"Can't you understand other people's words? Don't know the point?"
Shen Dapeng felt an urge to hit someone, but he still had a ski pole in his hand, which was really inconvenient for him to do it.
"Point? What point?"
Tang Wei twisted his eyebrows and thought, and suddenly smiled and leaned towards Shen Dapeng, "Are you saying that Li Zeyu is rich, and you want me to fool him for a good meal? By the way, you just said there is a farmhouse, right? Would you like him to treat him?"
"Fuck off! Go play with you!"
Shen Dapeng sighed helplessly, completely speechless to Tang Wei. Now, like Wang Xueying, he seriously suspects that Tang Wei’s college entrance examination results are fraudulent. Otherwise, how can it be so difficult to communicate with a normal person? Wei's IQ and EQ are polarized
Tang Wei was obedient. He followed Jason's ass all morning and studied some skiing skills seriously. After all, Jason has nearly ten years of experience, and many details are enough to bring Tang Wei's skills to the next level.
Shen Dapeng only regards skiing as entertainment and exercise. He will not be as eagerly as Jason. However, since he is here, he can practice more proficiently, and he has no reason to give up, so except for Tang Wei, he is considered harder. As for Li Zeyu and Sun Dapaozi, they didn't know where they went.
As the sun rises and the weather becomes warmer, the number of people in the ski resort gradually increases. From a dozen people in the morning to 20 or 30 people at noon, among these people, in addition to full-time coaches, there are still a few Personal skiing skills are good, but most people are still at the level of Sun Datong, falling down frequently, and there is endless bitter laughter.
In less than half a day, Jason was already thoroughly familiar with the terrain of the ski resort, where there were bulges, where there were depressions, where was more suitable for acceleration, and where should be decelerated carefully. He was completely aware of it.
In addition, when Jason was in the United States, he was skiing in the wild with a group of partners. Such dangerous areas were safe and sound. Using his skills to ski in ordinary venues was not a piece of cake, but he was in the ski resort. Becoming the center of attention is also normal.
After noon, the sun is gradually slanting to the west. After several hours of high-load exercise, Jason feels breathless despite his physical fitness. Coupled with the low-end airtight ski suit, his back is already covered with sweat. , The goggles are also covered with a faint layer of mist.
The faint mist on the goggles was not enough to block the eyes, but it obscured some of the line of sight. In addition, the sun was so strong above his head that Jason could not see clearly, and he could only roughly see if someone was in front of him.
Just as Jason’s declining speed reached the fastest point, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the empty person. Jason completely subconsciously twisted his body to avoid him. Unfortunately, he still collided with the black shadow and fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, the shoulders collided with each other, and no serious injuries were caused.
Jason took off his goggles and moved his shoulder that was sore from the impact. Before he could speak, the young but wicked man who was knocked down on the other side complained first, "Damn, is your kid blind? See you slippery. Okay, why don't you even know the brakes? Still wondering for you to teach me, your technique, let's just forget it!"
"It's dangerous for you to appear suddenly, do you know? The wicked person sued first, forget it, tell you that you don't understand."
Jason couldn't understand all kinds of complicated allegorical expressions and idioms, but he could understand that the word'special' was a curse. He slowly got up and looked at the young and light guy opposite, with a stubborn look on his face.
He saw a lot of this kind of people on the streets of the United States. They were all stubborn and unreasonable guys. They even took out guns and intimidated them. Doing more is worse than doing less. Jason never likes to cause trouble, and he bears his shoulders. The pain slowly moved to the side of the slide, as far away as possible from the boy who just ran into each other.
"Damn, I turned out to be a foreigner, no wonder he skid so well, hey, foreigner, I won't care about you when I hit me, make friends, how do you teach me how to ski? The kind that can fly, how do you fly? Yes?" The boy saw that Jason was a foreign face, his unhappy expression vanished in an instant, and he leaned forward with interest.
"I'm sorry, I won't." The more Jason looks at the boy's ruffian, the more disgusted he is. He has to pretend to be a gangster at a young age, as if anyone would be afraid to kneel down and beg for mercy when he sees them. of.
"No, or don’t you want to be friends with me? You knocked me down just now, don’t you even say an apology? But don’t be afraid, I’m very particular about being a person, and I’ve always been tolerant of friends, as long as you Teach me to "twee" to fly, and I won't care about you."
The boy swayed his body from side to side, with his palms and arms flexibly sitting in the air, leaping and landing. Obviously, he was convinced by Jason's skiing skills and really wanted to learn.
"Sorry, I don't know you, nor your friend! If you think that the collision just now is my responsibility, you can choose to call the police and let the police handle it!"
Jason hates the idle gangsters, but he never takes the initiative to cause endless troubles, but when things fall to him, he is not the master who can be bullied, especially the scornful boy on the opposite side. His disdainful attitude makes people feel that the words are more like a threat.
"Oh, damn, this is a hard stubble? It's really a hard bone from a foreign country. You should still be in your foreign country. Tell you, this is Jinghu City, Qingshu County, and it's so special. I want to call the police... Haha, do you think the police station is run by your family
"If you scold someone, I will call the police." Jason's face became more and more ugly, but he was still holding back. The boy was right. After all, in a foreign country, it is better not to make trouble as much as possible.
"Call the police at 110, do you have a cell phone? I borrowed you without me!"
The boy took off his gloves, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Jason, with a hippy smiling face constantly provoking, "Fakyou, Fakyou...Are you cursing people like that abroad? The FAKyou family, can you understand?"
The boys yelled louder and louder, and a few people not far away came slowly, not that they didn’t want to speed up, but they had snowboards under their feet, and they were not good at skiing. They kept Jason in a circle without wrestling. , It has been a lot of effort.
There are a total of nine people here, even in thick ski suits, all of them are still full of stubborn energy. One of them is a round-faced fat man with a flattering grin, "Brother Huang Mao, what's up?"
"What's wrong... Monk, tell this stupid foreigner, who has the final say here?" The boy rubbed his nose dickly and stared at Jason with his nostrils.