Dr. Jiang is shy again

Around ten o'clock, Song Shuang woke up very dazed, Jiang Hua was no longer around her.

She picked up her phone and looked at it, only to realize that it was getting late.

Song Shuang stretched her waist, stretched her limbs, and folded the two quilts. The useless one was crumpled and squeezed into a corner, half of which fell to the floor.

In the end, only one came in handy.

Last night... As soon as I thought of this, a kind of shame began to spread from my heart, and Song Shuang's face was stained with a thin powder.

This feeling is love.

After washing up, Song Shuang opened the social software, only to see the good morning that Jiang Hua sent her.

She returned early in the morning in a happy mood.

Jiang Hua replied quickly, and she replied in a few minutes, at least faster than she expected.

Jiang Hua: Have you had breakfast?

Song Shuang replied that she ate. She just woke up, so how could she eat? If she said she didn't eat, the other party would definitely urge her to eat.

Jiang Hua: Do you want to have lunch together, I miss you just after we parted.

Jiang Hua's words were very straightforward. Song Shuang blushed and her heart beat, and hesitated for a moment before saying yes.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Song Shuang looked through the cat's eyes before opening the door. The person outside the door was Shen Ping, who was wearing a women's suit that hadn't changed all year round, and looked very serious and capable.

"Mom, why are you here?" Song Shuang closed the door, Shen Ping was already one step ahead of her, looked around the living room, and sat down on the sofa.

She is more like a hostess than her.

"All the calls are coming to me, can I not come?"

Song Shuang stopped pouring cold water, poured it full and handed it to Shen Ping, before asking, "Whose phone number?"

"Who else is asking me, the program crew, you don't know what you're doing." Shen Ping took the water and drank it all in one gulp.

Song Shuang was at a loss, completely unable to understand what her mother said: "What program group, what did I do?"

Seeing her confused look, Shen Ping really didn't know, and was going to directly recount what the other party said to her on the phone.

"What program group is it called? Yes, yes, yes, I remembered, that program group is called "Dancing"!" Shen Ping is very busy with her daily work, and she also answers a lot of calls every day, so she still remembers it pretty well.

Song Shuang seems to have a vague impression of the word "dancing". When watching TV with Jiang Hua before, I saw such a variety show, which was related to dancers.

"Why are they calling you, and how did they get your contact information?" Song Shuang frowned slightly.

"They said they contacted you, but they didn't. How easy it is to get someone's phone number now. I don't even remember how many copies of my business card have been sent out."

In the past two days, there were indeed strange calls coming in, because they were not local calls, and the beginning of the number was a bit strange, so Song Shuang didn't answer it. There are too many scam calls now, and everyone has a sense of prevention.

"They said they wanted to invite you to be the mentor for the next season, and they briefly introduced this show to me. It's very similar to an audition. It gathers dancers from all over the world, and there are all kinds of dances."

Song Shuang didn't quite believe it. Generally, the tutors invited by this kind of program are famous, and she didn't know why the other party came to her.

"Mom, don't be fooled. What qualifications do I have to be a teacher?"

Although Shen Ping didn't support Song Shuang's career as a dancer, she didn't like her belittling herself. Could it be that the pile of large and small trophies at home were fake?

If Song Shuang had been walking this way without any damage to her feet, she would have gone further on this way. None of the teachers who taught her had said that she was talented.

"Why are you not qualified? You are worse than anyone else. I don't think the dance instructors in those variety shows are as professional as you."

This was the first time Song Shuang heard Shen Ping's words of affirmation for her, and the feeling of being filled in her heart was indescribable.

Although it came late, she still heard it.

"Mom, you've finally confirmed me." Song Shuang's eyebrows and eyes were curved, with tiny stars twinkling in his eyes, and his smile was warm and healing.

Shen Ping was stunned. She just understood the meaning of Song Shuang's words, so she didn't know what to say.

Ever since Song Shuang's study became tense, she has been denying her dancing and forcing her to learn, but the tighter the pressure, the more rebellious she becomes, just like a spring, the tighter it is pressed, the more it bounces.

As a result, her foot suffered irreversible damage. She will never forget the way Song Shuang looked at her at the beginning. The emotions of helplessness and despair were intertwined. When she saw her indifferent eyes, she felt more hatred.

The dream broke into countless fragments. She was so sad at that time, but as a mother, she didn't even give her a single piece of relief.

Song Shuang's temperament is gentle and makes people feel very comfortable. She has always known that there is a dark corner in her heart that does not shine.

"Are you going to this show?" Shen Ping doesn't know how to say provocative words. After being in the mall for a long time, her heart has already become indifferent. When facing her family, her softness will still be revealed a little bit.

It would be a lie for Song Shuang to say that the program "Dancing" is not attractive. The gathering of dancers from all over the world is a wonderful exchange, and she can appreciate it and learn a lot.

"I'll think about it." Song Shuang said after a long silence.

Shen Ping knew that Song Shuang would be interested, so she made this trip specially. Song Shuang doesn't have a stable job now, and she is idle at home. She might like to be a tutor in dance-related variety shows.

"Then I'll give you the contact information."

"it is good."

Song Shuang added the wechat of the producer of the program group and noted his name. The other party quickly passed and sent two wechat messages.

She replied directly, still thinking about it.

Shen Ping watched her fiddle with her mobile phone, she turned on the TV, and tuned to the variety show "Dancing", the latest season of this show has ended, no wonder she is looking for a new mentor now.

Since Song Shuang might be going to this show, she had to watch it to find out.

Song Shuang doesn't know as much about the entertainment industry as Wen Mi. Wen Mi has been in the entertainment industry and has participated in many variety shows. It's not wrong to refer to her opinion.

Song Shuang called Wen Mi, and it was her assistant who answered the phone, saying that Wen Mi was filming now, if there was anything she could relay.

Song Shuang still wanted to talk to Wen Mi in person, and hung up after instructing Wen Mi to call back when she was free.

"Mom, aren't you in a hurry to leave?" Song Shuang was surprised to see Shen Ping leisurely watching TV.

"Stay with you later, I will be driven away." Shen Ping didn't even look at her.

Song Shuang shook his head and sat beside her.

She spends very little time with her parents, especially when she moved out independently and rarely goes home. They are also busy with work, so it is good to see her once a month.

Over time, she got used to having no relatives around her.

Now that Shen Ping was by her side, she suddenly wanted to act like a baby, maybe she was too emotional today, but she was past the age of acting like a baby, so it was good to simply look at her like this.

Song Shuang and Shen Ping watched two episodes of "Dancing" and it was noon. Shen Ping suggested cooking for her, but she refused because she had an appointment with Jiang Hua.

Shen Ping was still a little unhappy at first, but when she heard that it was Jiang Hua, that unhappy dissipated.

"You really should have a meal with Jiang Hua, and thank her well. You were taken care of by her when you were hospitalized."

Shen Ping's words were too earnest, and Song Shuang didn't know what Shen Ping's reaction would be if she knew about their relationship.

"Ah."

"I'll take you there."

No need to take a taxi Song Shuang is naturally happy: "Okay."

On the way to the hospital, Song Shuang sent a text message to Jiang Hua. Shen Ping chatted with her casually.

"Does Xiaohua have a date now? She is also on the [-]th. Time flies so fast."

Song Shuang looked out the car window, she knew very well whether Jiang Hua had a date, and her future girlfriend was likely to be her.

"Not yet."

"If you don't have one for the time being, you have someone to develop. Look at you. You are 26 and haven't been in a relationship yet. When will I see you get married and have children?"

"Mom, why is it involving me? I'm not in a hurry." It's not that Song Shuang has never been urged, especially during the Chinese New Year, but she just doesn't have any thoughts about it.

Now that she has it, the words "marry and have children" disgust her.

People who are close to her know her sexual orientation, and she has done a good job of keeping it secret. Her parents have never known it.

"Don't be in a hurry. You don't want to find young talents for you." Because there was a precedent, Shen Ping would not force Song Shuang to do things she didn't want, and she valued her wishes.

"I have my own ideas." Song Shuang looked at the backing traffic and buildings, and was almost at the hospital where Jiang Hua was.

Shen Ping knew it was useless to talk too much, so she ended the topic.

It happened to be Jiang Hua's off-duty time when she arrived at the hospital. Song Shuang waited at the door for a while, and saw Jiang Hua walking quickly within a few minutes.

She was still wearing a white coat, and she walked with wind, with an awe-inspiring demeanor, completely different from the soft and sticky her last night.

"Sister, let's go eat."

Opening her mouth became the soft little flower in her heart again.

"Okay." Song Shuang replied.

There are many restaurants near the hospital, and Song Shuang followed Jiang Hua to a restaurant that seemed to be doing well.

Fortunately, there was a seat, but it was in the corner where the light was relatively poor. Song Shuang didn't care. When they had dinner with Wen Mi, they often sat in the corner.

"Sister, this restaurant is full of home-cooked food, and they are all delicious." Jiang Hua scanned the QR code for ordering food on her mobile phone on the table, and handed her the phone after the interface came out.

Song Shuang took it and looked at the dishes seriously when a WeChat message popped up on her phone.

Yan Leshan: Teacher, when are you going to confess your love, grasp the timing well.

Yan Leshan: Don't be cowardly, go boldly, I also like Sister Song very much, victory is just around the corner.

Song Shuang raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua didn't realize it: "Sister, what do you want to eat, I'm not short of money, I invite you."

"I want to eat cauliflower." Song Shuang said lightly.

Jiang Hua took the phone back, carefully flipped through the categories on it, but couldn't find the cauliflower after searching for a long time.

"Why don't we change one?"

Seeing how serious she was, Song Shuang smiled: "No need, sooner or later you'll get it."

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