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Fang Xuan sent the director off with gratitude.The first group came down, and the other two went up instead of Dong Jian.Dong Jian took Fang Xuan's hand and asked anxiously, "Is He Ying not coming?"

"Where is her home? I'll go and have a look." Fang Xuan patted Dong Jian's hand, "I'll definitely drag her here."

"Winter picking".At this time someone came in at the door.Fang Xuan and Dong Jian turned their heads to look together, and saw He Ying being carried in by her father.

"Dong Jian, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Before He Ying finished speaking, tears came down first.Crouching on her father's shoulders, weeping.

"What's wrong with you? Don't cry, let's solve something together." Dong Jian ran to He Ying and patted her on the back.

"When He Ying came, she fell down the stairs and broke her right foot." He Ying's father sighed and looked at Dong Jian with a heavy face. "Dong Jian. I'm sorry. She can't participate in the competition."

"It's okay. We'll come back next time." Dong Jian patted He Ying's back and comforted him softly.He said nothing, but there were tears in his eyes

He Ying looked up at him, with snot and tears all over her face, and said in a crying voice, "You worked so hard, it was so hard, you finally passed the test and entered the finals, but because of me..." He Ying couldn't continue, crying bitterly stand up.

Dong Jian put his head on He Ying's, patted her on the back, sucked his nose vigorously, and murmured, "It's okay, it's okay, there will be another time"

So many days of hope, so many days of hard work, all in vain.

Fang Xuan clenched her fists, feeling really unwilling, wishing to smash a hole in the god, this god is too short-sighted, to torture people like this.

"Fang Xuan, I can make a girl with a broken bone dance, on the condition that you find Qingyu for me."A very familiar voice whispered softly in Fang Xuan's ear.

Fang Xuan was startled, and looked to the side, and there was a faint figure standing beside her, looking at her with touching eyes expectantly

Fang Xuan's hair stood on end, staring at her and taking a few steps back, this faint figure was exactly the same as the princess in the dream.

"I let her dance, you help me find Qingyu." The figure pointed to He Ying who was crying.

Fang Xuan looked around, everyone around was busy, Dong Jian and He Ying cried with their heads together, He Ying's father sighed and lowered his head.No one looked at her.Didn't they all see the princess who suddenly appeared?After staying for a while, Fang Xuan finally came to his senses——I've seen the devil again.

"I let her dance, you help me find sapphire." The princess repeated again.

Can He Ying dance?Fang Xuan's eyes lit up, and she nodded without thinking. The princess's later talk about finding Qingyu didn't go through her mind at all. Now she can only ask He Ying to dance, and Fang Xuan would probably nod if she asked Fang Xuan to kill and set fire.The princess smiled slightly, walked towards He Ying, and disappeared suddenly when she walked beside her.He Ying, who was sobbing, suddenly raised her head, and Chao Dongjian said, "I can dance."

Dong Jian thought that He Ying was trying to be brave, and forced a smile, "We will come to participate next time, and heal your foot injury first."

He Ying looked at Fang Xuan, and repeated "I can dance" in an unquestionable tone. Then, she struggled off her father's back, and walked around the ground with light steps under the surprised eyes of the three of them.

"You...your...foot is healed?" He Ying's father looked at his daughter with incredible eyes, and reached out to lift He Ying's trousers in disbelief to see if her fractured ankle was healed.

He Ying hid his hand and walked into the dressing room next to her.After a while, she walked out of the dressing room in a dance costume, her slender ankles were not injured at all.The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her face was full of pride, a kind of innate pride showed from her body.