"You are more mature than Andrew. You don't need to pay too much attention when you fight against each other. Just be yourself and use your strengths to beat him."
Before the two teams played against each other, Andrew hadn't put on his face mask yet. He smiled at Lin Yifei. Andrew had always looked like a general, and his calm demeanor at this moment put Pan inexplicable pressure on him.
In the first round, Pan played against Andrew. Pan has always been good at attacking, but this time he was obviously in a passive state, looking at each other from head to tail. Compared with Andrew, he seemed calm and calm. In the first round, Andrew took the lead by a sword.
Pan walked back, sat on the seat and exhaled.
Lin Yifei patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, this is not the real final yet. We won against Griffith, and there are other powerful opponents waiting for us."
The opponent in the second round is also quite capable. The feint attack and the line-changing attack are well coordinated, but Lin Yifei is best at controlling the rhythm and the initiative. It was tricked out. Three consecutive repositioning attacks made the opponent overwhelmed, and then the rotating sword blocked a powerful slash that hit the opponent's arm.
Sitting there, Pan blinked and sighed, "Lin is really strong."
Rex snorted softly: "I said he really likes that guy, but after just one look, he even used that bastard's tactics."
Lin Yifei's wonderful strike just now had obviously deterred his opponent, and at the end, he chased back Pan's lost point.
The guy at the finale of Griffith and Rex had already fought in individual competitions. He had lost to Rex before, and Rex was the kind of person who had a strong desire for control during the game. The opponent never gave up trying to withstand the rhythm of the game, but was still completely influenced by Rex.
Before the start of the second round, Rex patted Pan on the shoulder and said in a nonchalant tone: "It's already the last year of middle school anyway, so why don't you put such a big burden on yourself and just concentrate on enjoying the game. In my opinion, how can that brat named Andrew be an opponent of a veteran like you?"
After all, Pan was familiar with Rex, and the other party's affirmation was tantamount to increasing his self-confidence. He finally found his own feeling and let go of all attacks.
On the contrary, Andrew was a little embarrassed by his shock, his footwork was chaotic, and his flaws were frequently exposed.
With Pan's return, Ghosn almost went all out and won the game.
When the two sides shook hands after the game, Andrew smiled and said: "Lin, you are much better than you were a year ago, and I feel like I can't catch up with you."
Lin Yifei lowered his head and smiled slightly.
There is no way, Chris is getting stronger and stronger, if he relaxes, he may not even be able to see Chris's back.
After the game, everyone went to celebrate. Ghosn finally achieved men's saber dominance in individual and team events. Coach Smith tried to put on a calm face, but speaking a little faster than usual gave him away.
"Washington D.C. championship is nothing! The focus is on the national finals. We have to win!"
"I still have to win!"
Everyone raised their glasses one after another, and Lin Yifei felt that it was great to be reborn.
Under the table, Chris lightly clasped Lin Yifei's fingers tightly.
Time passed by, and the winter vacation was approaching. Lin Yifei finally returned to Chinatown with his usual change of clothes. George himself sent him home.
Looking at Chen Linji's signboard, Lin Yifei couldn't wait to open the car door, but Chris grabbed him unexpectedly.
As soon as Lin Yifei turned his head, Chris bit his lips.
There were people coming and going here, Lin Yifei shrank back into the car in fright, and Chris pressed the whole person on the back seat.
Chris sucked hard a few times before letting him go.
"Don't play games and don't answer my calls when you get home."
"...No, don't worry." Lin Yifei's face was about to turn red, and Chris didn't even look at where this place was! Chinatown is full of people coming and going!
Chris slowly propped Lin Yifei up, and stretched out his hand to open the car door for him.
George walked into the trunk and unloaded the luggage. Mother Lin trotted out, calling Lin Yifei's name.
It's lucky, if my mother ran out ten seconds earlier and saw what Chris did to his precious son, she wouldn't have passed out.
Lin Yifei was embraced by his mother and walked into the car Chen Linji. When he turned his head, he met Chris' deep gaze.
Chris sat in the car and watched for a long time, until Lin Yifei went upstairs before asking George to drive.
Back at Ozburn's house, Mr. Leozburn was sitting in the living room looking at the documents. When he looked up and saw Chris, he smiled, "I'm back."
"Yeah." Chris nodded and went upstairs.
Hearing their conversation, Elizabeth trotted down the stairs.
"Chris! You're back!"
Winter holidays meant that Elizabeth could see her cousin every day.
"Yeah." Chris responded softly and opened the room. Elizabeth followed suit. Usually when Chris is away, George will lock the room, and Elizabeth can't even sneak in to see it.
Through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling bookcase, you can see rows of books, many of which are in Chinese. If it is someone else, so many books are probably arty and decorative. But Elizabeth knew that Chris must have read these books.
There were photographs in the bookcase, most of which were Mrs. Osborne's. At that time, Chris and her lived in Queens, New York, and their life was not rich. Elizabeth didn't know what kind of poor life it was, and she couldn't imagine it. It's just that when she looked at the old Chinese restaurant in the background, or the cafe whose door hadn't been painted for a long time, she knew that it would definitely not be the life she wanted to live.
Slowly looking down, the only photo that does not belong to Mrs. Osborne is a photo taken by Chris and Lin Yifei. Chris was sitting at the McDonald's table, and Lin Yifei was looking sideways at him. It was definitely a snapshot, because not only Lin Yifei's expression was very natural, but also Chris gave the illusion of smiling.
"What's the matter with you coming into my room?" Chris turned on the computer at the desk, checking the latest US stock news.
"It's nothing, I haven't seen you for a long time." Elizabeth sat on the edge of the bed, shaking her legs, "It will be Christmas in two weeks, and there will be a family reunion. I will be able to see my father and mother then. "
Chris snorted softly. He was not at all interested in that kind of gathering, which was long and tedious, with mutual flattery and contempt without knowing what it meant.
"Grandpa Delonie will also come. He is highly respected in the Ozburn family, and even your father has to respect him."
In a big family like Ozborne, older people tend to experience more wind and rain, so their prestige is naturally high.
"Last time, he mentioned that he wanted me to be engaged to you, so that the Ozburn family and the Taylor family will be united." When Elizabeth said this, her voice was very soft, with a tentative tone.
Chris' fingers holding the mouse froze slightly, and then he said, "You and I are cousins, how can we get married?"
"Do you think the law is binding on a family like ours? For Grandpa De Niro, how to strengthen the status of the Oz family is more important."
"It's absolutely impossible for me and you." Chris still didn't look back, "You seem to have stayed in my room for too long, Elizabeth."
"...you can try how to reject De Niro, and see if Mr. Osborne will stand on your side." Elizabeth walked out of Chris' room, closed the door and leaned against the wall and took a deep breath .
Staring at the computer screen, Chris suddenly got up and went to the bedside, where the cabin he and Lin Yifei made together was still placed. He opened the door with his fingers, and Schubert's "Winter Journey" slowly played.
After returning home, Lin Yifei could finally eat authentic Chinese food. Originally, I wanted to play games all night at night, but I didn't expect that my ID would automatically go offline as soon as twelve o'clock. At first, Lin Yifei thought it was a problem with his ID, but one night when he was on the phone with Chris, he realized that his ID had probably been hacked by that guy, in order to prevent him from staying up late and playing games.
As Christmas approaches, it has been snowing for the past few days. Although the weather was cold, Lin Yifei's room was well heated.
The Chinatown after the snow also has a special charm. After sleeping until noon, I received a text message from Chris: Are you up
Lin Yifei replied: Wake up, do you want to go shopping in Chinatown with me
Within two seconds, I received another text message: Look out the window.
Lin Yifei opened the window, and saw Chris with his hands in his pockets under the opposite streetlight. He was wearing a gray nylon windbreaker, which he wore in such a dull color to give it a three-dimensional effect. The jeans on his lower body elongated the curves of his legs, really looking like a model of a luxury brand in the poster.
Putting on the sweater and down jacket, and wrapping the scarf around his neck, Lin Yifei ran downstairs.
The two stepped on the snow and made a loud noise. The candied haws in the snow are unexpectedly crisp because the sugar coating doesn’t melt like it does in the hot weather. The snacks in winter are always hot, walking from China Street to the end of the street, Lin Yifei only felt that he was almost half full. Look at Chris again, the other's skin is particularly beautiful in this whiteness.
Lin Yifei tore off his scarf and hung it around Chris' neck.
"Be cool! I'll freeze you to death!"
Then he started laughing, turned up his collar, Lin Yifei took Chris back to Chen Linji, and Manman and the three of them ate hot pot together.
Lin's mother and Lin's father were busy downstairs and couldn't accompany their children to eat, so they brought up the best mutton slices guiltily.
"Chris, are you not used to hot pot?" Manman asked looking at the boiling red soup.
"No." Chris simmered the mutton in the spicy soup, dipped it in sesame sauce, and ate it, holding chopsticks like an authentic Chinese.