Thousands of miles away, in a rice noodle shop near the provincial team.
Lou Sifan stirred the rice noodles, rather absent-mindedly.
He was sitting across from He Changsheng. Seeing his unusual expression, he didn't hide it and asked directly, "What's wrong with you? Have something on your mind?"
Lou Sifan said, "It's fine."
He Changsheng lowered his head and continued eating rice noodles: "Oh."
When he didn't ask, Lou Sifan approached him instead, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips, "If I said it's okay, you won't ask."
He Changsheng raised his eyebrows: "...Ah?"
Lou Sifan just likes He Changsheng. He usually looks cold and indifferent, but his reaction is always a bit slow. In comparison, it's a little more cute.
In this way, between refusing and welcoming, retreating and advancing, Lou Sifan felt a lot closer to him.
This even took away some of the manic depression in his heart.
He said: "The recent junior figure skating series was quite lively. The coach organized us to watch the live broadcast in class."
He Changsheng said, "We are also looking at it and found a lot of good seedlings."
Lou Sifan said, "You are all watching pairs skating. Guess who I saw in the single skating group?"
He Changsheng sucked the hot rice noodles: "Who, do you know?"
Lou Sifan looked at him with his cheeks raised, as if he didn't intend to give him an answer directly.
… That is, this person they both know
Soon, in He Changsheng's mind, the child standing in the middle of the toilet with stubborn and indifferent eyes appeared: "...Is that child?"
Lou Sifan smiled and nodded.
That kid named Dongge really looked like the first time he saw He Changsheng.
At that time, He Changsheng had a cracked lip, blue cheeks, and a lot of hair fell out. He was kicked and beaten by a group of children from the sports school. When he was helped up, his eyes were still dark and stubborn, and he refused to admit defeat. very.
Moreover, in his memory, Xiao Dongge was as lonely as He Changsheng. He remembered that he had seen Xiao Dongge secretly feeding a little yellow dog, and he had also seen him ice skating alone, alone in a daze, and alone in the ice rink after a fight with his parents, crying softly.
This kind, sensitive but prickly person can best arouse Lou Sifan's full of protective desire.
The most important thing is that at that time, Changsheng faintly heard the beating sound coming from the toilet, and his face was so ugly, how could he let it go.
He Changsheng asked, "How did he behave?"
Lou Sifan said: "The coach said let's learn his articulation, and he also said that some of his articulations are better than mine."
Lou Sifan held Dongge so high in his words, which made He Changsheng a little suspicious: "Is it so good?"
Lou Sifan got up, sat beside He Changsheng, took out his phone, and showed him the video recorded inside.
That was the second qualifier that Winter Song participated in.
He is wearing a black and white overalls style Costen, with a small blue tie, his hair is also combed into a ponytail, a little gold powder is swept at the end of his eyes, and with a faint eye wave, a casual glance at the camera can make him People see the moving aura in between.
The song he chose is very lively, "Kiujiro's Summer", the ice blade under his step is like a part of his body, and he is very familiar with it.
However, his body is also quite soft, and when he succeeded in performing a standard Bellman spin after eight rounds of bowing and spinning, the lightness of the water droplet caused many audiences to cheer.
After He Changsheng watched the whole scene attentively, he made an objective evaluation: "You have to learn from him."
Lou Sifan, who thought he would be comforted: "..."
After holding back for a long time, he said, "Why do you say the same thing as Coach Chen?"
He Changsheng was a little puzzled: "Your connection is not as good as his. Otherwise, what do you want me to say."
Lou Sifan decided not to discuss the topic anymore.
After all, comparing him with a younger generation, this can't make people happy.
He said, "It's good that we helped him out, didn't we?"
He Changsheng thought for a while, but said nothing.
… He clearly remembered that Dongge carried a light mop pole by himself that day.
If they'd gone a little bit later, maybe Dongge could have wiped out all four of them by himself.
Thinking of the child's life-threatening mop pole, He Changsheng wanted to laugh.
Seeing He Changsheng's rare twitching of the corners of his lips, of course Lou Sifan thought he was smiling at him, and his mood improved a lot.
When he saw Dongge who was swaying freely on the court, he couldn't help but think, if he hadn't taken a shot and helped him in the toilet, and showed that he and him knew each other, he might still be harassed now. Helping bullies of the same age, even if they fight back on the spot, they will inevitably be retaliated against later, how can they get such a good opportunity.
In other words, if it weren't for his save, he might not have had a chance to play...
Thinking of this, Lou Sifan inexplicably became irritable again, sat back to his original seat, and ate two mouthfuls of cold rice noodles to make himself think more positively.
… With that said, he must be very grateful to himself.
Just like He Changsheng back then.
Thinking of this, Lou Sifan's expression finally eased a lot.
Chi Xiaochi was too lazy to trace his mental journey, it wasn't enough to disgust himself.
He has been a media darling since his first appearance. After he successfully advanced to the finals, many media came to interview him and Dong Ma.
When Ma Dong faced the camera for the first time, she was shy and nervous. Dong Ge sat next to her and accompanies her, silently holding her hand tightly so that she could relax, as if she already had the appearance of a little adult.
When the media asked her how she had educated her children so well, Mommy Dong's face was flushed, and she was so embarrassed to put money on her face.
When she said this, she peeked at Dongge.
Dong Ge was also looking at her secretly, her eyes full of desire.
But after looking at Mother Dong for two seconds, he woke up from a dream, like a frightened bunny, and immediately turned his eyes away.
Mother Dong was stabbed in the heart by this look, and her nose immediately became sore.
After the reporter left, Dong Ge moved down from the hotel sofa, sat beside the bed, and said restrainedly: "Mom, I'll stay for a while, and wait for my uncle to come and take me back to the contestant hotel."
Mother Dong sighed and wiped her hand on the seam of her trousers, not knowing what to say.
The sports channel on TV was broadcasting highlights of this year's Canadian Figure Skating Grand Prix. With the melodious music, Dong Ge suddenly heard Dong Ma commenting:
"I think they're about as good as you are."
As soon as Dongge spoke to her mother, she was a little nervous, and the muscles in her back tensed up: "They skate much better than me."
Mother Dong was in a hurry, but again domineering: "Mom looks good as long as it's good."
Dong Ge was startled when he heard the words, and turned around.
Surprise gradually appeared in his eyes: "...Mom..."
Mother Dong moved to him, looking a little ashamed: "Mom will watch with you."
Dongge looked at her mother, tears rolled down suddenly, big and round droplets, and her eyelashes were all wet.
Mother Dong was so distressed that her eyes were red, and she hugged the child into her arms: "Why are you crying, a boy..."
Before the words were finished, Mommy Dong also cried.
Dong Ge rubbed in her arms, as if embarrassed, but was hugged tighter by Dong Ma.
While wiping her face, she said with a crying voice, "Oh, mom died from a slap in the face, don't look at it."
The result of an intimacy was that Chi Xiaochi excused himself to take a shower, ran into the bathroom, turned the water to the maximum, and threw himself up beside the sink, his face turning blue.
061 was so distressed that he filled him with a glass of water: "Why are you crying?"
Chi Xiaochi took the glass and rinsed his mouth. After a while, he said, "... I'm not going to cry."
061 was slightly startled: "You mean..."
Chi Xiaochi unbuttoned a button on his shirt and took a deep breath: "It's Winter Song."
When Dong Feihong came to pick him up, he saw that both of the girls had peach eyes.
He didn't say much, and after saying hello to Mother Dong, he planned to bring Dong Ge back.
Mother Dong had just released the knot with her son, and said rather reluctantly: "Can't we eat here? I'll take him to eat something good."
Dong Feihong knew that this was a good time to consolidate their mother-son relationship, but after weighing it, he said, "Sister-in-law, tomorrow is the final, and the child has to keep his spirits up. He eats the contestant's meal, which is nutritious and clean, and takes it out. If so, in case it gets eaten badly…”
Mother Dong reacted immediately: "That's not good.... Send it back, and be careful on the road. After the competition is over tomorrow, Mom will take you to a good restaurant."
Dong Feihong nodded with a smile, and then said to Dong Ge, "Say goodbye to mother."
Dongge bowed his head slightly: "Goodbye, Mom."
After walking outside the hotel room, he stuck his head in again and whispered, "...I will win the championship."
After the door was closed, the middle-aged woman sat on the bed, her heart sour and sweet, full of flavors.
On the second day, she came to the outside of the arena early, and the arena was not even open yet.
While waiting, she bought souvenir books and coins, and even bought a pair of ice skates that looked beautiful but didn't fit the rules of the game at all.
Her anxiety, Dong Feihong, was all in her eyes: "sister-in-law, you have some confidence in Dongge."
Mother Dong said stubbornly: "Yes, why don't I have it. I can't count my own children in my heart."
That being said, before Dongge played, she ran to the toilet three times and asked Dong Feihong at least five times "When is Xiaoge going to play?"
Every time Dong Feihong will repeat the rules of appearance in reverse order with a good temper.
Winter Song was the first in total points in the previous game, so he will be the last to play.
After listening to Dong Feihong's explanation, Dong Ma would say "oh" thoughtfully every time, and she couldn't help but ask again after a while.
She couldn't even hold back and ran to the smoking area to smoke a cigarette.
After a long wait, the commentator finally announced: "The next player is also the last player to appear: No. 5, Winter Song!"
Before Mother Dong could stand up, the cheers and applause from the audience made her dumbfounded.
… the audience around was almost cheering for her son.
They called Winter Song's name and witnessed how this rising star rose.
Sitting in the audience, Mother Dong was so emotionally impacted that she had tears in her eyes before she saw her son's game started.
Dong Feihong patted Dong Ma's shoulder with one hand, and at the same time looked at the person in the center of the field intently.
Chi Xiaochi, also known as Dongge, today is wearing an elegant Costeng, the upper body is a gradient of red and white, the color is classic, the texture is like fine enamel, the lower body is pure black pants, which makes a pair of natural long legs.
His skin is paler, and the bright red perfectly complements his whiteness, and the gauze clothes are quite fluid for him.
Each set of Costeng on his body was jointly designed by Dongge and Dong Feihong, and then Dong Feihong paid for it to be customized by a special person, and each set was not less than 10,000 yuan.
And the current set can be regarded as Dong Feihong's favorite set.
When Dongge wears it, she looks like a young and proud little phoenix.
The final was broadcast live by sports channels.
At this moment, not only Dong Feihong and Dong Mom, but Dong Dad also squatted in front of the TV, staring at the TV with a few old friends.
Old friend A pointed to Dongge on TV and said, "Hey, Xiao Dongge looks really energetic."
Dad Dong's mouth opened slightly.
In his memory, Dong Ge was just a child wrapped in a ball and dragging his nose. He didn't like to talk, or even looked up at people, and he couldn't get a fart with three sticks.
But the half-year-old boy standing on the field now, with very quiet eyebrows, thin waist and long legs, is actually quite different from the little boy he imagined.
The final of pair skating ended yesterday, so in the classrooms of He Changsheng and Lou Sifan, the Dongge competition was being broadcast live simultaneously.
He Changsheng turned his pen and looked at this younger brother who had infinite possibilities, wanting to see how he could play.
Lou Sifan also stared at the screen, wondering what he was thinking.
In countless visible or invisible gazes, Dongge stroked her shoulder with one hand, her eyes half-closed, like a resting kitten.
The moment the music started, he moved.
The commentators were still the two who were in the preliminaries of Dongge, but like everyone else, they looked at Dongge in a completely different way than they were in the preliminaries.
Hearing the music, the non-professional narrator immediately said, "This song is the Overture of the Undead."
Retired athletes look at Dongge as if they are looking at a future hope: "He can be compatible with different performance styles."
The light is soft, and the ice surface glows with a thin shimmer, and the young Luo Yi is flying from the wind.
The gauze clothes wrapped around his body, like a wave of water, his movements were still smooth, but there were many more gorgeous changes in the dance steps.
An elegant one-handed ice floe, coupled with a phantom spin, has already made the audience cheer.
As the music gradually reached its climax, Dong Ge's eyes gradually became blurred.
… A struggling undead is wading through the karmic fire of hell, quenched and reborn.
At the same time as the low voice of Nianbai sounded, Dongge's lips slightly opened, and he read every word silently with Nianbai. Immediately, he opened his mouth and bit off his right glove, stretched out his hand and threw it out of the stage.
When he was still alive, this action caused a lot of criticism, and many people thought he was grandstanding, but at this moment, after he made it, he almost detonated the audience.
Without waiting for the cheers to fall, he raised his wrist and jumped up from the ice.
The retired athlete choked suddenly and cried out: "3A! It's 3A!"
A child jumped out of the 3A! Perfect, flawless 3A!
Lou Sifan, who was far away in Bin City, was stunned when he saw this.
He Changsheng from the next classroom, the pen that was spinning in his hand landed on the table with a clatter.
But Dongge didn't even speed up his heartbeat. When the music gradually calmed down, he stretched his arms, slid like a swallow, and toured half-court, as if he was touring his own territory.
He is back.
Winter Song is back.
When the music fell, Dong Ge started to cry.
He turned his head to look at the camera, and a tear fell just at this moment, and with his sweaty bangs and clear eyes, it was so beautiful that one could palpitate.
Chi Xiaochi gasped and said to 061, "I'm going to cry myself this time."
This tear really made the media go crazy, and all of a sudden, countless compliments poured out like snowflakes toward the winter song.
Before Dongge could return to Bin City, an invitation letter was sent from the provincial figure skating team to the sports school.