jinyue, Teacher Zhao let her be the last one on stage.

When passing by Ning Jinyue, Teacher Zhao couldn't help but say, "Actually, with your dancing skills, you don't need to be so inspirational at all."

When Ning Jinyue participated in the competition, she was actually No. 1 from the bottom. If she did not participate in the competition, she was No. 1 from the bottom in name.

Anyway, it's No. 1 from the bottom, and it's more decent in name than in reality.

Ning Jinyue wanted to cry, but she didn't want to humiliate herself, the key was that that little bitch Qi Xin threatened her.

Qi Xin was the second to last on stage. She stood in front of Ning Jinyue, and when she turned her head to see Ning Jinyue's aggrieved look, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

She comforted Ning Jinyue in a low voice, "Don't be wronged, I will return the fruit basket to you after the dance competition is over."

Qi Xin was afraid that Ning Jinyue would regret it, so on the way to the dance studio, she snatched the fruit basket back.

Ning Jinyue didn't believe it, and asked Qi Xin, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true." Qi Xin had just finished making a promise with Ning Jinyue, and then remembered the dragon fruit in the fruit basket, and immediately changed his words, "I haven't eaten dragon fruit for a long time, can you keep the dragon fruit in the fruit basket for me? "

Fearing that Ning Jinyue would not agree, Qi Xin deliberately added, "Dragon fruit is a tropical fruit with high calories. Anyway, you have been losing weight and won't eat such high-calorie fruits. You might as well let me eat it."

"No." Ning Jinyue didn't even want to roll her eyes, and asked Qi Xin with a gloomy face, "Is your conscience stung by a bee?"

Every fruit in the fruit basket was bought by Ning Jinyue with her dignity, and she would not give Qi Xin a bite.

The dance competition officially begins.

Lin Shan was the first to play. As a talented player, Lin Shan didn't practice seriously before the competition, and she didn't memorize many of her movements. Fortunately, her movements are smooth and her body is beautiful. Teacher Zhao gave her a not-so-low score.

After dancing, Lin Shan ran to Ning Jinyue and asked her, "How did I dance?"

Ning Jinyue praised from the bottom of her heart, "It's really good."

Vicki asked strangely: "Lin Shan, I haven't seen you practice. How can you dance so well?"

Lin Shan replied to Vicki, "I have many years of Tai Chi skills. Things that test flexibility, such as dancing, can dance very well without practice."

"Tai Chi is martial arts." Vicki opened her eyes wide and asked Lin Shan in surprise, "Then you are good at fighting, right?"

Lin Shan smiled modestly, "Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound, and now I only understand a little bit."

Vicki continued to ask: "Then how many can you play alone?"

Lin Shan, "I singled out seven or eight little hooligans by myself, and I didn't lose."

Seven or eight little hooligans?

That's quite powerful, but such a powerful Lin Shan always pretends to be weak in front of her, and lies that she can't unscrew the Coke bottle cap.

Ning Jinyue sighed, Lin Shan used more routines on her than she imagined.

When it was almost Qi Xin's turn, Ning Jinyue found that Qi Xin was so nervous that she kept taking deep breaths and didn't stop for a long time.

Ning Jinyue was puzzled and asked Qi Xin, "You are doomed to be second to last, why are you nervous?"

Qi Xin, "I can't help it. I'm too determined to win. If I try harder, I can reach the bottom three."

Please.

The third to last is no better than the second to last.

However, Qi Xin's aggressiveness really needs to be encouraged. Ning Jinyue patted Qi Xin on the shoulder to cheer her up, "Come on, people must have dreams in their hearts, what if they see a ghost one day."

Ning Jinyue had hope for Qi Xin at first.

But after watching Qi Xin dance, Ning Jinyue said that some people are destined not to see ghosts in this life.

Qi Xin's movements are very skilled and her limbs are also very soft, but her dancing makes people find it strange no matter how they look at it.

Others danced poorly, at most it looked like they were doing radio gymnastics, but when Qi Xin danced, it clearly gave people the feeling of galloping on the prairie.

Her expressions and movements are too bold and uninhibited, as well as her eyebrows that are so raised that they seem to fly, all vividly show the mighty and majestic in her bones.

In a word, it is too much force.

Of course, as a person who dances and crutches, Ning Jinyue is not qualified to laugh at Qi Xin.

When Qi Xin was dancing, Li Ling reminded Ning Jinyue, "Don't forget to experiment."

Ning Jinyue, "How to test?"

Li Ling gave Ning Jinyue an idea, "When the dance is halfway through, you pretend to sprain your ankle, and then insist on finishing the dance regardless of the risk of limping, self-mutilation, you know, you don't need the details Did I teach you?"

That's not necessary.

However, as a model, Ning Jinyue's steps are super stable, and wrestling on flat ground is really not her strong point.

Li Ling taught Ning Jinyue, "If your left foot stumbles over your right foot, every time you fall, you will be sure."

When Ning Jinyue came on stage, all the models looked excited and gathered around Ning Jinyue, waiting to see a joke.

So angry, but keep smiling.

Amid bursts of laughter, Ning Jinyue danced resolutely.

In the middle of the dance, Li Ling gave an order, "Fall."

Ning Jinyue received the order, and immediately stretched out her left foot to trip her right foot.

Ning Jinyue originally planned to flop, but she was not as good as God. The moment she fell to the ground, she had no time to withdraw her hand. As a result, her wrist rested on her waist and hit the ground. With a "click", she announced that she had broken a bone.

Ning Jinyue wailed, her expression turned grim due to the pain.

Li Ling smiled and sighed, "Your acting skills are at the level of a movie queen."

Ning Jinyue gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not acting, my wrist is really broken."

Lin Shan hurried forward and helped Ning Jinyue up, "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Ning Jinyue's painful face turned pale, "I broke my wrist, it hurts."

Although Li Ling also felt sorry for Ning Jinyue, but when he thought that the task had not been completed, he could only ruthlessly remind Ning Jinyue, "Hurry up, say you are going to finish the dance."

Ning Jinyue raised her head and glanced at Gu Xiaorou's disgust value.

Gu Xiaorou's disgust value did not increase because she broke her wrist.

After Ning Jinyue stood up straight, she pushed Lin Shan away, and said weakly, "Don't go to the hospital, I'm going to finish the dance."

Lin Shan persuaded Ning Jinyue, "This is a bone, what if it is dislocated if we don't go to the hospital in time?"

Ning Jinyue was unmoved, "I am an adult and can take responsibility for my actions. No matter what happens today, I will finish this dance."

Lin Shan had no choice but to look at Gu Xiaorou for help.

Gu Xiaorou said expressionlessly: "If she wants to dance, let her dance. It's just a broken wrist. It's not a big deal. It's okay."

Gu Xiaorou's calmness made Ning Jinyue panic.

If Gu Xiaorou's disgust value doesn't increase, then her wrist will be broken in vain.

"Ning Jinyue." Li Ling called out excitedly, "Look, Gu Xiaorou's disgust value has increased."

Gu Xiaorou's disgust value slowly increased from the original 43% to 62%.

Ning Jinyue breathed a sigh of relief, self-mutilation was really useful, Gu Xiaorou's expressionless face was probably just an act.

She broke her wrist at the beginning, it was just an accident, so Gu Xiaorou's disgust value did not increase, and she knew that her wrist was broken, but continued to dance regardless, it was self-harm, so Gu Xiaorou's disgust value increased a lot.

After confirming the point of Gu Xiaorou's anger, Ning Jinyue was finally in the mood to take care of her wrist. She said to Lin Shan, "Call 120 and call an ambulance for me."

Lin Shan turned her head and yelled at Gu Xiaorou, "Jin Yue said to call an ambulance."

Ning Jinyue had no choice but to ask Lin Shan, "I told you to call an ambulance, why are you looking for Gu Xiaorou?"

Lin Shan took it for granted, "Gu Xiaorou has always been in charge of our bedroom. For such a big matter as going to the hospital, we must ask her for instructions."

that's right.

Her sister, Rou, is now like a patriarch.

Gu Xiaorou took a few steps forward and asked Ning Jinyue, "Did you break your leg?"

Ning Jinyue shook her head.

Gu Xiaorou, "The hospital is close, if the leg is not broken, let's go directly to the hospital."

Ning Jinyue nodded, "Okay, it's all up to you."

Anyway, the competition was over, and all the models followed Ning Jinyue and marched towards the hospital together.

Assistant Xu said to the models: "I asked just now, the ward where Ning Jinyue lived in the first place has not been vacated, everyone go to the ward and wait, Teacher Zhao will announce the ranking of the dance competition there."

Originally, a broken wrist would require a plaster cast, but in the system world, Ning Jinyue, as the host, has amazing healing abilities.

After the doctor's examination, he found that there was nothing serious. After instructing Ning Jinyue to take medication on time, he sent Ning Jinyue back to the ward.

In the ward, all the models were exhausted.

There were not enough beds, and two of the models even fell on the floor.

There is no way, the all-night dance practice and the intense competition, the models are really exhausted.

Qi Xin was in good spirits. She took out a fruit basket and handed it to Ning Jinyue, "It feels like your wrist fell quite badly. I hope you can recover soon."

Ning Jinyue couldn't help but hehe.

This fruit basket was originally hers.

Using the same fruit basket to scout twice, Qi Xin's face is really big.