The hottest time of the year has passed. At this moment, there is still heat. The air conditioner in the office of the S City Downhill Association hit 26 degrees, and the cool breeze was spitting out slowly.
Everyone in the association surrounded Yu Nian in the middle. The golden retriever string that Yu Nian had licked had grown a lot, and he was desperately wagging his tail and arching into the crowd, rubbing against Yu Nian's legs, and scratching his trousers with his claws. , kept humming.
Wu Zheng looked at it and was dissatisfied: "Silly dog, I feed it on weekdays, but I don't even see you kissing me."
Yu Nian touched the dog's head and put the medal and trophy on the table.
On the golden medal, the magnificent Tianmen Mountain was carved in relief, and everyone looked at it with mixed feelings.
A month ago, they only hoped to achieve a breakthrough of zero medals under the siege of Europeans and Americans. Just getting a bronze medal is satisfying enough.
I really didn't expect that Yu Nian would win the gold medal directly under the circumstances of various unfavorable factors.
Before the game, I missed the test track due to the delay of the flight due to heavy rain, and I was injured in the qualifying game and barely entered the final...
The scab on Yu Nian's wound hasn't come off yet, and it is now entrenched on his thin and white wrist, which vaguely makes people feel that this medal is hard-won.
Wu Qian patted Yu Nian's shoulder: "It's hard work, let's relax for a while after the game, and I won't drag you to train."
He paused, then tentatively asked: "Is there any plan to serve in the association later? We have subsidies from the Sports Bureau, and the treatment is not bad."
Deng Jingwei, who was next to him, was always worried, and seeing that it really started to pull people, he immediately replied loudly for Yu Nian: "No!"
Wu Qian was taken aback by his serious and nervous expression.
Deng Jingwei bit the bullet and explained: "Our family Yu Nian has his own work to do."
After saying this, Deng Jingwei felt guilty himself. After taking Yu Nian for so long, he was stunned that a job was not accepted by others, and he was obviously going to be idle.
If he continued like this, Yu Nian really couldn't remember his status as an artist.
It can't be like this, you have to cheer up, you have to rise up.
Yu Nian glanced at Deng Jingwei and smiled at Wu Qian: "Find me anytime if you need it."
…
The Downhill Association held a celebration banquet for Yu Nian, and he was given a few sips of wine. When he returned to the apartment, Yu Nian's footsteps were still a little unsteady.
I haven't come back for a while, and there is a little ash in the house. Yu Nian simply cleaned up with strength, took some water from the cup, and walked to the phoenix orchid potted plant in the living room.
Pulling aside the withered yellow leaves, Yu Nian saw that this withered phoenix orchid had sprouts and stems from the root, and it seemed that it was about to come back to life.
He finished pouring the water, and as soon as he put down the water glass, he heard the doorbell outside. The flower shop came to deliver flowers.
When the flower delivery guy outside the door saw Yu Nian who opened the door, he was a little surprised by the outstanding appearance of the flower recipient. He calmed down and said, "Mr. Yu? This is the celebration bouquet that Mr. Deng Jingwei ordered for you."
The bouquets in his arms were all kinds of colors, and they were randomly tied together.
Xu Shi was afraid of Yu Nian's misunderstanding, so the flower delivery brother coughed lightly, "It was Mr. Deng's own bouquet."
Yu Nian thanked him, but did not comment on Deng Jingwei's aesthetics.
Putting the flowers on the coffee table, Yu Nian sat on the sofa to rest.
The alcohol made him slightly groggy.
After a while, he called out the system to check the rewards of this Tianmen Mountain mission.
A translucent system panel appeared in front of him, and several large characters appeared one by one.
[The second task is completed, and the reward is being settled. Reward: Unchained - Painting]
[Overcompleted the task, the reward is being settled. Rewards: any project experience course; shackles lifted - dance]
The task is to get the top three places in the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open. The previous reward was issued before the task started, as a benefit for the first time to accept the task.
As for the two extra rewards in the back, it was because the system judged that they had overfulfilled the task because they had won the championship.
Yu Nian asked: "What do you mean by any project experience course?"
[The host can specify any project and perform deep learning in the system space]
The system gives an explanation.
It's not about extreme sports.
After learning this, Yu Nian felt another reward, which was another layer of shackles lifted after painting.
Affected by the plot of the book, his artistic achievements and talents were imprisoned one by one, and the existence of the system can help him break these imprisoned.
Yu Nian's eyes fell on the word "dance".
Another shackle fell on his body, and at the same time, there seemed to be some additional changes.
After moving his body, Yu Nian found that his flexibility had improved.
The range of motion of the joint, the ligaments that cross the joint, and the elasticity and stretch of the tendon and muscles are all enhanced.
He was still a little drunk, and out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Deng Jingwei's nondescript bunch of flowers.
Between the double lily and the bellflower, Yu Nian took out a fresh red rose that was still soaked with dew.
The Soul of the Rose, a ballet choreographed by Mikhail Fokin, flashed through his mind.
Yu Nian was slightly drunk, stood up, stood on tiptoe, and stretched his arms.
"Soul of the Rose" is a dance of a girl's dream with the rose essence. When the girl returned home from the dance and lay on a chair to fall asleep soundly, the rose in her hand from the suitor fell to the ground, and the rose essence became numb. Appeared.
The flower essence danced around her, emotional and intoxicated.
Classical ballet rarely sees wonderful male solo dancers, preferring light and feminine female dancers. Male dancers often act as supporters and foils.
But "Soul of the Rose", a short and powerful neoclassical ballet, is an absolute stage for a rare male dancer.
In this small living room, Yu Nian walked around the invisible girl, the sun slanting westward and the faint sunlight remaining in the living room.
This is what Deng Jingwei saw when he pushed the door in with his document bag in his hand.
He opened his mouth wide and saw that Yu Nian's figure was very beautiful in the light of the sunset. The round, smooth and brisk dance steps were lingering and passionate, and he seemed to be dancing with a certain lover.
The light and dreamy dance, full of strong love in the eyes, shocked people.
When those eyes full of love swept over, the document bag in Deng Jingwei's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
Oops, can't stand it.
Yu Nian stopped and glanced at him, panting slightly.
Deng Jingwei saw that the entire end of his artist's eyes was dyed red, his eyes were very bright, and the small mole at the end of his eyes made people feel dazed.
He had never seen Yu Nian look like this.
Lively and soul-stirring. And Yu Nian, who was chasing with speed when playing the longboard, was simply two people.
This! Who is this Nima who spread out that the dance of Yu Nian is stiff and can make people laugh?
Rumors misled me.
Deng Jingwei was in a trance, keeping his mouth half open.
After confirming the flexibility and strength of his body, Yu Nian sat back on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, and took two sips slowly. Seeing that Deng Jingwei was still standing there stupidly, he asked, "What's the matter?"
Deng Jingwei's face flushed, and after a long while, he bent down to pick up the dropped document bag, and said in a erratic voice, "I've got a job for you."
After the longboard competition this time, Deng Jingwei has confirmed the athletic talent of his artist. This time the job was won by his grandfather and grandmother, and he hoped that Yu Nian could take this opportunity to make a comeback.
"What job?" Yu Nian asked. Deng Jingwei opened the document bag he brought and took out the paper inside.
Yu Nian saw the top page that read: "The Boy Who Chased Dreams" - a job offer for the All-Star Games.
Deng Jingwei finally pulled back the state of Shenyouwuwai, and introduced: "This is a variety show jointly launched by Orange Entertainment and the video platform. More than 200 artists will be invited to participate, and they are basically trainees and new debuts. artist."
"Although there aren't many big names, there are a lot of people who are very popular. Of course, there will definitely be a few main players in this variety show, like Ji Yuheng, the company is very important, and the camera must be indispensable. of."
"Anyway, you used to strive for light and heat. You can have one more lens. What if we turn over?"
After all, Deng Jingwei added eagerly: "I have spent a lot of time trying to win it..."
In other words, you have to fight for it.
Yu Nian: "I see."
Deng Jingwei patted the document bag: "Tomorrow we have to go to the company to confirm the specific project."
Yu Nian nodded, no objection.
Deng Jingwei was relieved, and after holding it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but say, "You dance so well in modern dance?"
Yu Nian glanced at him: "It's ballet."
Early the next morning, Deng Jingwei came to pick up Yu Nian to the company.
Assistant Liu Chuan glanced at the two of them, and his eyes fell on Yu Nian's face: "Yo, long time no see."
"Xiao Deng, you took this opportunity to waste your boss's energy - what do you look at me? Okay, okay, the second floor conference room a8, Liu Chuan is also there."
In the a8 conference room of Orange Entertainment, the production team of "Dream Chasing Youth" and several provincial team coaches are having a meeting.
Liu Chuan also has several veteran brokers who have some weight in the company.
In this All-Star Games, there are more than 200 stars who have to participate in many competitions. Track and field events such as 50 meters and 100 meters are not bad. Whoever did not run in school, the threshold is low, and they can compare when they come up.
However, the threshold for events such as archery and rhythmic gymnastics is much higher, and the participating artists will be required to train for at least half a month before competing, otherwise it would be a joke.
At this moment, the first batch of artists has been training with the coaches for half a month, and everyone is holding a meeting based on the training results of this half month.
It is said that it is a meeting to discuss the training results, and the main purpose is to hope that these coaches can cooperate with the publicity strategy of the program team and the company.
The assistant director opened the ppt, and the first page was a figure of a boy pulling a bow.
In the photo, he is slender, with handsome features, and his eyes are particularly focused on the target in front of him. It is Ji Yuheng who is newly signed by Liu Chuan, a newcomer that the company values very much.
"This, Coach Gong." The assistant director looked at the invited provincial archery team coach, "How is this guy training with you?"
Coach Gong glanced at the screen, and his voice was neither salty nor light: "That's it, better than others."
"It's good! It's good!" The assistant director laughed twice, glanced at Liu Chuan, and asked, "Then can you praise Yu Heng when you see him, just talk about his competitive spirit, archery Talent-"
"Fart's competitive spirit and archery talent" the coach interrupted him directly, "All the kids in our team shoot at 70-meter targets. If this standard is used, this guy named Ji Yuheng may not be able to hit the target. Can't pull it off!"
"The 15-meter target you used in the competition was played by the family. The little dolls in the hobby class in the archery are better than him. You let me say that he is very talented in shooting. Isn't this an insult to the sport of archery!"
Seeing the archery coach belittle Ji Yuheng so much, Liu Chuan was a little dissatisfied: "Coach, these players are not professional athletes, what we are doing is a variety show, exerting a star effect, and driving others to understand this project and exercise. The original intention is not Has it been reached!"
Several coaches present did indeed recognize this before accepting the invitation.
Now that entertainment comes first, what are the highlights of a show that engages in competitions? After all, they are a variety show, and their promotional methods and marketing strategies are all based on the requirements of the variety show.
Liu Chuan thought about supporting Ji Yuheng on this show and giving him the label of a sports boy and a high-quality idol. Who would have known that these coaches were not good at all, and it was very difficult to communicate.
Coach Gong's expression is still not very good: "The original intention is good, popularizing the project is a good thing, but you can't let me say such things against my heart. Outsiders don't know it, and they think you have some archery genius in this show. I'm sorry for doing this. Athlete who trains really hard."
The assistant director saw that the two were on the bar, and quickly settled the game: "Coach, the popularity of this sports project has little to do with how much money and energy our country has invested in popularizing science, the point is how many handsome guys are produced by this project. many!"
He made a joke that he thought was humorous and apt.
Coach Gong's face was pale and uncertain, and he sneered after a while: "I can fuck you."
Assistant Director: "...?" No, why did these dirty words appear.
He didn't realize that his words had offended several coaches on the field.
To a certain extent, what he said does reflect some of the status quo.
But these coaches watched the athletes in the team grow up and watched them train hard in the winter and summer. This simple sentence of judging by appearance is absolutely insulting and taboo.
The rhythmic gymnastics coach next to him said, "You invite us to come here. It's no problem to train these children, but you can't say something that goes against your heart and misleads the public."
The figure skating coach also nodded and said, "It's okay to have an attitude of playing sports, but you can't come under the banner of a professional competition. This is really misleading."
There was some helplessness in his words: "I practiced with people for half a month, and the posture on the ice is really... Even if you are playing, you can't play like this."
"Figure skating is a combination of technology and artistry. You say that these stars are not technically demanding, but what's the matter with their expressiveness? The girls and boys of our provincial team are all studying there in order to improve their expressiveness. As for dance, how do you know basic ballet?"
"It's a star, and the limbs are stiff like something, and only a few who have learned dance can barely watch it. How can I play?"
Every word you say, coaches, is all dissatisfied with the training results.
The head of the production team was big. Seeing that the meeting was developing towards the Criticism | Fighting Conference, he quickly stopped it.
The meeting ended, and several provincial coaches got up and left.
As soon as they went out, they saw Yu Nian and Deng Jingwei walking towards them, and they shook their heads again.
Look, what kind of competitive spirit is there talking about the children with thin skin and tender meat.
When Yu Nian walked into the conference room, Liu Chuan was still angry with these coaches. He glanced at him and smiled at Deng Jingwei: "Xiao Deng, do you still blame Yu Nian, who did you ask for this opportunity?"
Deng Jingwei laughed dryly.
Liu Chuan glanced at the director team and flipped through the project booklet: "The project that Yu Nian will participate in has not yet been decided, right?"
Deng Jingwei hurriedly said: "Brother Xiaochuan, I think there are several sports in the track and field that are very suitable-"
"Just figure skating."
Deng Jingwei's voice stopped abruptly.
Liu Chuan threw the project booklet on the table: "I think he is quite suitable."
"Give it to the paper."
Naturally, the production team would not upset Liu Chuan because of such trivial matters as sub-projects, and immediately added Yu Nian's name to the end of the figure skating event.
Seeing the confirmation of the list, Liu Chuan patted Deng Jingwei on the shoulder and walked out of the conference room.
Deng Jingwei stayed where he was.
Figure skating? Figure skating?
He turned to look at Yu Nian: "Can you skate?"
Yu Nian shook his head.