In the early morning, the first day slowly rose, and the remaining gloom of the room from last night gradually faded for a minute. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As usual, Han Zhun was woken up today. The left leg, which was injured in an accident from last night's performance, did not get better at the moment, and the sharp pain from the leg made him unable to ignore, and again and again, the pain went up along the blood and meridians, slowly piercing the heart.

Han Zhun frowned and tried to move his left leg. No, it hurt so much that he couldn't help but grin and gasp. Han Zhun took out his mobile phone and dialed Xie Yiyi's phone: "Hey, Sister Yiyi, I'm sorry to wake you up so early." As he spoke, Han Zhun gave up his intention to lift his left leg. Yes, it wasn't good to be injured last night, and the hot compress didn't have much effect. Yes, can you ask Team Doctor Zhang to take a look again? Thanks, well, sorry for the trouble. I'm really sorry. After hanging up the phone, Han Zhun got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He foamed as he thought back to how many injuries he had been injured since he joined the Provincial Ballet. When I was younger, from the beginning of dance practice, to professional school, including going to Europe to study, the number of injuries in different periods was really too many. Today the muscle is strained, tomorrow the foot is worn out, the day after tomorrow the waist is twisted, and the day after tomorrow the leg falls... After too many times, it seems that everyone is used to it.

Han Zhun took the cup and poured water to rinse his mouth, doubting himself a little for the first time. Is the job he loves really his lifelong career? As he grew older, sicker, and less stamina, could he stay at the center of the company and continue to shine? Just as Han Zhun was thinking nonsense, the doorbell of the room rang.

Han Zhun quickly spit out the water in his mouth, took a towel and wiped it, and ran out to open the door. Standing outside the door were Xie Yiyi, Team Doctor Zhang, and Huo Xieyang.

Han Zhun looked at Huo Xieyang in surprise and asked, "You didn't sleep early in the morning, why did you come with you?" ”

Huo Xieyang is also one of the core actors of the Provincial Ballet Troupe, and he usually has a good relationship with Han Zhun, but now he is in a state of semi-vacation.

"I lived in the same room with Yiyi, so I came together." Huo Xieyang said to Han Zhun with a wink.

Xie Yiyi heard it and scolded angrily: "Don't ruin my reputation." Your skin will also deceive the little girl outside. ”

"Okay, okay, it's not you." Huo Xieyang smiled hippiely, turned to Team Doctor Zhang and said, "I actually slept with Team Doctor Zhang." Team Doctor Zhang, who was named, smiled, ignored him, opened his medical box, and took out ice packs and medicinal oil.

Han Zhun looked at Huo Xieyang, then at Xie Yiyi and Team Doctor Zhang, and didn't dare to say anything. He has never been interested in these lace news in the dance troupe, as long as he is not involved in right and wrong.

Team Doctor Zhang examined Han Zhun's left leg and took out an ice pack and applied it to it. She said: "It's been 12 hours, and the effect of the ice is not too great, but I see that your leg is a little swollen compared to last night, so let's see if the swelling can be reduced by applying ice for a while." Team Doctor Zhang stared at Han Zhun, thought for a while, and added: "Hurt muscles and bones for a hundred days, there is no quick-acting medicine, it is better to rest more." I suggest that you don't play the remaining two performances, change people, and wait until you return to the provincial capital to see the situation before deciding whether to return to the team. ”

Han Zhun was stunned. All he could do was a loud buzzing sound, and he couldn't hear anything for a moment. After sending away Team Doctor Zhang and the other three, Han Zhun lay on the bed, thinking about Team Doctor Zhang's last words.

He, Han Zhun, can't ask for a stand-in. Absolutely not.

As long as you have it once, and the performance of the stand-in is not too bad, everyone will find that you are not irreplaceable. This is a very bad thing, and Han Joon will never allow himself to send such a red flag to the dance company. He is him, Han Zhun is the only Han Zhun, no one can be replaced, and no one has the ability and opportunity to replace him. Thinking like this, his left leg didn't seem to hurt anymore, Han Zhun closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the window, the morning sun has risen high.

Zhao Shuangwei slept this morning. She was a little annoyed, seeing that she was going to be late, she pouted, and she didn't know who to be angry with, so she simply broke the jar and broke it, got up and washed her face and combed her hair without hurrying, and slowly finished eating a loaf of bread, and then drank the milk prepared for the road at home. There was really nothing to do, so Zhao Shuangwei went out.

Next to the bus stop, Yang Sang was waiting anxiously. After seeing Zhao Shuangwei, his face softened, and he smiled shallowly, revealing his white and neat teeth.

"Have you slept, why don't you answer the phone." Although eager, Yang Sang didn't blame her.

Zhao Shuangwei looked around, there were more than half of the people waiting for the car than usual, she sighed in her heart, and sighed that the peak period was as short as a girl's youth.

"Didn't look at my phone." Zhao Shuangwei was inexplicably depressed, and as soon as the 714 bus stopped, she took the lead in getting on the bus and left Yang Sang behind.

Yang Sang followed closely, not unhappy.

Speechless all the way.

Zhao Shuang chose a single seat and sat down, looking out the window. Yang Sang stood next to her, silently looking at her side face, not daring to disturb. The two got off at the Experimental Middle School Station as usual.

When I walked into the classroom, the first class had already started for more than ten minutes. As soon as Zhao Shuangwei and Yang Sang appeared, a sigh sounded in the classroom. Yang Sang's tablemate, Cai Lindi, also took the lead in blowing a loud whistle.

Zhao Shuangwei walked to his seat and sat down angrily, deliberately making the sound of pulling the chair louder to express his dissatisfaction.

"What's the matter, Yang Sang provoked you?" Chen Shixu sensed Zhao Shuangwei's strange mood and asked cautiously.

"It has nothing to do with him, I can't tell." Zhao Shuangwei didn't want to lose her temper and endured the displeasure in her heart. What happened today, she really can't say. At the end, she added: "Maybe my menstrual period is approaching, and I'm not in a good mood." ”

Chen Shixu suddenly let out an "oh" and ended the conversation.

On the other side of the classroom, Yang Sang and Cai Lindi were also whispering under their desks.

"Are you guys together?" Cai Lindi lowered his voice and asked gossipily. He and Yang Sang have been at the same table since the beginning of school, and in addition to basketball, the most chatted between them is Zhao Shuangwei.

"Not yet. I'm going to ask her out to watch a movie over the weekend and then confess. Thinking of his plan, Yang Sang couldn't help but smile, "Do you think Zhao Shuangwei will agree to watch a movie with me?" As long as Zhao Shuangwei agreed, then this matter would be counted as five points.

Yang Sang, who fantasized about a good weekend, felt better the more he thought about it, and finally couldn't hold back and laughed secretly.