The next day, Wei Zhi slept until she woke up naturally. She rubbed her eyes and lay in a daze on the bed for half a minute. She picked up her cell phone and checked the time. It was half past nine.

Almost as a conditioned reflex, Wei Zhi jumped up from the bed, hurriedly opened WeChat, and was unexpectedly faced with a quiet WeChat interface——

Unlike usual times, there will definitely be a person with a swimsuit-style Crayon Shin-chan avatar at the top, telling her to wait in the ski equipment hall, it’s already past nine o’clock, so hurry up and stop wasting time.

Today, Crayon Shin-chan died.

“…”

There is no class today.

The little girl sitting on the bed felt empty again.

“…”

This unhappy day started from the moment I woke up to now when I faced WeChat which was as quiet as a chicken.

Wei Zhi was contemplating on her cell phone, and Jiang Nanfeng, who was standing next to her, was awakened by her resentment.

She turned over and tried to open her eyes to take a look at the person lying on the bed next to her. She commented sincerely, "Although you haven't married yet, I seem to have seen what you looked like when you stood at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau on the day of your divorce and watched your husband walk away with his rich wife without looking back."

"How about some punctuation when speaking?"

"I don't."

Wei Zhi turned his head quickly and said, "If I don't go to class, do you also not have to go to class?"

"I told Yanyan that I'd take a break today, so I'll go to another ski resort with you," Jiang Nanfeng yawned. "Why do you sound so rude? Don't force me to beat you up so early in the morning."

Wei Zhi snorted from his nose, showing his sympathy for Jiang Nanfeng in a very ungrateful way——

She really doesn't want to be sympathized with.

She was made to feel like a poor abandoned insect.

To be honest, whoever is not free is not free, it seems that he is the only one who can teach people among so many ski resorts in Zhangjiakou Chongli...

What’s so great!

His eyes rolled around in his sockets, and a bad idea came to his mind. Weizhi grabbed his phone and opened a short video app.

Brush and brush.

Finally brushed to...

number one player.

The UP host related to skiing is based in Zhangjiakou and is a frequent visitor to the ski resort at the foot of the mountain. He is estimated to be 1.8 meters tall. When he spins in circles on the snow track, he looks like a flat-footed master and a spinning top.

Sure, sure.

I clicked on the homepage and followed it. I was very happy when I saw the words “Classes can be booked” on the homepage.

Continue scrolling down, there are various videos of this UP host skiing. The snow clothes he wears in different videos are different, colorful, what a fashionable guy!

I scrolled down and saw something different. The UP host and his friend were playing in front of a candied haws stall. He took off his face mask and looked like——

Weizhi: “…”

Exit the page and unfollow.

player number two.

A skiing-related UP host, based in Zhangjiakou, a cooperative coach at a mountainside ski resort, estimated to be 1.72 meters tall, a little short but manageable. A great carver, his snowboard swished along the slopes, and he slid through small turns, his legs as flexible as two noodles.

Sure, sure.

I clicked on the homepage and followed it. I was very happy when I saw the words “Classes can be booked” on the homepage.

Scrolling down, the third row of videos shows the UP host, walking outside the ski resort, looking back as he walked, and doing an Ollie 180, turning around to show his face, with his face mask in his hand, looking——

Weizhi: “…”

Exit the page and unfollow.

player number three.

A skiing-related UP host, based in Zhangjiakou, a cooperative coach at the Shanding Ski Resort, estimated to be 1.78 meters tall, a master of flat skiing, Drivespin360, 540, 720, he can repost his videos at will, has millions of fans, and each of his videos gets tens of thousands of likes.

Sure, sure.

Click on the home page and click on close first——

Alas.

The first video was a face-showing photo of a guy in a snow suit who did a Nollie 540 and fell down, holding up his sports camera and falling in a doggy style. He was laughing so hard that he couldn’t stop. The entire ski slope was filled with his laughter.

Weizhi even found this laughter familiar.

Weizhi: “…”

It's his fucking old cigarette.

Do.

Exit the page and unfollow.

This road is blocked.

Wei Zhi put down his phone in despair: "Jiang Nanfeng, let's go to the ski school at the mountainside ski resort... to draw a blind box?"

"Oh," Jiang Nanfeng hugged the quilt and said cruelly, "The emperor just made a lot of efforts to select the concubines in those short videos. Are they not in his eyes?"

"Yes," Wei said, "It's good to wear the face shield and snow goggles properly. Why take them off when there's nothing to do?"

Her ridiculous remarks made Jiang Nanfeng sneer: "You are sick. Only your master is used to you."

Wei Zhi didn't say anything. She was caught off guard by the mention of someone again. She felt angry and her cheeks puffed up like a frog. She got up from the bed without saying a word and took a shower.

…

Half an hour later, I packed up and prepared to go out.

The weather outside was cold enough that Wei wanted to go directly to the ski resort wearing a snow suit and snowshoes.

After putting on her light purple overalls, snow suit and white jacket, she noticed something was wrong when it came to putting on snowshoes.

The snowshoes were tight, indeed. She had almost gotten used to them after skiing for so many days. But the moment she put one foot into the new snowshoe, she felt uncomfortable: This is too tight, right?!

There was no need to pull the drawstring inside the shoe tongue. From toes to insteps to ankles, every cell in her foot seemed to be tightly bound in the snowshoes, clinging tightly to the shoe body. After a while, her feet began to lose feeling.

"It's normal. Yanyan said that wearing new snowshoes on the first day is like torturing yourself. You feel like you're going to have your limbs amputated all the time. It will be fine in the future... Didn't your boss tell you?"

Jiang Nanfeng bought Burton's current season's BOA style with wire buttons. When wearing them normally, just loosen the button in the front, slide it and twist it, then press it down, and the whole shoe can be put on quickly. It is very labor-saving and suitable for girls.

Compared to Weizhi's Deeluxe, this shoe from Burton is much softer and more comfortable.

Now, as she spoke, she put her feet into her snowshoes, loosened the buckles, and straightened her back—

"Oh, I forgot, when you two separated for the last time yesterday, you were almost drawing swords against each other."

Facing Jiang Nanfeng's occasional ridicule, Wei Zhi sneered.

Deeluxe snowshoes are Velcro and drawstring models, with drawstrings on both sides and Velcro in the front. The left and right drawstrings control the upper and lower parts of the straps above the tongue. The Velcro is at the top to strengthen the support of the front tongue. When you relax the snowshoes, you can release it and hang it on a small fixed strap in front of the tongue...

After putting on his shoes and relaxing all the parts of his body that could be relaxed as much as possible, Weizhi stood up and took two steps.

"My toes started to feel numb because of the lack of blood flow."

"Be patient." Jiang Nanfeng looked at the snowshoes on the little girl's feet. "These shoes are really beautiful. Beauty comes at a price."

When taking the elevator to the guard post, people hold onto the wall, with their two feet, sometimes the left foot is on the ground, sometimes the right foot is on the ground.

Jiang Nanfeng was affected by her restlessness: "You know, you are like a red-crowned crane on a frying pan now."

Weizhi put down his raised right foot expressionlessly.

She walked out of the elevator and headed towards the hotel entrance. She limped in front and pushed the door open, turning back to ask Jiang Nanfeng: "Did Lao Yan tell you how many days this kind of pain usually lasts? Or you can ask him now if it's normal for me to feel like I'm being strangled like the famous Suzhou and Hangzhou dish Dongpo Pork—"

The words are not finished yet.

As soon as she pushed open the hotel door, she saw a familiar SUV passing by her out of the corner of her eye.

Passing a pit where snow had just melted, the car made a loud bang without slowing down, and mud and water splashed all over the car door.

...There is probably only one car this dirty in the whole of Zhangjiakou.

Weizhi shut his mouth, his eyes uncontrollably following the SUV as it circled the parking lot. He watched it find a parking space, back up neatly into the garage, and stop.

Then the passenger door opened first.

A girl wearing a woolen hat jumped down from above.

She was wearing Asakusa snowboard shoes, long hair, the kind of pink that can only be dyed after bleaching, a pink plaid snow suit, about 1.65 meters tall, very white skin, and light lip gloss...

The makeup is very Korean.

She had already put on a face guard, but this time it was pulled down and hung on her chin, forming a V shape, supporting her face to the size of a palm.

Not a flower banquet.

It's another beautiful young lady.

She jumped out of the car, stood up, opened the back door, took her skis off, and opened the driver's door as well.

The man, wearing a black sweatshirt, sweatpants, a black duckbill cap, and Martin boots, walked out of the cab with his long legs.

The shadow cast by the black mask brim made it difficult to see his face...

It's a pity that this man can be recognized even when he turns into Gray Guard.

At this time, he also went around to the back seat, and after selecting for a while, he took out a black snowboard. As soon as he took the stabilizer, the pink-haired girl who was originally standing on the passenger side came over...

After chatting with him for a while, she took off her gloves, took out a sports camera from her shirt pocket and handed it to the man.

The latter did not refuse, and took it naturally, fiddled with it for a while, and perhaps there was some problem with the settings. He turned around, lowered his head slightly, approached the girl next to him, and said a few words to her...

I don't know what he said.

The girl laughed heartily, and as the man held the camera in his hand, she also reached out to fiddle with the sports camera pole... From a distance, the two of them were very close, and she was holding the front half of the camera pole, probably teaching him how to angle it so that he would look good -

Weizhi stopped watching it after this.

So she missed the moment when the girl's hand just touched Shan Chong's hand and he took his hand away without leaving a trace.

Jiang Nanfeng stood there and read the book for a while. He was about to sigh and wonder if this big guy had skin allergies and wouldn't let anyone touch him, but when he turned around, Wei Zhi had already walked ten meters away.

Jiang Nanfeng: "..."

Jiang Nanfeng: "Hello! Hello?!"

Jiang Nanfeng: "Jiji?"

Jiang Nanfeng: "Wei Zhi!!!!"

Jiang Nanfeng: "You crazy woman! Are you walking so fast again? Don't your feet hurt?! Hey! Wait for me!"

Jiang Nanfeng shouted and ran after the person in front of him without looking back.

…

During the chase, Jiang Nanfeng did not have time to notice the problem of her loud voice. So when she was shouting "Wei Zhi" in a mighty manner and chasing the man, the man standing next to the off-road vehicle, who was originally studying how to use the GoPro sports camera, paused, raised his eyelids, and looked up into the distance.

"The wide-angle lens is set here - huh? Worshiping gods? What's going on?"

A female voice sounded nearby.

Shan Chong blinked, and the figure in purple overalls reflected in his dark pupils became increasingly distant and blurry.

"Yeah, nothing."

The man withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and spoke in a polite yet unfamiliar tone.

"Excuse me, could you please say it again?"

…

It is the snow season and the ski resorts on the mountainside are crowded.

Chongli has many ski resorts, and the distribution of ski enthusiasts has also formed a very interesting situation -

Shanding Ski Resort is a comprehensive large ski resort with a large area, wide ski trails, high altitude, low temperature, good snow quality, delicious food, and complete hotel facilities. It is suitable for family travel... Therefore, it attracts more beginners, basic skiers or carvers.

The ski resort at the foot of the mountain has a relatively high temperature and narrow ski trails, but it is close to the Chongli business center and has convenient living conditions. Most of the people who like to gather here are pretty ladies and trendy men. There are fewer advanced skiers, and everyone prefers to gather on the beginner and intermediate trails to practice flat flower techniques.

The mountainside ski resort is the domain of the park's masters, who gather here to do barrel jumps and pole jumping to compare their skills...

Because the mountainside ski resort is equipped with a commercial area, there are especially many foreigners here. In today's environment where international flights are closed everywhere, it always gives people a feeling that foreigners from all over the world have gathered in this ski resort.

It was impossible to have no coaches. Unlike the hundred-strong coaching team at the mountaintop ski resort, there were fewer people and coaches at the mountainside ski resort, about twenty coaches in total, and all of them were out giving lessons.

Weizhi failed to draw the blind box.

While waiting in line to buy coffee, I persevered and opened the short video software again, opened the nearby people, and began to search for reliable big men who were free.

Then, anyone who is located in this ski resort is either jumping on buckets or sticking on poles.

It was completely beyond her ability.

Look around again -

In addition to foreigners, there are also many domestic snowboarders with snowboards. Some of the boards are covered with various stickers sponsored by ski clubs and brands, which make them look very powerful.

What’s even more amazing is that one of them was holding a cup of coffee in one hand and had the other hand tied with a bandage around his neck. Even so, there was still unmelted snow on his ski suit, and it was obvious that he had just come back from skiing and was taking a break.

The man was still chatting with his friends.

Bandage skater A: “I think I can’t get past that horizontal bar. I’ve watched the instructional video hundreds of times, but I still can’t learn it.”

Skater B: "Practice on the ground first, then on the pole."

Skater B was wearing a large sweatshirt, his gloves were taken off and placed aside, his hands were covered with various old metal-style rings, and his hair was dyed white.

Very damp.

Bandage skater A: “It’s useless. It happened the day before yesterday. I panicked when I was getting on the pole and got stuck on the toe edge. My elbow broke on the pole. I don’t even remember how I got to the hospital or how I got out.”

Skater B: "It's hopeless. Find someone to lead you."

Bandana Skater A: "Who?"

Skater B: "That guy on the mountain... or Dai Duo, isn't he also coming to Chongli? He probably won't leave that fast."

Bandage skater A: "...Brother, are you sick? First of all, that person is from the CK club. We haven't been dealing with each other for many years. If I get caught, won't I be expelled from the Wantongtang club?"

Skater B: "Just do it secretly and don't let the club manager know. If you don't tell anyone, I don't think he will tell anyone."

Bandage skater A: "6,000 yuan is enough for me to go to the orthopedic department twice... and I've heard people say before that he doesn't accept temporary lessons unless it's introduced by a close disciple or friend. You have to queue up, and there are basic requirements - what if he says my basics are not up to standard and he can't teach me? It's not as strict as the admission to Tsinghua University or Peking University."

Skater B: “Not necessarily. I heard he’s teaching how to push the slope recently.”

Bandage Skater A: "Who? Who pays 6000 bucks just to learn how to push a slope?"

Skater B: "...Yeah, so how can you sleep if you don't do anything this snow season?"

Bandage Skater A: "I can't sleep, so I just try to sleep."

They both burst into laughter.

Wei Zhi, who listened to the whole process, said: "…"

I don't understand a word.

Weizhi began to suspect that he might have come to the wrong ski resort.

Without a coach, the people around her either couldn’t speak her language, or those who could speak it weren’t down-to-earth... Her feet were sore from the squeezing, and even snowshoes couldn’t escape the new shoe curse, and her heels were a little rubbed.

She felt unhappy from head to toe, both physically and mentally; she felt a little depressed.

Just as he was sighing for the eighth time, someone patted his shoulder and Jiang Nanfeng's voice came from behind: "Wei Zhi, let's talk."

Wei Zhi turned around and looked at Jiang Nanfeng blankly.

"What's wrong with you now?"

"My feet hurt."

"Who told you this?"

"My feet hurt right now," she emphasized. "It hurts so much. Don't your snowshoes rub your feet?"

"I won't. I think you don't have a footache, you have angina."

"... Can this become a meme?"

Jiang Nanfeng didn't bother to pay attention to her jokes, and said seriously: "Let me ask you, what's the matter with you looking like a hairless chicken this morning? I told you a long time ago that your precious master is a big boss, but you still didn't believe it... Do you know what a big boss is? He is like a dragon that can only be seen from the head but not the tail. He has a lot of disciples and apprentices, and you have to queue up to attend a class--"

"What kind of tongue twister are you reciting? And you're blaming the rhyme, but he clearly said that no one wants to take his class." Wei Zhi still remembered what Shan Chong said, "What you said is not true."

"Okay, even if there is only one class occasionally, he still has to go! Besides, besides you, he has to take care of the remaining disciples?" Jiang Nanfeng said, "You have to balance this matter, don't be unhappy about it."

Weizhi blinked and denied it.

“I’m not moping.”

"I've heard you sigh eight hundred times this morning alone."

"No, I'm sighing because my feet hurt."

Weizhi got his coffee, walked to the side, and quietly began to put on his loosened snowshoes.

Drawstring tight.

It takes a lot of strength to pull up the Velcro.

Then, successfully, the moment the Velcro was put on, my foot hurt even more.

The little girl lowered her head and put on her snowshoes seriously, but Jiang Nanfeng was not ready to let her go. He followed her closely and insisted on breaking down the details with her: "You didn't? Then why did you run away when you saw him driving a new student to class this morning?"

“…”

The lower handle was forcibly lifted up, and Wei Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, his chin fell into someone's hand, and he was forced to look at his friend in front of him with a serious face. His friend's tone was also very serious: "Remember that I didn't allow you to casually become a disciple when we were playing games? The chick plot is very dangerous. You'd better put him in the right position, and also put yourself in the right position. Now I'm beginning to think that you've gone astray... Don't think I'm annoying, I'm just reminding you casually, tell me the truth, did your mother look for you yesterday for something else?"

Wei Zhi gave a perfunctory expression and moved his lips as if he was about to say something.

"Han Yiming?"

As soon as the name entered her ears, the little girl's face tensed up and turned noticeably paler. Her eyes flickered, and it was obvious that she didn't want to mention this person.

After a while, her face turned pale for a moment and then a little bloody. She looked away, refusing to look him in the eye. She slapped Jiang Nanfeng's hand away and said, "What? You weren't that nervous when I shouted that I had a crush on you!"

"That's because I know you're saying it's fun, but this isn't."

What's more, they were actually the same person, so they called the police.

Jiang Nanfeng felt like he was absorbed in the play.

And the little girl was still being stubborn.

“This one too.”

As she spoke, she had already put on her snowshoes, stood up and took two steps. Not only did the friction on her heels become more obvious, but her toes also lost all feeling and were completely numb.

Every step I take hurts.

This is not skiing, it's torture.

"Have you said enough? If you have, let's go up the mountain," she said expressionlessly, "I have already found a video teaching for the fore and rear edge C-bend. If no one teaches me, I will practice it myself."

“…”

Seeing her behavior, Jiang Nanfeng couldn't keep scolding her like a lady -

She and Weizhi have known each other for so many years, and the girl's love history is blanker than a piece of paper. When she was in junior high school, she didn't even dare to look at the note she received and just tore it up. After that, she pulled her clothes and said, "Someone wrote a note to scold me." It was she who did it.

It's impossible to fall in love. You're good at talking, but you're no match for it when it comes to the real thing...

Like an emotionally challenged idiot.

Now that she has made her words clear enough, if she still insists on being obsessed and confused, then in the end I can only push her head into the snow to wake her up...

She would tell her that Chongli was just a stop they passed through, and that they just needed to be happy here.

After you leave, don't even look back.

As Jiang Nanfeng followed Wei Zhi to rent snowboards, he had even thought of how to wake Wei Zhi up.

The two found the cable car to go up the mountain. On the cable car, she asked Weizhi to watch the C-bend tutorial video on her phone.

It just so happens that she is also practicing this project.

As I was watching, a WeChat message popped up at the top of the phone screen.

Jiang Nanfeng glanced at it casually at first, but when he saw the sender clearly, he was stunned.

She looked at Weizhi through the edge of the phone.

Weizhi: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Nanfeng had a blank expression on his face: "Your master sent a message, emphasizing that you should not go to the advanced slopes of an unfamiliar ski resort alone."

At this moment, Wei Zhi, who was sitting on the cable car to the high-speed road, said: "..."

Jiang Nanfeng glanced at it again, and this time he read directly from his phone: "There is one more thing, 'New snow boots will be very tight and rub your feet. If you feel any pain, go to the infirmary immediately to get a Band-Aid.'"

Not only were my feet very crowded, but my hind legs were also burning and probably had their skin rubbed raw: "..."

Jiang Nanfeng finished reading, muttering, "It's not like he doesn't care whether you live or die." He looked up at Wei Zhi's expression at the moment and asked, "So did you bring a Band-Aid?"

Weizhi confidently patted the pockets of his snow suit, which were empty except for a snow card.

"Very good. It seems that you treated the daily routines that the boss said as bullshit and did not do any of them."

“…”

Wei Zhi said nothing, and stuffed the phone that Jiang Nanfeng handed back into his pocket like a drowsy head.

Jiang Nanfeng crossed his arms and glanced at her: "Out of courtesy, shouldn't you say 'I see, thank you' to me?"

Wei Zhi said "Oh" expressionlessly, picked up the phone, and said in voice: "Got it, thank you."

Jiang Nanfeng silently gave her a thumbs up.

The author has something to say: There is still a serious second male lead :)

The heroine is actually used to a coach. She refused to let the hero go to class. Anyone who enters a new circle must gradually get in touch with and adapt to the established rules of this circle. Everyone has their own stance, and there is no right or wrong.

Speaking of taking off the mask, well, actually I had to skate for a long time before I could see what the person who taught me looked like.

The ten days mentioned in the article is an exaggeration, it’s just an artistic processing. As for when it will be picked, it may be tomorrow...which day?

Click the paw to send red envelopes today

——Improper Memories

I saw a man sitting next to me on a plane with crutches.

He optimistically discussed how he fell down at the ski resort where the big guys in the park gathered, and planned to go back to Beijing to see an orthopedic doctor.

Reithbai.