Lin Yifei took two steps forward with the newspaper in his arms, and Chris also walked forward seemingly unintentionally. Lin Yifei lowered his head and smiled softly. He knew that Chris was actually accompanying him in this silly way.
No one deliberately looked at each other, but they spent all their energy to feel each other.
When they came near the hotel, Lin Yifei was still standing across the road from the hotel, while Chris just stood in front of the hotel door, paused for a while with his back to Lin Yifei, and walked into the hotel.
As soon as Chris entered the door, he saw Elizabeth sitting by his bed.
"Chris! Where have you been? I didn't answer your calls. Have you had dinner yet?" Elizabeth asked.
"George, where's my roommate?"
Chris didn't respond to Elizabeth, but looked at George who was organizing Chris' wardrobe.
"Miss Elizabeth has another room for him."
Chris picked up the room card and said to George: "Pack up your clothes, I'll go and change rooms."
The meaning is clear, he does not want to stay with Elizabeth.
"Chris Osborne! You treat me like transparent air or poison!" Elizabeth stood up abruptly, her pretty face distorted.
"You can't make air, because people can't live without air." Chris picked up the laptop on the table, and turned to Elizabeth with a cold smile.
"So who is your air? Lin?" Elizabeth was very emotional, even though De Niro warned her to be patient, she still couldn't contain her outburst.
Chris ignored her and put his computer bag on his shoulders.
"So what if you see him? As long as you hug him or even hold his hand, De Niro will make his life worse than death!" Elizabeth's voice was sharp and piercing.
"Stupid." Chris glanced at her, and there was a bit of cruel pity in his eyes.
Because I can't hug him and kiss him, I miss him even more.
Even if it's close at hand.
Ten minutes later, Chris changed the room again. Without Elizabeth, Chris rarely gets a good night's sleep. Because this was the closest he was to Lin Yifei in the past few months.
The next morning, the team final between Lin Yifei and Chris began. This was a game with unimportant results, but it attracted the attention of the entire Junior Saber Team, and some even took a DV to record it.
Lin Yifei will never forget that day in the fencing room.
Surrounded by spectators, they have long been familiar with the viewing rules, and when the game begins, even the slightest whisper disappears.
The pressure of silence came oncoming, and Lin Yifei hadn't endured such pressure for a long time... It made his heartbeat thicker, and even the fingers holding the hilt of the sword no longer trembled.
A figure stood opposite him.
Even the thick protective gear can't hide the opponent's slender and tall figure, as if Chris Oz is a sword, sharp and arrogant, but calm like a polar glacier.
When he saluted Lin Yifei with his sword, there was an illusion of extreme elegance. Maybe the opening moment was what the audience was looking forward to.
They stand at opposite ends of the mirror and see themselves in each other's eyes.
Chelsea stood on the sidelines, lazily smoking a cigarette. Because smoking is not allowed in the fencing room, he can only smell the tobacco.
Lippmann seemed to have a calm expression, but his heart was very turbulent. He has trained many excellent fencing talents for the United States, but only when he saw these two children, he suddenly couldn't restrain his excitement.
"Allez (start)." Lippmann gestured.
Without hesitation, Chris knocked on Lin Yifei's sword and slashed at him. The aura of killing gods made everyone raise their hearts. Only two seconds into the game, Lin Yifei was hit, subconsciously took a step back.
At this moment, Elizabeth came in with a staff member's sign. She always thought that Chris would use the opportunity of the match to say something to Lin Yifei, or hug at halftime, but she was wrong. Standing opposite Chris is only the opponent he must defeat, even if that person is Lin Yifei.
Lin Yifei was forced by Chris to only defend, and almost touched the bottom line several times.
Suddenly, he seized the opportunity to divert Chris' slash, and slid over, the tip of the sword pierced the opponent's front, which seemed dangerous, but Chris easily avoided it.
Without extra movement, the opponent blocked Lin Yifei's sword and stabbed at his throat, as if the superhuman ability inspired by fear when death came, Lin Yifei dodged it.
Dodging Chris awkwardly, Lin Yifei suddenly felt that many things would not be lost just because he didn't touch them for a long time. The relationship between him and Chris is not only the passion of hugging and kissing, but something more fiery hidden in his blood, lurking in his nerves, that is the instinct between him and him, which can never be lost.
At the end of the first round, Lin Yifei didn't score a single point, but Chris already scored five points. This opening made everyone unexpected, but it was reasonable. Because Chris is obviously more serious today than he is with anyone else. Lin Yifei adjusted his breathing, Chelsea was not far away.
At the beginning of the second round, Lin Yifei saw Chris' eyes through the protective gear.
Firm and decisive.
"If you don't have the determination to prevent others from stabbing you with a single sword, then don't pick up the sword." Chelsea's words rang in Lin Yifei's ears.
Opposite him is Chris, a guy who knows his breath like the back of his hand. If he wants to win Chris, he can only surpass himself.
Chris's sword struck over, and everyone present held their breaths. Although everyone knew that Chris would win in this situation, they still didn't want Lin Yifei to break his wings too early.
The sound of "bang—" trembled along his arms, Lin Yifei swung his sword to block the opponent's attack, and made a counterattack in an instant. It was a beautiful sliding step, and the tip of the saber crossed Chris's front lapel , Unfortunately, the strength is too small to constitute an effective attack.
It was like the prelude to a certain scene, Lin Yifei's sword galloped up, twisting the sword to control the sword, shifting to fight back, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it. When attacking, it seems to have given up everything, but the defense is seamless.
That's right, thinking about how to beat your opponent is something before the game. On the court, he only needs to become the unique Lin Yifei.
In an instant, the one-sided situation of the game was reversed, and Lin Yifei's swordsmanship was overwhelming, and people watching often took a second or two to realize what happened.
In just two and a half minutes, Lin Yifei chased back Chris's five points from the previous game. Such a quick loss of points was almost unprecedented in Chris' experience. But no one felt that Chris was embarrassed by losing, because Lin Yifei was so brilliant.
Although Elizabeth knew fencing, she had never found it boring, and she never even understood why Chris was fascinated by it.
At this moment, for the first time, the tense feeling of a close call or even a thread of life made her forget to breathe.
The fight between the two became more and more fierce.
Elizabeth couldn't even imagine that Chris gave almost all his tenderness to Lin Yifei on weekdays, but now he can kill him recklessly.
Every sword has to cut the breath. Lin Yifei is wanton and unrestrained, completely different from his usual personality. Chris's defense and offense tend to be rigorous.
Lippmann almost lost track of time, and at the end of the second game, the score was tied 12-12.
A short one-minute break saved the lives of the audience, who finally got their breath.
Lin Yifei stood on the sidelines, his toes tapping the ground rhythmically, like a drum beat.
Chris sat quietly on the ground, flexing his wrists.
They are like two unrelated people.
At the beginning of the third game, the collision between the two was still tense, as if it was either you or me, every point was extremely thrilling. After Chris's feint attack, Lin Yifei chopped on the back of his hand the moment Lin Yifei reacted. The audience at close range couldn't help but tremble slightly. If Lin Yifei wasn't wearing the protective gear, Lin Yifei might not even be able to hold the sword. But in the next round, after Lin Yifei's straight thrust, he reversed three times in a row. At the moment Chris counterattacked, he resolutely pressed his sword to fight back. Just when everyone thought he would take advantage of the situation and hit Chris on the shoulder, he slammed With a lunge and a long thrust, he hit Chris in the chest.
The game finally came to the end, and Lippmann reminded: "Uneminutedecombat (last minute)."
The moment Lin Yifei and Chris exchanged swords was another heart-stopping offensive and defensive battle. The offense and defense continued to change positions, and the battle between the two entered a white-and-white stage.
One moment Chris blocked Lin Yifei's sword, and the next moment the opponent began to change sides and attack one after another, disrupting his rhythm. In the last five seconds, everyone stretched their necks, only to see Chris with half a long thrust, then drew his sword to resist Lin Yifei's attack, pressed the sword instantly, and then stabbed Lin Yifei. The moment the sword tip touched the opponent's protective gear, Lin Yifei raised the sword to resist, controlled the sword and twisted the sword, and then slashed sideways in the air. Chris' right leg barely supported his body backwards.
Everyone opened their mouths slightly, waiting for Lippman's referee, who had the priority of the sword just now, and who scored the point
It was so fast that no one was sure, and some people even took the DV and started slow motion playback.
Lippman raised his right hand, signaling Lin Yifei to score effectively.
This is the same conclusion that other people have come to from watching DV.
Chris and Lin Yifei were still facing each other, their chests heaved, as if they were still restless after the fight just now. Ten seconds later, Lin Yifei swallowed and took off his mask. Sweat made the bangs on his forehead stick to the skin, as if he had lost his strength, he took two steps back and stood firm. Chris had a faint urge to go forward and support him, but he held back. He also took off his mask and nodded to Lin Yifei.
"Congratulations."
This was the first sentence Chris said to him after they met in the youth team, only two words.
The air seemed to be struck by a match, and it sizzled and burned.
eighty
Then, Chris turned around without any hesitation, only he himself knew how hard it was to endure the urge to hug that person through clenched teeth.
His Yifei has changed. Become more powerful and dazzling.
The audience in the fencing room gradually dispersed, and many people surrounded the DV and were still commenting on the match just now.
Elizabeth stood where she was, unable to even move.
This match made her vaguely understand that Chris didn't need to say anything or make any intimate gestures to Lin Yifei at all, as long as they held the sword, they could communicate. The more heartless Chris' sword is, the crazier his fascination with Lin Yifei becomes. Because no one in this world can make him forget everything with such concentration.
Lin Yifei was standing not far away, with such a calm expression, drinking Pocari, took the towel and wiped the sweat from his head, a few teenagers gathered around to communicate with him, and they chatted very speculatively.
Elizabeth realized sadly that such a Lin Yifei would be extremely bright even standing in the darkest place, and no one could cover up his brilliance.
She couldn't bear it anymore, took her mobile phone to a secluded place, and dialed De Niro's number. When the call was connected, she trembled all over.
"Grandpa De Niro... Can't let Chris fencing anymore. As long as there is fencing, the relationship between him and Lin cannot be severed!"
"Why cut it off?" De Niro's voice sounded calm.
"What..." Elizabeth froze.
"If it is cut off, Chris doesn't need to be patient anymore. And what he has to learn is patience."
"Grandpa De Niro, I thought... you were on my side..."
"Of course I'm on your side at the moment. It's just Elizabeth, what I want to tell you is that marriage is never the same as love. If you want to use marriage to tie Chris's heart, it is childish and ridiculous. Even in the future You guys are married, are you sure you can tolerate Chris loving someone else? Even if that person isn't Lin."
"I...how can I endure it?"
"Then go and learn." De Niro's tone was gentle and slow, but he revealed a coldness, "Since you are a celebrity lady and want to be the mistress of the Ozben family, then show a little bit of the mistress's mind Come."
The phone was hung up, and Elizabeth understood De Niro's intentions for the first time.
Whether Chris still loves Lin Yifei is not important at all, De Niro just uses this method to teach Chris to learn to be patient. And the mistress of Oz's family is just a decoration, and will not occupy any place in Chris's life. Elizabeth abandoned dignity and everything, not such a vain position.
At night, Lin Yifei was lying on the bed in the hotel. He just took a shower and his hair is not dry yet.
The boy in the dormitory threw a towel on his head, "I beg you to wipe your hair clean! Otherwise, you will be in trouble if you catch a cold."
"Ah, thanks..."
"No. At the beginning you were so powerful that you swept us all down, so I had a little jealousy towards you. But after today's game, I suddenly felt that it is a very despicable thing to be jealous of you. Because I don't have the kind of you to get rid of everything The determination to take on the opponent."
Lin Yifei lowered his head a little shyly.
The entry list for the U.S. team at the World Junior Fencing Championships was confirmed, and the names of Lin Yifei and Chris were written on the list for the men's saber single competition.
When get out of class was over on Monday, Lin Yifei walked outside the door. The sun at 4:30 noon still had a dazzling aftertaste. In the shade of trees not far away, there was a tall and familiar figure under the backlight, as quiet as a statue, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Chelsey?" Lin Yifei was stunned.
"Are you wondering why I'm here?" Chelsea smiled with his head tilted. He shaved his beard, clean and capable. The slightly curly forehead hair was combed back, revealing the elegant browbones. The dark gray casual suit and striped scarf restrained his sharpness, revealing a bit of mature intellectuality.
"Yes, no intensive practice today. However, you look very different today..."
"Because, I decided to be your coach."
"Be my coach? Aren't you already my coach?" Lin Yifei was puzzled.
Chelsea chuckled lightly, and put his arms around Lin Yifei's shoulders: "Come on, I've discussed with your school that you can use the fencing gym every night from now on. They expect you to win the World Junior Fencing Championship."
"Aha..." Lin Yifei laughed, and suddenly had a kind of ambition that he didn't have before.
Chelsea's personal connections were beyond Lin Yifei's imagination. He invited three college students as sparring partners for Lin Yifei, each of whom had rich experience in competitions.
"I can't afford the money for sparring..." Lin Yifei whispered to Chelsea in embarrassment.
"It doesn't matter, can you afford to hire me as a personal trainer?"
In other words, these sparring partners are paid out of Chelsea's own pocket.
"Don't worry, I have nothing but money now." Chelsea raised the corners of her mouth a little lonely.
Having seen the level of first-class athletes like Kevin Fell, Reid, and Michelle, these sparring partners are not enough. At first these college students thought they were just practicing with rich middle school students, but when they were defeated by Lin Yifei, they realized that such a high salary was not easy to earn.
Chelsea did not hope that these sparring partners could beat Lin Yifei, all he needed was constant guidance during practice.
Within a week, these sparring partners resigned one after another. Although Lin Yifei has always been humble and polite, but being defeated miserably by a fifteen or six-year-old child, his self-esteem will not be able to bear it after a long time.
Just when Chelsea was having a headache, the savior came.
Rex put on the protective gear and walked in, still with that somewhat frivolous smile on his face.
"It's better to find those useless college students than me. It's still free."
"Rex—" Lin Yifei hugged him, "It's best to have you!"
At first Chelsea was not optimistic about Rex, but in just one minute, Chelsea's view changed.
The times have really changed, and it has come to the world of young people.
With Rex as a high-level sparring partner, it was easier for Lin Yifei to expose his various shortcomings. Chelsea never distracted Lin Yifei by yelling during practice, and would only correct Lin Yifei in an almost mean way at the end of the round between the two of them.
"Initiative, initiative! You've been thinking about getting the initiative back, have you ever wondered why Rex was able to beat you just now? It's not because of his rhythm or he didn't leave a gap for you! It's because His footwork and upper body movements are better than yours!"
"What's your slash! Did you slash his sword or his shoulder! Why do you stick to the end! Feint attack? Transfer? Go straight to the point. Do you think that one plus one must equal two?"
Chelsea never yelled with bruised veins, he always folded his arms and had scrutiny in his eyes.
Rex often thinks, it's a good thing this guy is not his coach, otherwise he would have vomited blood and died.
The official competition will be after the end of the semester, and there will be a round of intensive training before the competition. Before that, Chris can go back to New York.
They were in the Ozburn family's private car.
While listening to the music, Elizabeth glanced at Chris on the side intentionally or unintentionally.
He was holding a laptop computer, looking at all kinds of information, his eyes were very focused. Every time the car stopped or turned, the vibration didn't seem to affect him.
Only at this time, Elizabeth can appreciate his beauty without any scruples. She was obsessed with this cousin, the first time she saw him at a family gathering, it was like seeing the little prince in the winter palace. No one can enter his palace and he doesn't care if anyone comes near.
More than half an hour later, Chris seemed to have read all the news he was concerned about, and then opened a video.
Elizabeth was stunned, it was the video of Lin Yifei's competition.
He held his chin and looked at it seriously.
"Chris!" Elizabeth was very angry, "What do you mean by watching Lin Yifei's video like this?"
"To win next time." Chris made a shut-up gesture to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth was trembling with anger, she knew that she could not call De Niro anymore, because Chris did not violate any agreement with De Niro, he was just studying his opponent now.
From frowning, Chris kept replaying the scene of Lin Yifei hitting himself, to slowly relaxing his brows, allowing the recording to continue.
Elizabeth knew that at this moment he was no longer studying the duel between them, he was just looking at Lin Yifei.
If it was in the past, she would laugh at Chris's misery, and she could only look at the person she likes in this way.
And now she knows that the most ridiculous thing is only herself.
Back in New York, Elizabeth's most anticipated day finally arrived. De Niro will personally officiate her engagement ceremony with Chris.
Although they are still young, in a family like Ozborne, they are already adults.
The engagement ceremony was extravagant. In the mansion of the Ozburn family in New York, family members came one after another, even the dignitaries of the Taylor family came. Elizabeth's father couldn't close his jaw when he laughed.
Chris on the ladder nodded and smiled half-mockingly, watching the other members of the Ozbone family who were obviously very unhappy with Chris's strengthening of his position, but still wore a mask of fake smiles on their faces.
Elizabeth is like a diamond princess today, elegant and luxurious, she stretched out her hand in front of Chris, because under De Niro's gaze, Chris will not give a little face.
Chris lifted Elizabeth's hand without any force. His palms were a little cold, without any expression on his face, he led Elizabeth down.
De Niro smiled very naturally today, and the Taylor family looked a lot prouder because of De Niro's support. Recently, some industrial stocks under the Ozborne family have fallen, and the Taylor family took advantage of the situation to buy a lot. The purpose of wanting to have the decision-making power in the Ozborne family is already quite obvious.