The life of a scholar of the system vase girl

Chapter 119

"Excuse me, teacher, can I think about it?" Song Jiaran said into the phone apologetically.

"Eh?" The teacher on the other side of the phone seemed a little surprised, and forgot to speak for a moment. After all, Capital University is the best university in Asia, and it ranks fourth even in the world's university rankings.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I have something urgent, so I'll hang up first!" Song Jiaran said politely and hung up the phone.

But who knew that she had just hung up the phone, and when she was about to leave, the phone rang again.

So in the next few minutes, Song Jiaran received a total of three admission calls from key domestic universities.

In the end, when Song Jiaran left the house, she felt that her little heart was still beating. This kind of thing was completely impossible to happen before, but today, she received so many messages from her before. The unreachable college admissions call made her, who was originally depressed, feel a little better.

Song Jiaran took a taxi to Mama Song's favorite breakfast shop to buy soy milk and buns, then hurried back to the taxi and went to the hospital.

After arriving at the hospital, Song Jiaran asked the hospital staff for directions, then quickly took the elevator to the ward where Song's mother lived.

"Father!" Song Jiaran pushed open the door of the ward, and saw her father sitting beside Song's mother's bed.

After hearing Song Jiaran's voice, Papa Song turned his head. Song Jiaran clearly saw the red blood in Papa Song's eyes, but Papa Song seemed to have aged a lot in just one night.

Song Jiaran hurried over and handed the breakfast to Papa Song.

"Dad, how is Mom?" Song Jiaran walked to Mama Song's bed, which was still sleeping at this time.

Father Song took the breakfast from Song Jiaran's hands, sighed and said, "The doctor said the situation is not very good, and your mother has to be hospitalized for observation."

But Song's father did not say that if Song's mother's condition did not improve, she would have to be sent to a mental hospital.

After Song Jiaran heard these words, her heart felt sour, and she didn't know whether her college entrance examination score was wrong or right. Although she fulfilled her wish and was admitted to Capital University, her mother was punished. It has become a strong stimulus, and it has become like this. I have to say, it is really unexpected.

"Mom, I'm sorry..." Song Jiaran gently stroked the hair on Song's mother's face behind her ears with her hand, and said softly.

At this time, Mother Song seemed to sense her daughter's presence, opened her eyes, and looked at Song Jiaran in confusion.

Song Jiaran looked at Song's mother who didn't recognize her, her nose was sore, and she almost burst into tears again.

She sniffed her nose firmly, then smiled and said to Song's mother, "Mom, I bought your favorite three fresh buns and your favorite soy milk. Let's have breakfast together."

"Our family likes to eat steamed stuffed buns, I want to save it for Ranran." Mother Song said with a gentle smile, looking at Song Jiaran.

After Song Jiaran heard Mama Song's words, she couldn't hold back her tears, and they flowed down like raindrops.

Father Song patted Song Jiaran's shoulder lightly, and said softly, "Ranran, don't cry, your mother will be fine, don't cry."

"Yeah!" Song Jiaran hurriedly wiped away her tears, then smiled and said to Song's mother, "Mom, look, I still have a portion here, you eat first."

Song Jiaran watched Song's mother eating breakfast sadly, and then made a decision in her heart. After she pulled Song's father out of the single ward, she stood in the corridor.

"Dad, I'm going to take my mother to the Royal Ballet Academy." Song Jiaran looked at Song's father seriously.

Father Song listened to Song Jiaran's words in surprise, and said with a face full of shock: "You want to give up Capital University and go to England to study ballet?"

"No, Dad, the reason why Mom looks like this is because I don't dance ballet. The dream in her heart is that I will replace her as a ballet dancer and perform a ballet on stage." Song Jia Ran looked at Papa Song with a smile, and said slowly.

Seeing Song Jiaran's indifferent smile, Papa Song felt at ease for some reason.

"So, I will take advantage of this summer vacation to take my mother to study at the Royal Academy of Ballet, and in the end, I will use the knowledge I have learned during the vacation to dance for my mother, the ballet performance in her heart. "Song Jiaran said with determination in her eyes.

Father Song looked at his daughter in surprise, and said with some doubts about her approach: "Your idea is indeed good, but will that school help you..."

"I will! Dad! I will definitely find a way to make this thing a success!" Song Jiaran said resolutely. Although she was not sure whether this thing would succeed in the end, she knew that she would definitely try her best All the efforts to make this thing a success!
When Song Jiaran returned to the ward after discussing with Papa Song, she saw that Mama Song had already finished her breakfast, her eyes glazed over as if she was thinking about something.

Song Jiaran walked up to Mama Song, and said softly to Mama Song, "Mom, you will be fine."

After returning home, Song Jiaran found Mother Song's mobile phone, found out the number of the principal of the Royal Ballet Academy who had contacted her, and called her.

"Hi, I'm Diana." The voice of a middle-aged woman who spoke English on the phone reached Song Jiaran.

Song Jiaran said nervously: "Hello, Principal Mina, I'm Song Jiaran, maybe you have an impression?"

Diana, a blonde foreign woman on the other side of the phone, heard Song Jiaran's pure Oxford accent, and immediately had a crush on Song Jiaran who hadn't officially met yet.

"Oh, honey, of course I remember you, you are simply a beautiful and elegant white swan, I can't wait to meet you." Diana said very happily.

Seeing the kindness of the woman on the phone, Song Jiaran finally felt relieved. This woman was not difficult to deal with, on the contrary, she was kind.

(End of this chapter)