An Meishan's eyes changed slightly, and the dark light flickered in the depths of her pupils.

To Qin Sang's clear eyes, she stood up straight, pretending to be arrogant: "you should not have thought it would be this result, right? So, some things belong to whom they belong! "

"If I remember correctly, this resource company was going to give it to me at the beginning?"

Qin sang really didn't understand how this man could be so upright in front of him.

An Mei Shan's face was stiff, and she hummed coldly, "so what? Who made you look so shameful when you went out wearing fake goods? Who is to blame? "

Li Yi twisted his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "miss an, we are all from the same company. It's better to stay on the front line when talking and doing things, don't you think?"

"Cut." She turned her eyes with disdain, obviously did not pay attention to Li Yi's words.

As far as she is concerned, even if Qin sang and she are artists of the same company, they are also irresistible competitors, and there is no need to maintain the unnecessary superficial peace.

The fake dress was really the result of her deliberately buying off the studio staff who made the custom dress.

She doesn't care how Qin Sang's reputation is damaged. As long as the final beneficiary is herself, she will succeed!

An Meishan leaves with his assistant in this way. Qin sang doesn't want to say much about it and Li Yi leave the company together.

After entering the elevator, an Meishan put her arms in her arms and didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, she said meaningfully, "is Li Yi too loyal to Qin sang?"

The young female assistant stood behind her and nodded in agreement. "It's true that Qin Sang was terminated by Jiale and had nowhere to go. He was banned by Sheng Yuming. How many people can he leave Jiale with Qin sang?"

There is a mutually beneficial relationship between the agent and the artist. When one of them has no value, he has to terminate his contract. It's incredible that he can go with Qin sang and gamble on his future.

Thinking of this, an Meishan's eyes flashed strangely and fell into meditation.

……

In the evening, in a dance studio.

Elegant music reverberates in the open room. In the mirror on the wall, a thin figure dances with the music. The steps are light, and everything is full of swan like noble temperament.

Her body curve is very good-looking, wearing a white dance skirt, legs slender straight, because the practice time is long, forehead out of a little sweat, but this does not affect her beauty.

Wearing a cap and a mask, he Jie quietly opened the door through the corridor. Seeing this beautiful scene, he immediately leaned against the door and began to appreciate it.

Xi Jia naturally saw the figure standing behind her in the mirror. She pulled the corner of her mouth and continued to practice as if she didn't see it.

With the arrival of the climax of the music, she looks suddenly dignified, which is the most difficult part of the whole dance.

After a big split in the air, followed by the landing rotation, the whole body's strength is pressed on the tip of the left foot.

In the process, we should not only show calm elegance, but also pay attention to the integrity of action coherence.

With her toes in mind, she leaped up and made a big split in the air. At the moment of landing, the pain from her wrists made her unable to stand normally any longer, and she fell straight to the ground.

"Plop"

He Jie, who had been addicted to this wonderful performance, was immediately revived by the landing. Looking at the painful face of the woman not far away, he rushed to her in a hurry and held her in his arms.

"How are you?"

Xi Jia gritted her teeth to hold back the pain, but her lips turned white.

"Nothing. It's just... Could you please take me to the hospital?"

Without much hesitation, he Jie picked her up and left the dance room.

hospital.

Xi Jia was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the white ceiling with her star eyes. Until the door of the ward was pushed open, she turned her eyes to the man who came in.

Looking at the hesitating and complicated look on his face, Xi Jia said in a light voice, "did the doctor tell you?"

He Jie went to her bedside and looked at her solemnly, "do you know the condition of your legs?"

"Yes, so what?" She has a cool face.

Looking at her this appearance, he Jie inexplicably some anger, "do you treat your body like this? I've hurt my leg to such an extent that I still practice such a difficult dance? "

Xi Jia stares at him, "if you don't practice, are you waiting to lose to others in the international competition?"

"Can the game match your own body?" He Jie can't understand of ask a way, tone in many some annoyance.

Xi Jia said calmly, "as long as you can win, what is it?"

"You..." He Jie looked at her with a slight tremor in his pupils and his eyes twinkled, "are you crazy? It's just a competition. How important is winning or losing? "

"Maybe, this is my last chance to stand on the stage. Do you think it's important?" Xi Jia asked.

He Jie's eyes became confused. She gave a light smile, but the smile was full of self mockery and the silence after entering a desperate situation.

"I know best what my legs are like. It's impossible for me to continue like this and go on stage later."

No matter how well she pretended to be calm on the surface, the slight trembling in her voice revealed her real emotion at the moment.

He Jie was shocked and enlarged his pupils. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

He certainly knew how important the stage was to a dancer, and how important the legs were.

Although he didn't really have much time to get in touch with Xi Jia, he could see how proud this woman was and how much she valued ballet.

Now this kind of situation is equivalent to Shengsheng breaking her wings, leaving only her bloody body.

Proud as she is, can she accept such a blow?

"How could that be..."

His voice was a little dry, and he suddenly thought of something in his mind. He looked at her seriously and asked, "for no reason, how could your leg be hurt so badly? Is it the accident... "

Xi Jia's eyes flickered, and she closed her eyes and said in a soft voice, "yes, it was the accident that left behind the disaster."

He Jie's expression suddenly became angry, as if he was hating something.

"That woman looks pure and delicate. I didn't expect her mind to be so vicious! It's disgusting

Xi Jia didn't seem to be angry, but said in a low voice, "maybe this is my destiny."

"Why? She made you so bad, but she can continue to be her bright star? I think it's time to directly expose her face! "

His voice was filled with indignation, and his chest heaved with anger.

Xi Jia looked at him, but there was no trace in his eyes.

After all, men are young, impulsive and have a just and awe inspiring heart. It's best to make use of

On the bed, Qin Sang was suddenly awakened. He felt cold all over.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that the windows of the room were not closed tightly, and the cold air was coming in.

After getting up, Qin sang closed the window tightly and went back to bed again. This time, he tossed and turned for a long time before he fell asleep again.