After Song Ja'an went back, she got the news that she failed the audition on the same day.

Because there was no other arrangement, she was not interested in anything, and just played Yan Jin's songs on a loop in the house.

Xiaoxiao entered the door and saw her listless, for fear that something would go wrong: "Let's go out for a walk today." ”

"I don't want to, I might as well sleep." Song Ja'an lay lazily on the sofa, unable to see any expression.

"You've been sleeping for two or three days." Seeing that she had slept for so long, the assistant had a sad face, so he had no choice but to pull her up.

Song Ja An sat like a puppet.

"There's a dance performance in a few days, why don't you join in?" Xiaoxiao knew that Song Ja'an couldn't stay alone for too long, so she arranged something for her to divert her attention.

Song Ja'an didn't reply, just nodded.

The next day, she went to the dance troupe to rehearse.

Yan Jin has been wanting to create new works recently, but he has no way to write every time, and the last time he heard Song Ja'an Yang Yan fall to the gold master, he was always unconsciously bored.

He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"Yo, has Yan Dacai encountered a creative bottleneck?"

A "mockery" came from the doorway.

In the doorway stood a blond-haired man, the corners of his mouth curled into a casual smile.

He is Qin Qiming, who has recently become famous because of several micro-movies, and he is standing here at the moment teasing his friend Yan Jin.

"Remember to knock." Yan Jin was not angry, but dissatisfied with his sudden incursion.

Qin Qiming walked in and leaned generously next to him: "I knocked, but someone was addicted to creation and didn't hear it, but it's the first time I've seen you create with this kind of expression." ”

"Something?" Yan Jin raised his eyebrows.

"Ahem, I've been preparing a micro-film recently, and I haven't been able to find a suitable dancer, there is a dance performance today, I plan to go over and take a look, if I find a suitable person, it may not be."

Qin Qiming stood up straight and placed an admission ticket on the table.

Then he paced back and forth, looking curiously at everything in the room.

Yan Jin also has tickets himself.

Maybe there will be unexpected gains in a different environment, and he slowly spoke: "Let's go together." ”

Before Qin Qiming could express his surprise, Yan Jin had already walked out of the room, and he had no choice but to follow.

"What's going on today? Unprecedented, come out with me. Qin Qiming, who was driving, finally had a chance and asked him curiously.

Yan Jin folded his slender legs, and his eyes kept falling on the window: "There is a lack of a driver today." ”

"You!"

Qin Qiming couldn't help but roll his eyes, and didn't ask, God knows what more annoying things he would say.

The two came to the performance venue, because they were VIPs, they walked through the special passage and were not noticed by others, and they were also arranged to take a seat.

As the lights of the stage turned on, the audience was silent for a while, and a dancer fell "from the sky" in the middle of the stage, standing lightly on one leg and a small bell tied to his white ankles, causing an uproar in the audience.

Yan Jin quickly recognized that the dancer on the stage was Song Ja'an, whose foot was injured a few days ago, but now he can stand here and dance.

His eyebrows furrowed.

It's really restless, don't you know if you're injured, or if you're going to get rid of a foot?

Song Ja'an inadvertently danced, and caught a glimpse of Yan Jin in the VIP seat.

Even though it was a little dim, she could still feel the coldness in the man's eyes.

How did he end up here?

Song Ci'an was puzzled.

But thinking that this is a stage play, Yan Dacai probably has the interest to come over and take a look.

Without thinking too much, Song Ja An continued to dance, thinking that he could end the performance smoothly.