Chapter 1372

hospital.

Jiang Lingyun came to the ward and saw that Wang Jing's drops had just hung up. He hurried to call a nurse.

When the nurse took the drip bottle away, Wang Jing touched her slender hand and looked at Jiang Lingyun. She hesitated and said, "brother Jiang, didn't you go back? Did you quarrel with that sister about me?"

Jiang Lingyun's face is not very good-looking. Wang Jing is a little uneasy at the thought of Wen ruoqing's attitude towards herself.

That sister is so fierce. She's really afraid that she won't allow Jiang Lingyun to take care of herself again.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal."

Jiang Lingyun sat on the sofa, rubbed the swollen temples, looked into Wang Jing's timid eyes and said with a smile: "Xiaojing, I said I was going to help you go to school. Do you think you should go back to senior three and then enter a famous university?"

First arrange Wang Jing's affairs properly, and then make other plans.

Hearing the speech, Wang Jing shook her head again and again.

"Brother Jiang, I don't want to go back to high school. In fact, my grades are only average. Even if I go back to senior three, I can't be admitted to college. If I can't go to a good university, I'm afraid I'll lose face."

Her grades are only medium, not top-notch.

Besides, she doesn't particularly like school.

"I'm not afraid of losing face, but if you don't go to college, what do you want to do? What's your hobby?"

Jiang Lingyun asked casually.

Wang Jing thought, opened her mouth and wanted to stop talking.

Seeing this, Jiang Lingyun said with a smile, "what's the matter? Can't you speak?"

Wang Jing pursed her lips, shook her head and lowered her eyes slightly.

"Brother Jiang, if I say I like singing, do you think I'm right?"

She has loved singing and dancing since she was a child.

But she also knew that with the conditions of her family, she could not engage in work related to art.

I can only keep this hobby in my heart.

Now, Jiang Lingyun said she wanted to help herself. Her first thought was that maybe the opportunity came.

She doesn't want to engage in boring work. She wants to develop in this area.

Hearing Wang Jing's words, Jiang Lingyun said with a smile, "it's a good thing to like singing. How can it be called not doing business?"

He could also hear that the girl had a good voice.

If she really likes singing, she can develop in this direction.

"But that's what my aunts and uncles say about me. However, my grandmother said, my voice is like an Oriole. Brother Jiang, if you don't dislike it, I'll sing you a song!"

Wang Jing looked at Jiang Lingyun with big beautiful eyes, which made people unconsciously soften their hearts.

Jiang Lingyun smiled and nodded, "OK, you sing a song for me to listen to."

"Yes."

A glimmer of excitement flashed across Wang Jing's small face, nodded heavily and hurriedly got out of bed.

She cleared her throat, looked ahead and sang.

The woman's figure is slim, and the wide hospital clothes make her figure more weak and slender.

Her voice is soft and sweet. With her beautiful facial features and a pair of big talking eyes, it makes people listen and look very pleasant.

The voice is good. Although the level is only ordinary, it may be a rare talent after professional training.

Jiang Lingyun listened quietly, the corners of her mouth bent slightly, and a trace of approval flashed in her eyes.

If she really likes singing, he will help her realize her dream.

At the end of the song, Wang Jing looked at Jiang Lingyun and said, "brother Jiang, am I singing very hard?"