Seventies Art Troupe (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 6

    Li Xueying still insisted: "What's the difficulty in finding someone, I'll find someone better than Liu Xiaolu this time."

    Li Xueying's teammates were also angry, " Okay , I'll wait, if I can't find me, see how you can talk to the teacher. Explain."

    Xu Ling's team rehearsed well today. The more they practiced, the more understanding they became. Basically, there were no major problems. It would be just right to rehearse for a few days to come on stage, but they have not found any fill up yet.

    After the rehearsal, Yu Xiaowan also looked worried, "What should I do? I won’t find anyone to perform in a few days. Even if I find someone the soonest tomorrow, I’m afraid I won’t have time to rehearse."

    Xu Ling thought of something, "You go back today. Well, I’ll look for it myself.” After

    leaving the school, Xu Ling went back home. She went to the entrance of the hospital and bought some fruits from the supply and marketing agency store. She had already asked the teacher before coming, Li Xiayun 32 beds on the second floor of the inpatient department.

    Li Xiayun was the student who had undergone appendicitis surgery before. Xu Ling learned from the memory of the original owner that Li Xiayun's dancing skills have always been good.

    Xu Ling carried the fruit and found the ward. Li Xiayun was taking some drips. Her mother was helping her to cut the apple. Seeing Xu Ling coming, Li Xiayun looked surprised.

    "Are there any side effects from this medicine? I have hallucinations."

    Yang Mei glared at her, and said abhorribly: "This child, he talks nonsense all day long."

    "What nonsense do I say, see if there is someone behind me ." "

    Yang Mei turned her head to see that there was a person, and she was looking at her daughter with the fruit.

    Xu Ling yelled sweetly, "Hello Auntie."

    "I am Xia Yun's classmate, I will come to see her, this is the fruit I gave Xia Yun to put on the table for you."

    She said that she put it on the table. The fruit is placed on the bedside table of Li Xiayun's hospital bed.

    Yang Mei hurriedly moved a stool to make Xu Ling, "You kid, come here and bring something."

    " Have you eaten yet."

    Xu Ling shook his head, "I'll go back to eat after reading Xia Yun."

    "I'm planning to serve Xiaoyun. Since I haven't eaten, I'll eat with Xiaoyun, sit here and wait first." Xu Ling was not allowed to speak, Yang Mei Just left.

    "Is the sun coming out from the west today?" Li Xiayun asked Xu Ling.

    Xu Ling nodded, "Perhaps, I didn't pay attention to where I came from."

    Li Xiayun gave her a white look, "If you have something to say, don't chirp."

    "The director arranged for me the recent art performance of the school. We had a show, but we lacked a person, you..."

    Before Xu Ling could finish speaking, Li Xiayun immediately interrupted her, "Stop!"

    "Did you not see that I was taking some drips? Thank you for speaking out."

    Xu Ling also felt that it was really unrealistic for a patient to dance, and even if Li Xiayun was discharged from the hospital, it was not suitable for jumping around.