Even though she had passed the preliminary round before with good results, she had never felt this sense of relief.
She said, "Then I'll practice a little longer."
"Sure, I'll step out for some fresh air," Jiang Zhe walked out, unlocked his phone, and replied to the message from Yang Feiliu.
Yang Feiliu had somehow gotten hold of a bottle of fine wine and was asking if she wanted to come drink.
"Not going. Remember to find the medicine for me."
The medicine referred to the necessary drugs for Qin Feng's childbirth.
"Alright, alright, I know. I'll tell you as soon as I have any leads, but now I'm going to open the bottle."
Jiang Zhe tucked away his phone and noticed lights on in the direction of the dance studio.
Inside, a boy was dancing modern dance, full of tension.
It was Si Qing.
Si Qing had always been nonconformist in class. His grades were good, although he stayed in the unnamed class, but Jiang Zhe hadn't expected his dancing to be this impressive.
