Chapter 375 I will read my apology in front of everyone

Xia Qingxi didn't feel surprised to hear that he cared about Mo Ya. After all, they were all so familiar friends, and it was normal to care about her. She nodded and replied:

"Okay, I'll tell her."

As they were talking, they had already reached a fork in the road, so Xia Qingxi said goodbye to Su Xiangnan and walked straight to the training ground.

Mo Ya was a little surprised to see Xia Qingxi coming over. She knew that Xia Qingxi was injured, and she wanted her to have a good rest, so she didn't ask her to coach herself. She didn't expect her to come over.

"Qingxi, I can practice by myself. You have a head injury, so you don't need to come to practice with me." When Xia Qingxi approached, Mo Ya said hurriedly.

"Why do you want to be lazy? Don't you want me to supervise you?" Xia Qingliu deliberately made a joke.

"No, no." Mo Ya waved her hands quickly. She didn't realize that Xia Qingying was joking, and quickly said,

"I won't be lazy."

"That's hard to say." Xia Qingying smiled and continued,

"I have to watch you to feel at ease. You know that I am going to be a teacher in the art troupe. You are my first student. If you don't practice well, wouldn't that ruin my job?"

After hearing what Xia Qingying said, Mo Ya realized that if she didn't practice well, there would be such serious consequences. How could she bear to ruin Xia Qingying's job, so she quickly said,

"I will practice hard and will definitely not let you lose your job."

Looking at Mo Ya with a serious face, Xia Qingying felt that she was really simple and cute. She had no defenses against her friend at all, and she believed whatever she said.

"Then you should do some warm-up exercises first, and I will help you stretch the tendons in your legs." Xia Qingxiang looked at Moya and said.

Under Xia Qingxiang's guidance, Moya did several sets of warm-up exercises. After her body adapted, Xia Qingxiang asked her to hold the iron railing and do the splits. He was behind her, holding her shoulders and applying pressure to her.

For someone who had no previous dance foundation, this stretching process was very painful. Moya was sweating on her head.

A 24-year-old person had to stretch his tendons in a short time. The pain can be imagined. Although Xia Qingxiang felt a little bit reluctant, the splits were a basic movement and must be done if she wanted to dance.

"If you feel pain, you can shout it out." Xia Qingxi said to Mo Ya. Although shouting it out would not relieve the pain, it could cheer herself up and divert some of her attention.

"It's alright..." Mo Ya gritted her teeth and persisted. Although she was a little breathless due to the pain, she still tried not to make any sound.

In her mind, everything can be endured.

When she followed her mother to remarry and live in that impoverished family, she had to wash clothes and cook at the age of four. The "grandmother" at home hated her for not being her own son and often beat her behind her mother's back. In order not to make things difficult for her mother, she endured it and didn't say anything.

When she grew up and went to school, her classmates mocked her and called her a "bastard". They threw stones at her. She threw stones back. As a result, they came to her house. In order to explain to them, her stepfather slapped her and kicked her. In order to protect her, her mother was also beaten. Later, she endured it and never fought back again because she was afraid of being beaten, and she was even more afraid of causing her mother to be beaten. Later

, her mother passed away, and she was taken to the army. Mo Zhenzhen bullied her, and Zhu Wanru suppressed her mentally. She could only endure it because if she was sent back, she would have to face her stepfather who had ulterior motives and her "grandmother" who wanted to sell her for a dowry at any time.

Crying, shouting, and losing temper were simply luxurious emotions that she could not have. Without a background, no one cared about her, no one was valued, and no one loved her, if she wanted to have a place to stay and survive, she could only rely on two words - endure.

Xia Qingli knew that she was trying her best to endure, and she also knew that she must have been used to it over the years, so she remained silent even in such a painful situation.

But everyone has the right to express their emotions, and there is nothing shameful in shouting out when it hurts. And if you keep holding it in, half of your strength will be mentally divided, and you won't be able to completely open up your body. So, he encouraged her from behind :

"Moya, shout out!"

Although Moya's clothes were soaked with pain, she still clenched her teeth. Xia Qingying increased the strength in his hands, and when he felt that Moya was about to reach her limit , he shouted loudly:

"Shout."

Due to the limit of her body and Xia Qingying's hint, Moya finally stopped holding it in and shouted out loudly:

"Ah..."

After breaking through the psychological defense line, everything became a natural thing. Next, Moya stopped gritting her teeth and her body stretched further.

After finishing his meal, Su Xiangnan passed by the training ground on his way back. He stopped unconsciously when he heard the low "scream" inside.

He knew how painful ligament stretching was. In order to practice the hard-core leg techniques of free fighting, special forces members would forcibly stretch their ligaments. As long as they practiced this, even the toughest men would scream in pain, and some would even cry.

Now looking at the thin girl, even though her face was pale with pain, she still tried to persevere, and she was unconsciously moved.

In order to get better, she really worked hard!

After standing there for a long time, Su Xiangnan did not disturb her and turned away.

When the training was almost done, Xia Qingling let go of her hand and told her that it was enough.

Mo Ya pulled her legs back little by little, and before she knew it, her face was already covered with tears.

"Can you hold on tomorrow?" Xia Qingling wiped the sweat and tears off Mo Ya's face with her sleeve and asked softly.

The pain on Mo Ya's face had not yet faded, but her eyes were extremely firm, and she uttered a word forcefully:

"Yes!"

*

The next day was Monday, and the result of Li Yan's punishment was also announced:

a serious warning, and submit a profound written self-criticism. If she commits the same offense again, she will be expelled immediately.

Soon Li Yan was notified to submit a written self-criticism to the art troupe. After she arrived at the art troupe, she went directly to find the troupe leader.

Li Yan said that her written self-criticism had been written, but she had to read it in front of everyone, and put forward the condition that Lu Jingqi and Xia Qingling must be present.

Director Mu of the art troupe frowned at the new recruit who showed no remorse in front of him, and reminded him in a cold voice:

"Comrade Li Yan, you need to understand the situation. You are here to accept punishment, not to make demands!"

"I am here to accept the punishment. To show my sincerity, I now apply to read my self-criticism in front of all the leaders of the regiment." Li Yan did not admit her fault at all, and even had a hint of provocation:

"Isn't it Commander Lu who punished me? He should be present." At this point, Li Yan's lips curled up with a smile:

"And Comrade Xia Qingli who was wronged by me, I also want to apologize to her in front of all the leaders."