In the sound of music, the first group of players stepped onto the ice rink one after another.
Before the official competition starts, each group of players will have six minutes of practice time. During these six minutes, each player's selection of songs will be played in sequence to facilitate individual practice.
In the ice rink, the state of the ice surface will not always remain the same. The influence of temperature will make the ice surface different in terms of softness and hardness. The actual effect of the ice surface will not be exactly the same every time.
In this case, the six-minute practice of each set before the game is particularly important.
Players can use this time to familiarize themselves with the ice conditions for this competition and adjust their own state.
But the six players in the first group obviously didn't care about this, and regarded the six minutes as a fan meeting. After playing, they slid back and forth on the ice in large circles, constantly waving and interacting with the audience in the stands.
Qiu Zhengqing showed a funny expression and looked at his apprentice with a question in his eyes, as if to say, "That's it?"
Chen Hua was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and complained, "I didn't train this. I train the children from the provincial team every day. They are taught by teachers from the program team."
Saying that, Chen Hua glanced at Yu Zhi who was standing not far away.
Seeing that he was looking over, Yu Zhi immediately approached as if he had received a signal, and tried to get close: "Coach Chen."
Chen Hua nodded to him.
When Yu Zhi saw the stranger standing beside Chen Hua, he felt a little familiar and couldn't help but ask, "This is...?"
Chen Hua vaguely said, "It's an elder."
His own teacher made a private visit, and Chen Hua was not easy to introduce casually.
Seeing the plan he didn't introduce, Yu Zhi smiled shyly, guessing that he might also be a coach.
Soon, the sixth practice was over, the first player to play stayed on the ice, and the other five waved to the audience and left temporarily.
The music played, and he began to perform.
It's a lot better than the hard steps on the ice before the training camp, at least it seems to a layman.
It's just that Chen Hua is used to seeing the smooth sliding and good technical movements of the provincial team's little dolls, and then watching the performance in front of him, with his own teacher standing next to him, feels a little like sitting on pins and needles.
Qiu Zhengqing saw his constipation-like expression and smiled: "Okay, it's not a professional in the first place, it's good if people are enthusiastic."
Chen Hua smiled bitterly.
The coaches of the national team are not disgusted by others, and the coach of the provincial team is still disgusted.
Music and ice performances drove away the last summer heat. After the first group of six players, the atmosphere became more and more lively.
When Ji Yuheng came on stage, the enthusiasm reached its climax, and the cheers came one after another.
"Next to appear is the last contestant of the second group, Ji Yuheng. His selection is adapted from the classical ballet - "Soul of the Rose""
A banner with Ji Yuheng's profile picture and name was held high by fans.
Ji Yuheng walked to the entrance of the ice rink, took off the knife cover on the ice skating blade and stood on the ice rink.
He looked around the audience, taking off his training suit jacket, revealing the slim red Costen inside.
Fans were instantly excited.
"Ah, Yu Heng!!"
"Mom loves you! Woo woo baby is in great shape!"
The Costeng he was wearing was dominated by a low-brightness rose-red color, and the clustered rose embroidery on the neckline was lively and flamboyant, making him look like a noble boy standing among the roses.
Ji Yuheng slid half a circle on the ice, smiled and waved in the direction of the banner, causing another scream.
He glanced at the audience, and then at Yu Nian in the background.
Yu Nianzheng was wearing headphones and closing his eyes, as if he didn't realize that his performance was about to start.
Are you afraid of being influenced by yourself
For a moment, Ji Yuheng wanted to give Yu Nian some water so that he would not look too bad in the comparison of the two rose souls.
But once he stands on his own stage, his desire to win or lose will come up. It was the pride that was etched in his bones and that could not be ignored under his well-behaved appearance.
It is impossible to give water to anyone, he wants to show this performance perfectly.
Ji Yuheng looked at the huge ice surface he was in at the moment, restrained his emotions, and concentrated his attention.
He skated to the center of the ice rink, and made an opening movement of supporting his chest with his left arm and imprinting his forehead with his right arm.
The scene gradually quieted down, and the next moment, the music sounded.
In the camera, Ji Yuheng raised his eyes and showed a lively smile, his body leaned to the left, his two arms stretched out to his sides naturally, the blade slid across the ice, making an arc to the left.
Qiu Zhengqing raised his eyelids and said, "Not bad."
What he said is good is compared to the previous artists who appeared.
Ji Yuheng's movements and limbs are obviously more stretched freely, and the smile and other expressions on his face also fit the music, which can bring the atmosphere of the scene.
It can be seen that he has a desire to perform and has a certain strength.
Chen Hua introduced: "This child has studied modern dance, has dance skills, has good flexibility, and can let go on ice."
Yu Zhi also agreed: "Yeah, Yu Heng was the most prominent one during training."
It can be seen from the feedback from the audience that they were pleasantly surprised by the performance brought by Ji Yuheng.
His performance really overwhelmed all the previous players.
Compared with other people's blunt ice kicks, his sluggishness on the ice surface was much smaller, and the smile on his face was obviously infectious.
The audience could not help but applaud with the rhythm of the music.
Ji Yuheng's arm movements and footwork choreography borrowed from the performance of the male dancers in the ballet "Soul of the Rose". At this moment, he was sliding on the ice and turning around, looking at the rose that was to be interpreted in the ballet. soul.
When he made a small jump on the ice, the audience exclaimed.
This is the first time in this game that a player dares to leave the ice with both feet at the same time.
Ji Yuheng felt the coolness of the ice under his feet and the warm atmosphere of the scene, and the smile on his face was proud and intoxicated.
His Kosten was cut by a renowned designer, his movements were designed with the help of his mother, who was an art troupe, and he is in perfect shape today.
Either way, this will be a masterpiece on ice.
He swirls and closes at the end of the music, with an arm-stretching finish.
The rose soul has left the girl.
Qiu Zhengqing commented: "The footwork is very basic, but the skating is okay, and the performance of dancing is also good. It is a good performance to drive the atmosphere of the scene."
Yu Zhi next to him was a little proud: "Yeah, it's very good to be able to appear like this."
Qiu Zhengqing did not criticize the players for today's completely unprofessional figure skating meet, and his comments were all positive and affirmative.
But Chen Hua knew his former teacher and coach, and knew that his unsalty tone and unwavering expression showed that these performances did not impress him.
Ji Yuheng's face was covered with sweat. Hearing the thunderous applause from all around, he kept bowing and left the ice rink amid the applause.
Putting the holster on the ice blade again, Ji Yuheng looked up at Yu Nian's position involuntarily, but found that he was still wearing headphones with his eyes closed, relaxing his muscles.
He didn't even watch his performance just now.
This realization made Ji Yuheng frown slightly, feeling a little unhappy.
Ji Yuheng was the last to appear in the second group. After his show ended, he was in the last group.
The third group of six exercises was announced, Yu Nian opened his eyes and put aside the headphones with the music of "Soul of Roses".
He walked to the entrance, took off the knife holster, and stepped on the snow-white ice calmly.
Yu Nian is the first player to appear in the third group.
The music sounded, and according to the order of appearances, the music that sounded first was Yu Nian's selection.
The music sounded familiar, and the audience froze for a moment, realizing that it was the same as Ji Yuheng's selection of music just now.
Also "Soul of the Rose".
Bumped? One after another, the collision was too coincidental.
Qiu Zhengqing smiled in a relaxed manner: "Two rose souls?"
Two rose souls.
In the sound of music, Yu Nian slid half a circle on the ice, zipped down his training suit, and took it off casually and put it at the exit.
The audience opened their eyes and held their breath as the gorgeous Costen was revealed.
His gorgeous facial features and indifferent temperament combine to create an indescribable charm, and Kosten's well-tailored body perfectly highlights the advantages of his figure.
The waist is drawn in, the fabric of the legs is close to the body, and no flaw can be picked out, and the proportions are astonishingly perfect.
And that Costen is gorgeous, warm, and flamboyant, covered with layers of folded and elegant white gauze, adding a more elegant and dreamy feeling.
The beaded embroidery on his neckline and shoulders and the roses sewn with pink diamonds are so full of charm, like a rose bush gently swaying in the breeze under the twilight streamer, beautiful and agile.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the red figure on the white ice rink, and there was no way to tell the other five players who had six training sessions.
"Beautiful, my God, who is this?"
"Yu Nian! I voted for him in the draft before. At that time, I thought he was generally beautiful, but now I think I was blind at the beginning? Can this be called generally beautiful?"
"I also wanted to ask if I was blind at the time. At that time, I felt that his appearance was too glamorous and a little vulgar. Uuuu, he has such a good temperament."
"That waist and that leg..."
"Fantastic, I feel like I'm wandering on the edge of the wall when it's over."
"But isn't he very bad at singing and dancing? There was no talent show during the draft, and he was still dumb and didn't have a sense of variety show."
"I remember it was exposed before that he couldn't answer questions in the company's training room and was scolded by the teacher?"
"To tell the truth, what kind of talent is not talent, such a face is enough to knock..."
Qiu Zhengqing changed his posture and stood, leaning forward slightly.
Chen Hua knew that once the national team coach took this pose, it meant that his interest came out.
Qiu Zhengqing looked at Yu Nian's figure and sighed in admiration: "This young man has perfect proportions, shoulders, hips, arms, legs, tsk tsk. It's a pity that he is a little taller. He looks like 180, right?"
Figure skaters should take into account the requirements of mechanics and aesthetics. The upper body should be thin, the lower body should be long, and the overall body should be slender but with tight muscles.
There are specific numerical quantification standards for arm length, shoulder width and hip width. Qiu Zhengqing has seen so many athletes, and at a glance, Yu Nian's figure can perfectly meet these ratio requirements.
The only downside is that it's a little taller. Figure skaters tend to be shorter, so they can better balance their center of gravity. But this is not a big problem, and there are not no men's singles figure skaters over 180 in the international arena.
Hearing his comments, Yu Zhi couldn't help complaining: "He hasn't come to train very much, he's too squeamish, he took a knee and rested at home for many days. I don't know if the skating has been practiced well or not, and the arrangement of the repertoire. Didn't communicate with me."
Chen Hua frowned slightly: "So uncooperative?"
Yu Zhi nodded, and wanted to say a few more words, Yu Nian had already skated in a big circle on the ice rink.
His posture seemed too relaxed, the blade cutting across the ice, smooth and silky.
Qiu Zhengqing glanced at Yuzhi: "This slide is very good."
Chen Hua raised his brows and said in agreement: "The blade is very standard. Just looking at the sliding posture, I don't know how the footwork is."
Yu Zhi also saw that Yu Nian was able to slide with ease, and he closed his mouth awkwardly when he was puzzled.
The live voice sounded through the audio equipment: "Yu Nian. His selection this time is from the ballet "Soul of the Rose". In this group of competitions, he will be the first to appear."
Yu Nian was skating on the ice, and there were five other players on the ice adapting to the ice surface and interacting with the audience from time to time.
Yu Nian's eyes only had the ice under his feet and the music in his ears, which made his figure look a little indifferent.
When the moment that belonged to him was about to end, Yu Nian raised his eyes.
He had already determined the condition of the ice.
The ice surface is complete and the hardness is suitable.
Qiu Zhengqing and Chen Hua communicated in low voices, and looking at Yu Nian out of the corner of their eyes, they saw that after a period of assisting, his body suddenly rose into the air.
What is the limit? Limits exist to be broken.
Slip, cushion, jump, fly and drop.
Slide with the right rear outer edge, kick off the ice with the left front outer edge, and turn your body with your arms clasped in front of your chest.
At the moment when the music belonging to Yu Nian ended, his ice blade landed firmly on the ice, and the blade splashed ice flowers.
Chen Hua and Qiu Zhengqing stood up together, and their expressions changed drastically.
The audience was stunned. Most of them were not fans of ice skating, nor did they often watch figure skating competitions, so they didn't understand the meaning of this jump, they just thought it was dazzling, powerful, and beautiful.
And Yu Zhi lost his voice the moment Yu Nian jumped out, he suspected that he had hallucinations.
A hop... how many weeks
"3A!" Qiu Zhengqing was short of breath, his chest heaving violently, "It's 3A!"