Unexpectedly, Wen Chun called his name. Although Mu Huan was surprised, he didn't panic. Under the eyes of everyone, he said calmly, "Wen Jiao, I haven't warmed up yet."
Wen Chun nodded maintaining this cold look: "In ten minutes, you will be the first to start."
"good."
Mu Huan bent down to put on his shoes, and Yin Ge leaned close to him: "Come on."
Mu Huan let out a "hmm".
Standing up again, Mu Huan saw Yu Yiman looking at him with gentle and implied anticipation, but in the next second, Yu Yiman withdrew his expression again, raised his chin, and turned his head to one side.
Mu Huan: "..."
Why is there an inexplicable sense of arrogance
Thinking of the arrangements Yu Yiman made for him over the past two months, Mu Huan felt soft in his heart, and he was a little bit jealous of "Mu Huan". Considering the original owner's disappointing performance, there would be someone who loved him so much. coach.
No matter why you take care of Mu Huan so much, since I have received this kindness, I will definitely give you the most satisfactory repayment.
Once he was able to get on the ice, Mu Huan slid freely on the ice, moving his body.
This kind of smooth ice surface that has been frozen overnight is the favorite of figure skaters. If you leave your own marks on the ice at will, you will have a sense of belonging to the entire ice surface.
When his body started to heat up, Mu Huan made some preparations, then jumped up suddenly, and performed the simplest back and outside point ice quadruple jump.
Probably because the body was not pulled apart, and the ankles were still slightly soft. The angle of the skates was wrong when it landed, and it slid to the outside.
"Shua!"
fell to the ground.
"Haha..." There was laughter from the audience.
Mu Huan didn't care, got up and continued, and used the limited time to pull his body away. Even if he fell down again in the middle, the laughter didn't stop every time, but Mu Huan didn't show any embarrassment at all.
When it’s not a formal performance, whoever has never fallen during training, if he falls and is laughed at once by others, he will shrink back and dare not skate again, then when you stand on the field of an international competition, you will be surrounded by tens of thousands of people At that time, would you have to die of shame
Mu Huan dare not say that he is the strongest one in the training team, but he can guarantee that he must be the one who can withstand pressure best and has the most experience.
What he is doing now is to cherish the opportunity Wen Chun gave him, so that he can warm up on the ice ten minutes in advance, make the most adequate preparations, and make a good start for this national training program.
In this way, Mu Huan fell down from time to time, often supported the ice, and used his own movements with a low success rate to warm up his body, and the time passed unconsciously.
Assistant Professor Zhao shouted from outside the guardrail: "Mu Huan, come and play music."
The first test of the national training team has finally arrived.
When Mu Huan got to the edge of the guardrail, he glanced coldly at one place, and the guys who were watching him shrank their necks and lowered their heads who were laughing at him.
Only then did Mu Huan look back and report the number of the track he wanted to skate.
Assistant Professor Zhao gestured for OK, bowed his head and looked for music on his laptop. There were more than 60 songs on the list, all of which were hurriedly sent to the coach after receiving the notification last night. Some were original songs, some were cut, but most of them were It's an etude.
Seeing that Assistant Teacher Zhao was still looking, Mu Huan returned to the middle of the ice.
He turned and stood still, posing.
The auditorium fell silent, and at some point, Yu Jiao and Mr. Xiong also came to Wen Chun's side. The three of them stood leaning against the guardrail in different postures, looking at him like three kings.
At this time, Assistant Professor Zhao raised his head and gestured to him. Mu Huan took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his state, raised his head and chest, arms around him, crossed his legs on the ice, and finally nodded.
Assistant Professor Zhao tapped the phone lightly, and there was a slight electric sound from the speaker. Two seconds later, the music played, and Mu Huan spun his feet and slid out.
"Wind Hill".
This is a classical piano piece, which comes from the great composer of country W in the last century, called "Fenggang".
As a stage play describing war and love, "Wind Hill" has four chapters, namely "Sentry", "Shepherdess", "Wind Hill" and "Flame".
The melody of each chapter is unique and full of impact. When Wang Qinghua of Provincial Team Y was in the team assessment, he danced the most passionate chapter 4 "Flame". But Mu Huan chose "Feng Gang" in the short program. The third chapter serves as a link between the past and the future.
The Huaguo figure skating team set "Fenggang" as an etude, which is not difficult, but it is comprehensive and has room for increasing the difficulty according to the strength, which is very mature.
Mu Huan has been using this song for restorative training, and now he will naturally use it to participate in the team's internal test for the training team.
It's just that the difficulty ranking of this piece is only 25 among Huaguo figure skating etudes.
There are only 36 etudes, 13 free skating, and 23 short programs. "Feng Gang" ranks in the middle and is one of the pieces that athletes at the provincial level must master.
As soon as the prelude sounded, the audience was full of discussions.
"Feng Gang?"
"Aren't they national players? I thought they would only skate the top ten etudes?"
"Don't be funny, when did the national players play the Huaguo etude? They are all tailor-made, okay?"
"Hmm... the difficulty of skating this piece is not too low."
No one expected that Mu Huan could skate such a simple piece. Wang Qinghua tilted his head and whispered to the people around him: "I heard that Mu Huan's family is quite rich. When did he skate etudes before? All the winners were big-name arrangers. s work."
"Ability is there, money is also there, and good works are even more so. Let's not be envious."
"Hehehe." Wang Qinghua let out a sour laugh, and stopped talking. He wanted to see how capable this Mu Huan could grow in more than a month.
While speaking, Mu Huan slid out and swayed left and right on the ice, forming a complex set of steps.
In terms of the elegance of his posture on the ice, Mu Huan, who can enter the national team, is naturally top-notch. One shot can make people realize the gap between each other.
Now with the music, the sound of the piano and the accordion are perfectly integrated, so the ice skate under Mu Huan's feet seems to land on the staff, sliding easily and spinning gracefully.
nice.
In terms of the basic skills of pace, Mu Huan's ability is not lost to any national player.
This is the treasure left by this body, and it is also the essence that he left behind after traveling through time, with the glory and pride of the past, smashing and erasing the blemishes that should not have been in the body little by little.
Yu Yiman's gaze fell on Mu Huan's feet from the very beginning, and she observed without blinking until the whole set of steps was slid, and she showed a satisfied smile.
We all know that the coaches of the national team teach high-skilled and high-scoring movements, but from another perspective, if an athlete’s foundation is not good, he will not be able to enter the national team at all, so the blade and posture on the ice are the national team. What kind of eyes the coach looks at your foundation.
Mu Huan's smoothness is really beautiful.
There were still some small problems, but they all disappeared. Every wave of his hand, every tilt of his body was perfectly just right, which made Yu Yiman, who saw his warm-up mistake, heaved a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, the "gold medal coach" quietly glanced at Mr. Xiong, then turned his head with the corner of his mouth curled up.
The guy at the sentry post is a young Alpha. He is lonely and enthusiastic, iron-blooded and kind-hearted, and he is stationed at the border of the country, in the gray sentry post.
Every day, he wiped the gun in his hand, longing for flowers to be ejected from the muzzle after he pulled the trigger.
Mu Huan was walking on the ice, his feet staggered, and he spun around himself. The wind blew the hair on his forehead, his eyes were slightly lowered, and his expression was gentle and tender.
The young Alpha, lying on the window of the outpost, waited day after day for the moment when his mission would arrive, but he was extremely looking forward to it. When he looked out from the scope, what he wanted to see was the white sky flying all over the sky. pigeon.
So Mu Huan slid past everyone's eyes, his arms stretched out, his legs stretched out like swallowtails, he raised high, facing the wind, his eyes were starry, full of expectation.
May the war not start, may the country be peaceful, may everyone have a smile on their faces, and may I be able to carry that thin luggage on my back and embark on the road home.
this day.
A group of white sheep came leisurely from the other side of the enemy's border. They sometimes scattered and sometimes gathered, happily eating the grass visible in the field of vision, and making a "bleat" cry.
Behind the flock of sheep, followed a girl holding a thin whip. Her dark complexion exuded health and vitality. The sheep whip in her hand whipped in the air, making a "pop" sound, and her eyes were as bright as stars in the sky. .
The young man's scope landed on the shepherdess's face, and the pheromone of the young Omega seemed to be lingeringly drilled into his nose from a distance of several hundred meters.
The steel gun didn't know when it was loaded, and the finger rested lightly on the trigger.
Adam's apple slides, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
However, the honey-like fragrance permeated the whole body more and more aggressively.
His lonely heart seemed to be burning, tormenting his heart repeatedly.
Don't come here, I don't want to hurt you.
But I have my duty, when your feet set foot on my country, I must use your blood to stain the land under your feet, and tell everyone that my country is awe-inspiring and inviolable!
The beautiful shepherdess didn't know the danger was coming. She flicked the thin whip in her hand and yelled at her lovely sheep, looking for the most beautiful grassland.
The sheep ate happily and made happy noises.
The shepherdess's smile is as bright and moving as the sunshine in March.
While the spring breeze is warm, while killing every step of the way.
The melody of the music began to speed up, and the occasional addition of a few basses fully presented the tense atmosphere that was about to explode.
After getting up to speed, Mu Huan stepped forward and jumped forward.
Alpha in the sentry counted the shepherdess's footsteps at the moment when her feet crossed the border.
Mu Huan turned around, jumped forward, and jumped high.
There was a "bang" gunshot, and the bullet was fired from the chamber.
The atmosphere was tense instantly.
It's music.
It's a plot.
It's also the first jump of Mu Huan's short program, and it's finally here!