Liu Chunhua's eyes looked at Han Xiaoya indifferently, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The classroom was silent.

Han Xiaoya cried for a while, sniffed, wiped the tears from her face, rearranged her slightly messy hair, and began to hold her hands on the bar and do flexibility exercises.

The surrounding students were all looking at her silently, and there was a bit of sympathy in their eyes.

"Han Xiaoya, you don't have to be sad, you didn't understand what I said. After a while, Liu Chun suddenly said lightly: "You are different from An Ge. ”

Han Xiaoya stopped her movements and looked back at her.

Liu Chunhua said: "You are much better than her, although she has good talent, high understanding, and is a good seedling to be an actor, but she has no perseverance, and she gave up when she encountered a little setback. Liu Chunhua lowered his voice and said hatefully: "She is a coward." ”

Her words made the other people in the classroom look at each other.

Zhou Tingting approached Li Jing and lowered her voice and said: "I think Mr. Liu's saying this is also a bit excessive, An Ge can't dance because of his injury, and now the weather is cold and there will be a faint pain, how can you say that people are cowards." ”

Li Jing nodded and said, "Maybe it's because Teacher Liu liked Ange too much before, she loves her so much, she is too disappointed." ”

Zhou Tingting muttered: "Then you can't say that Sister An Ge, in front of so many people." Look, what is going to happen to Han Xiaoya again. ”

Sure enough, when Han Xiaoya heard Liu Chunhua's words, she immediately burst into tears and smiled, her eyes showing a smug brilliance, but she still lowered her head and said extremely humbly: "Sister An Ge didn't mention the puppet dance because her leg was not healed, if her leg was better, she would definitely participate in our rehearsal, Teacher Liu, don't blame her." ”

Liu Chunhua snorted and said, "There is no good in the leg? It's almost a year, and she hasn't healed yet?" Hey, forget it, she doesn't have our art troupe in her heart, and she only thinks about making movies and getting ahead by herself." Alas. ”

After speaking, she sighed heavily and clapped her palms: "Let's all gather, let's continue to practice." I don't believe it, without her, I can't find a dancer who can take the lead. ”

The smile on Han Xiaoya's face froze, but she quickly cheered up, quickly ran to the center of the field, raised her arms, and prepared for the move.

……

While Han Xiaoya was worried, An Ge was also worried.

On New Year's Day and New Year's Day, the actors of the art troupe were busy rehearsing the show, and she was the only one who seemed to be leisurely and out of place with the people around her.

The work of the costume and props warehouse is simple, no need to use her brain, except for the inventory and sorting every month, she is almost idle.

Jia Ming and Captain Zheng ignored her status, and Yang Lixin turned a blind eye to her, and now the whole group thinks that she does not participate in the activities of the group except for making movies.

This state of affairs made her uneasy.

Although the study of cultural classes is still ongoing, she is still unable to take this year's college entrance examination because of the rejection of her application for discharge.

I haven't had any opportunities to perform lately.

Liang Dong told him that Teng Jian'an's film was in the post-editing stage, and the new drama was still under discussion and was not on the agenda.

An Ge had been idle for too long, and he couldn't help but be a little upset.

At night, everyone in the dormitory went to the rehearsal room to work overtime to rehearse, and the whole room was empty.

An Ge read the book for a while, and gradually became a little unable to read, stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the quiet night outside the window.

It began to snow again, and there was no one on the sidewalks, only a row of street lamps shining warmly in the quiet night, and another row of footprints on the ground, the wind blew, and the snow swirled and fluttered low with the breeze.

An Ge's forehead rested against the cold windowpane, and his eyes looked out the window unconsciously.

Snowflakes flew, and at the end of the road, a figure was slowly moving in her direction.

As she got closer, she could tell it was a tall soldier.

On the military uniform, the military hat was covered with a thin layer of white, and it was covered with wind and snow.

The figure approached, stopping at the foot of their dormitory, looking up intently.

An Ge looked at it in a daze for a while, then her eyes widened suddenly, her heart pounded wildly, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and directly pushed open the window and stuck her head out.

The cold wind blew on his face, the snowflakes flew directly into the room, the snow beads hit his face with a little pain, An Ge's head was blown by the cold wind, and he immediately sobered up a lot, but his heart was still beating wildly, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak.

"Ange ......" The people downstairs recognized her and waved at her.

The orange-red brilliance of the street lamp fell into his eyes dots and stars, shining as stars.

"Come down. He said.

An Ge took a deep breath, nodded, slammed the window, grabbed a military coat from the bed, put it on, and rushed out the door.

Rushed all the way downstairs, just out of the door of the dormitory, the ground was already frozen, An Ge did not stand firmly, a stumble, slippery feet, she failed to control the balance of her body, all of a sudden along the ice under her feet, stumbled and slid over, just happened to throw herself into his warm embrace.

Ning Jiashu instinctively held her in his arms, with a somewhat playful smile in his eyes, "Hey, the way you greeted me is very special." He whispered in her ear.

An Ge's face suddenly warmed up, he opened his mouth, and just wanted to speak, only to hear Ning Jiashu say again: "But I like it very much." ”

When he spoke, his slightly cool chin touched An Ge's sideburns, and the warm breath fell on the top of her head, An Ge's body trembled slightly, and his face immediately turned red, and he gently pushed him away.

Ning Jiashu let go of her, looked her up and down a few times, and then smiled: "It seems that you have lost weight, are you tired from filming?"

An Ge shook his head: "It's been almost a month, and no matter how tired you are, you can make up for it." ”

Ning Jiashu scratched the tip of her nose: "Then why did you lose weight?"

An Ge said: "I'm not thin, I haven't lost any orange weight, it's probably because I resumed practicing and I look thin." ”

Ning Jiashu nodded: "Yes." As he spoke, he gently took her arm and looked at her intently.

An Ge was looked at by his focused and deep eyes, his cheeks were hot, and he swallowed his saliva before asking, "Why are you back?"

After she finished asking, she regretted it, she had to ask every time she met, just worried that Ning Jiashu would be a "deserter".

Sure enough, Ning Jiashu also smiled, his long eyelashes flickered, "Of course I'm here to have a mission, and I won't sneak back." ”

An Ge breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good. She was afraid that this young master would not be able to persevere, in that case, she would be more or less disappointed.

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