The students of No. 12 Middle School fell into a strange silence.
The students from other schools are meaningful: "emmmm—"
At the beginning, everyone only saw Lin Qian and Zheng Zhong suddenly rushing out of the skating rink. They were too fast, and the legend that Lin Qian couldn't skate was well known, so the first reaction of the students was to worry about Lin Qian's safety, it was too late. Carefully discern the situation on the field.
After everyone gradually realized that the actual situation on the field seemed to be different from what everyone expected, the voices of worry gradually weakened, and were replaced by subtle doubts from students from other schools.
A classmate from another school who was familiar with the people from No. 12 Middle School said half-jealously and half-jokingly, "Your school's level of pretence is very good..."
The scene was very embarrassing.
After a short silence, everyone tacitly pretended that nothing had happened, and silently cast their eyes on the skating rink.
At this time, everyone realized how amazing the situation in the skating rink was.
It turned out that the few guests on the ice skating rink had already retreated to the sidelines reluctantly, and the empty venue became a stage for Lin Qian and Zheng Zhong.
Lin Qian's body was slightly bent forward, like the posture of a professional athlete at the Winter Olympics. He held a solemn arm with one hand, and his feet moved so fast that students who were closer could still hear his skates scraping past. The sound of ice.
Zheng Zhong is like an item that he is holding in his hand. He has no posture at all. He can only barely maintain his balance and is dragged forward by him passively. The facial features on his face have been distorted by the cold wind blowing on his face. .
"I don't want you to apologize now, call me Dad."
After Lin Qian finished speaking, his body suddenly leaned to the side, his center of gravity sank, and like a speed skater on TV, he lightly touched the ice with one hand and made a thrilling turn.
The ice blade scraped past the ice surface, and the crystal and fine ice chips flew in all directions in an instant.
There was an instant burst of enthusiastic cheers from the skating rink, not only the classmates who participated in the birthday party, but also other passers-by in the shopping mall who were attracted.
Lin Qian's speed skating turns were so amazing that even a layman could see the brilliance. The students' mentality was completely relieved, and they began to seriously enjoy the visual feast brought by Lin Qian.
Of course, there are some people who are particularly complicated.
Needless to say, Zheng Pingqing, Yunini and Luo Runwei, who were fortunate enough to see Lin Qian and Zheng Pingqing rush to the street this afternoon, both opened their eyes wide, and Yunini blushed with excitement: "I didn't expect that. Classmate Lin Qian is so amazing..."
Luo Runwei's indifferent face: "Haha, I didn't expect it."
Standing not far from Yunini, Huo yerui was about to bite his teeth. He was still secretly happy when he saw Lin Qian and Zheng Zhong clashing. Zheng Zhong's family was rich and had a bad temper. The fight must have been exciting. He was even happier when Lin Qian rushed into the skating rink with a solemn drag. Like everyone else, he knew that Lin Qian couldn't skate, but unlike others who were worried about Lin Qian's safety, he It is Barberlin who can make a big fool, and it is best to lose face in front of Yunini and return all the limelight he stole today.
Huo Yerui really didn't expect Lin Qian to be so aggressive. His skating skills were comparable to an athlete's ability to create a character who couldn't skate in school.
Compared with Zheng Pingqing's acting skills, it's even better than Zheng Pingqing.
Huo yerui felt that his trust in his classmates was all wrong.
Today's limelight is destined to belong to Lin Qian alone. Huo yerui, as the protagonist of the birthday party, was completely forgotten by everyone at this time.
Compared with them, Gou Xindou, who also witnessed the tragedy at the skating rink in the afternoon, had a more subtle mood.
Looking at Lin Qian, who was carrying Zheng Zhong steadily on the field with one hand, and thinking of Lin Qian who was holding Zheng Pingqing's waist in the afternoon, and cautiously finally flung himself into the street, Gou Xindou felt that his whole body was going to be bad.
This kind of tricky tricks that others take with him by pretending that his skills are so good, yet he pretends not to know how to do it. Unfortunately, classmate Gou Xindou happened to meet once with the girl who was in Dong Ming'en.
Gou Xindou looked at Lin Qian on the court, and then looked at Zheng Pingqing, who was obviously much more nervous than the other classmates, and had an epiphany.
Everyone's thoughts were different, but all of them were tightly held by Lin Qian.
Obviously it was a performance of two people, but everyone ignored the other person intentionally or unintentionally.
At the moment of turning, Zheng Zhong, who was caught by Lin Qian's hand, felt like he was about to be thrown out under the action of centripetal force. The sound of wind blew past his ears. Zheng Zhong could almost imagine that once he was really thrown out, he would end up. How horrible.
But that was just the beginning, they were so fast that they soon had a second turn, a third turn.
There were constant cheers and cheers around the skating rink, and the solemn on the field only felt like crying.
When Lin Qian was about to make his fourth turn, Zheng Zhong couldn't bear his psychological pressure any longer, and cried out in a collapsed way, "I apologize, I apologize—"
"No." Lin Qian rejected him indifferently, "What did I just say?"
Solemnly: qaq
In the few seconds of his hesitation, Lin Qian completed the fourth turn. This time, he deliberately loosened his hand slightly and held Zheng Zhong's hand. Zheng Zhong couldn't hold on any longer, and he shouted, "Dad—"
Lin Qian's speed slowed down, and he dragged Zheng Zhong slowly back to the sidelines. The students around him rushed over like a tide and surrounded them.
"Ah, Ah Qian, you are so amazing!"
"Excellent and excellent, capable of writing and martial arts, it is the light of the twelve, that's right."
"Ow—I love Ah Qian even more today!"
"Who lied to me that Aqian couldn't skate? I'm going to beat him to death! I was just scolded by my friends from No. 9 High School."
Ke Muzi was squeezed behind the crowd, and he shouted lonely, "666."
Xu Yao was envious and hated: "Aqian, how can you be so handsome, have you considered your friend's mood, I don't want to be Gaga for the rest of my life..."
Lin Qian was very modest and smiled, "I'm sorry, I pretended to be a coercion."
classmates:"… "
Once again, solemnly forgotten by everyone: "..." This is invisible pretending, this is basically killing him.
…
Zheng Pingqing stood at the front of the crowd, he didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, his eyes were very complicated.
Lin Qian raised his eyebrows at him, stepped aside to take off his skates, and then reached out to bring the pale face solemnly over: "Apologize, little friend."
Zheng Zhong, a rich second generation who has been promoted to adulthood since childhood, has received such treatment, with his head drooping for a long time and speechless.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Qian put his hand on his shoulder, and solemnly flinched like a frightened bird.
Lin Qianyu said earnestly, "Children, what you say should be counted."
He solemnly raised his head to look at Zheng Pingqing, his eyes were a little red, Zheng Pingqing also looked at him and suddenly said, "Forget it."
Seriously stunned.
Zheng Pingqing smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "It's all mistakes made when I was ignorant. Everyone is at fault. I don't need you to apologize anymore. Even if this matter is settled today, no one will owe anyone in the future."
In fact, there is no grievance between him and Zheng Zhong at all. Boys who don't study during school hours always have reasons to fight, but at that time Zheng Pingqing had just found out about Chen Shiyi and Lin Yazhi's together, and he started a serious fight.
Later, he took advantage of this incident to make a logical transfer, and he must transfer to the Twelfth Middle School.
After transferring to another school, he quickly threw himself into the entanglement of his life with Lin Qian, and quickly forgot about Zheng Zhong.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Zhong has been struggling to find him.
Zheng Pingqing sincerely hoped that Zheng Zhong could forget him. He really didn't want to be forced to recall the sand sculptures in his youth.
However, the second-year junior is actually a second-year junior. Zheng Zhong was originally reluctant. Hearing what Zheng Pingqing said, he said angrily: "It's not uncommon, I do what I say, I'm sorry! Did you hear it clearly? I'm sorry! "
Zheng Pingqing: "... Okay."
A farce finally came to an end, no matter whether it was a classmate from Twelfth Middle School or another school, they still looked at Lin Qian from the corner of their eyes, intentionally or not. It directly led to Jiang Tingjun's nightmare of being surrounded by ducks all night.
"Classmates, our store is closing, can you still cut the birthday cake?" The cafeteria employee shouted from the door.
Huo Yerui stored a big cake in the restaurant in advance. He originally planned to celebrate and share the cake together. Unexpectedly, Lin Qian asked everyone to forget about it.
Huo yerui walked back with a sullen face and said, "this is the cut."
Others also reacted and rushed back to the restaurant.
Lin Qian and Zheng Pingqing were at the end of the crowd. Before Zheng Pingqing could ask, Lin Qian answered firstly: "I went to learn skating later."
After what Lin Qian said, it was naturally more than ten years later, when Zheng Pingqing suddenly realized.
Lin Qianwangtian: "You know, I'm more competitive, and I've been brooding since I was knocked down by you. I went to college when I had time. I practiced for a long time, and I also participated in the school team. ."
Zheng Pingqing held back, but couldn't hold back: "Then you asked me to take you in the afternoon..."
Lin Qianyi clapped his hands, "I used to be pretty good at skating, but when I heard you wanted to take me, I forgot how to skate when I was so excited."
Zheng Pingqing gave him a deep look, feeling a little melancholy: "I thought I was coaxing my boyfriend well, but I didn't expect that it was my boyfriend who was coaxing me."
Lin Qian spread his hands: "Then will you still coax me in the future?"
Zheng Pingqing did not hesitate: "Here."