Two days later, we took a morning flight to Zhangjiakou. In the dead of winter, we could see the white snow on the ground through the clouds from high in the sky. When the flight attendant gently reminded everyone to pull down the small window guards and not to open them even after landing smoothly, it was time for the plane to land.

A few minutes later, the plane landed. When I stepped out of the cabin, the air was mixed with the smell of ice and snow. I was finally able to see the scenery outside the terminal.

Maybe it was because there was another heavy snow last night, and the airport was covered in white snow at this time, with silver hanging on the snow.

Airport staff melted snow on the runway, clearing away scratches on the white carpet...

Seen from above, the ground crew looked like little people walking out of a matchbox, working busily, just like what a fairy tale kingdom of ice and snow should look like.

It was the most popular time of the snow season, and the small airport was extremely busy. Every two or three pieces of luggage on the baggage conveyor belt contained a ski bag, including both snowboards and double skis.

After leaving the airport, I got on Shan Chong's shabby BAIC car. The first thing I saw was the dashboard with strange lights on, which made me feel as if his mother had come home.

He blew white air onto the window and drew strange patterns with his fingers. When he got bored, Weizhi turned around and picked up the transparent glue stuck on the passenger car window...

Shan Chong held the steering wheel with one hand and glanced at her: "Don't be mean."

Weizhi was sighing. When she first saw the tape, she was still a humble newbie who had a crush on the big boss. Now, the tape is still there, and she is the newbie who has got the big boss.

——As long as you have perseverance, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

If he had said that before, she might have timidly retracted her hand, but perhaps the experience of falling asleep in a man's arms and yawning and opening her eyes in his arms in the past two days gave her courage. She even reached out and lifted a corner of the transparent tape, saying, "If I don't get it fixed, the price will go up after the New Year."

Shan Chong hesitated between scolding her or agreeing with her, and finally chose the latter option which he thought made sense: "Go tomorrow."

Backstab: "He who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, he who keeps company with ink becomes black, and he who keeps company with the poor becomes corrupt."

Weizhi let go of the tape, looked back, and looked at the driver and co-pilot in front of him with a sigh... Next to him, Lao Yan was holding his ski bag and closing his eyes to rest, looking like his soul had long been away from home -

He has been like this for the past two days. He suddenly changed from a scumbag to a cool and handsome guy. No one likes him when he wears headphones.

When a scumbag breaks up with his lover, he can be very upset.

The short video platform of Backstab, which only has 20,000 to 30,000 fans, has started posting videos to announce that he is going back to Chongli and students can start making appointments for classes, but Lao Yan has not made any move at all...

As a result, his female fans flocked to the accounts of those around him like refugees, asking anyone they met whether Lao Yan had returned to Chongli and whether they could arrange a lesson with him.

Weizhi found out about this from checking the comments under her boyfriend’s short videos.

Yes, there were even one or two young ladies who left messages to ask Lao Yan, and the question was passed on to Shan Chong.

Even so, Lao Yan still did not make any movement.

For example, at this moment, Backstab asked him on the phone, someone asked him through someone else's phone whether he had any classes when he returned to Chongli. What should he say?

Lao Yan, who had been pretending to be dead with his eyes closed, moved his butt: "I've already earned the tuition for the next semester, so let's not make an appointment... I don't want to go to class these few days."

"Yes."

"Hmm," Lao Yan raised his eyelids, "I'm not in the mood."

“Tsk tsk.”

"Let's talk later."

"Okay, but there are still people who think the money is too much, Brother Chong, do you want to open the door and let him get out?" Backstab kicked the only college student under 20 here under the seat, "You are so arrogant now. It is as difficult to schedule a class with you as it is with Brother Chong. You have to ask friends to ask for you--"

"Am I being arrogant?" asked the man driving the car.

Backstab looked up blankly: "Aren't you arrogant?"

Shan Chong nodded his chin at the girl next to him and said, "Then can you explain the logic of this person's existence?"

Backstab: "Is it going to rain? Is my mother going to get married? Fate is indeed indescribable, it is something that cannot be stopped!"

The backstab paused.

Backstab: "Of course, it is also possible that she is thick-skinned and is not afraid of being scolded."

Shan Chong: "She was scolded?"

Wei Zhi: "What's the meaning of your question? Do you always think that you are the education of love?"

Shan Chong glanced at Backstab in the rearview mirror and said, "Did you hear that? It's always been like this - I say one thing and she can say ten things back to me. If she can't get the point across, she'll get angry. What is there for her to be afraid of?"

Backstab: "There's a heartbroken guy here that you guys should take care of."

The heartbroken one's head was drooping on the ski bag. At this moment, he sighed, changed his posture, and buried his head in the ski bag. His hair was a little messy. It was obvious that he was greatly stimulated by the various conversations among the people in the car.

Backstab: "It's really tragic. This story tells us that if there is no reason, don't fall in love with your apprentice - otherwise, if there is a conflict, you will lose your girlfriend and the proud apprentice you raised with great difficulty..."

Wei Zhi turned around and looked at Shan Chong.

Shan Chong held the steering wheel with both hands, staring straight ahead with an expressionless face, as if he was driving seriously.

Weizhi: “What do you mean?”

The man didn't even look at her.

Weizhi reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

The man shook her hand away.

Backstab: "Maybe I can't live without a girlfriend, but the disciple I raised with so much trouble is not my most outstanding student anyway, so I don't mind losing her——"

Weizhi pulled herself up by the safety belt and turned around to hammer her senior brother.

Shan Chong saw the two people fighting and arguing, and he didn't even blink, and said calmly: "There's nothing wrong with what he said. I don't have any apprentices who want to learn carving every day... Sit down, on the main road, can you guys be quiet for two minutes?"

The girl fell back to her seat, thought for a moment, turned around and asked the man driving the car: "So you can't teach me how to carve?"

Shan Chong was silent for two seconds.

Then he uttered a ridiculous snort of laughter.

Wei Zhi then remembered that eight million years ago, the man had a decisive battle with Dai Duo at the Forbidden City Peak at the mountaintop ski resort. The two park bosses were not competing in flying platforms, but parallel giant slalom.

What is the parallel giant slalom?

It's the gate, the most basic of all snowboarding events: a pure test of skiing skills.

If there is a competition event for the branch of "carving", it is the parallel giant slalom.

In formal competitions, the competitors not only have competition skis, but also wear snowshoes that are different from ordinary ski boots. They are hard shoes that are close to the hardness of ski boots...

Now think about it, it is quite remarkable that Shan Chong and Dai Duo skied at a level close to the preliminary round of the Olympic Games (although it was a paddling) wearing ordinary ski boots.

Weizhi thought about flipping through the video and watching it——

She didn't understand so much at that time, but now she understands a little bit. In the flying snow dust in the video, she squinted her eyes slightly and tried to identify the man's standing posture: "You also use the same standing position in this video, right?"

There are two types of snowboarding positions:

The front ends of the foot bindings are facing outwards, which is called the outward-toed stance.

The front ends of both foot bindings are facing the front foot at the same time, which is called a straight stance.

Generally, people who do carving will adjust their bindings to a straight stance, which makes it easier for them to skate on extreme edge.

Shan Chong said "hmm".

Wei Zhi was shocked: "How come you can do everything!"

Shan Chong: "Your surprised tone even makes me feel a little offended."

Backstab said cheerfully, "You forgot. Didn't I tell you last time that eight million years ago, when Chong Ge was still a child, he took the initiative to participate in the competition for the first time just to get a new pair of gloves. Aren't those old gloves damaged by touching the snow?"

The typical sliding posture of carving is to fold the body and stick the hips to the ground. During the sliding process, the hands will be infinitely close to the snow surface or even directly brush against the snow surface.

You don't have to touch the snow to carve, but most people get up early and work late every day on the snow trails until their heads are bald in order to touch the snow.

As I touched them, the gloves got worn out by friction.

People who carve skates don't use gloves anymore.

"I have a lot of gloves, and I really want to learn carving. I have nothing to do tomorrow anyway," Wei said, "Can you start teaching me tomorrow?"

Without waiting for Shan Chong to speak.

"Why are you, a short guy, interested in this?" Backstab asked. "Carving is for tall people."

"Aren't shorty allowed to play?"

"It's not that we don't allow them to do so. Tall people have an advantage in parallel giant slalom. Why are there so many tall people in ski jumping? They are fast. It's the same reason."

"I just want to touch the snow, I'm not participating in the Winter Olympics!"

"Eight-character carving can also touch the snow."

"Eight characters carved on the snow are not good at all!"

"Ah, you are so stupid and stubborn! Short people have a low center of gravity. Why don't you waste the height advantage given by your parents and jump on the platform of Pinghua Feifei Park?"

"I don't!"

The two of them were arguing like a dog.

"That's enough," Shan Chong, who had heard enough of their nonsense, interrupted their meaningless conversation lazily and said, "Just learn whatever you want to learn. You'll know it anyway when you get there."

Let’s leave it at that.

As a professional in carving and flat patterns, Lao Yan didn’t even raise his head during the whole process. He was distracted and kept pressing his phone. He took a look at WeChat and saw all kinds of young ladies he knew before.

Appointment for class.

Ask him if he has been to Chongli.

Just chatting.

...In short, there was not a single message of interest. He sighed, locked the phone and put it back in his pocket.

Backstab grabbed him and said, "Speak some sense!"

"Brother Chong is right. We have to learn everything," Lao Yan said listlessly. "Besides, what's wrong with carving? It's not like it has no value for viewing. Can't carving be turned into high-speed carving by adding flat patterns?"

He paused.

"Nanfeng was originally planning to develop in this direction," he said slowly, "I was helping her ask Gray's people about the Mach board. I heard that the material of the new Mach board next year has changed, becoming lighter and softer, and especially suitable for carving flat. That person didn't have time to help me find out the details-"

As he spoke, he lost his voice.

The air was once again filled with melancholy.

Weizhi now really felt the atmosphere of the crematorium——

It's like that, when you first break up, you don't feel much, maybe even too numb to cry.

Until one day, I accidentally talked about this person during a chat, and accidentally talked about the future plans with her that have not been completed, and some work done because of her. Then I suddenly remembered that this work that was closely related to her has not been completed yet and has become meaningless and useless work that there is no need to continue.

The sadness was probably like an overwhelming force, sweeping in like a river.

It has the atmosphere of a crematorium where "a son wishes to raise his parents but they are no longer around".

In simple terms——

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have done it in the first place.

…

Under the influence of the old cigarettes, no one spoke for the rest of the journey.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before they reached the ski resort on the top of the mountain.

This place is indeed Shan Chong's territory. He is so famous that even his old car is famous. As soon as the car stops and the door opens, people with snowboards come to greet him from afar one after another.

"Hey, Brother Chong, you're back!"

"Hey, is Xinjiang fun?"

"What's the point of keeping us here? The temperature is over 40 degrees Celsius every day and there are dust storms... God seemed to have heard that you were coming back, so he sent a heavy snow last night. Otherwise, you would have fainted when you saw the horrible appearance of the ski resort!"

"Brother Chong!"

"Master Chong!"

"Dad, you're back!"

Wei Zhi followed the trio of “snow circle celebrities” without even raising his head.

Returning to this familiar place again, Jiang Nanfeng was not there this time. When they arrived at the door of the apartment at the mountaintop ski resort, Wei Zhi hesitated for about thirty seconds about where to stay.

The reason it didn't take more than thirty seconds was that in the thirty-first second, Shan Chong directly picked up her luggage and walked upstairs.

Weizhi: “?”

Weizhi: “What do you mean?”

Shan Chong turned his head and glanced at her: "Me, you. Lao Yan, backstab - just right."

Weizhi: “…”

Just bullshit!

Two days ago, she was thinking about leaving, so she reluctantly let him hold her and sleep for two nights - although she didn't do anything, she couldn't really say that she didn't do anything - she was not mentally prepared to sleep with him like this for more than a month or dozens of days...

It would be strange if nothing goes wrong!

She wanted to grab the luggage with one quick step, but the man was very calm: "You need to change the direction to learn carving. The angle of the bindings needs to be changed. Do you know how to do it?"

Wei Zhi was confused by his question and didn't understand why he suddenly brought up this.

Then she saw the man smiled at her and said, "Be good, so that the master can adjust the angle of the fixator for you in a good mood."

“…”

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with these words, but for some reason, when the word "Master" came out from between his teeth, it sounded particularly improper, malicious, and rude.

She put one hand on the suitcase: "I want to sleep alone."

Shan Chong: “Okay.”

Weizhi: “Then——”

Shan Chong: "The apartment originally had two beds."

Weizhi: “…”

Wei Zhi watched the man drag his suitcase onto the elevator with a wooden face, and thought, forget it, I'll wait until he finishes installing the fasteners.

I went into the room, washed my face and tidied myself up. It was just a little after lunch time.

The man washed his hands and just dried them with a towel when he turned around and found the girl staring at him fiercely. He raised his eyebrows and asked her if she didn't like him in any way again... She jumped up and hung on him.

He was caught off guard, but he reached out and held her buttocks in time to prevent her from falling, letting her sit steadily on his arms. He patted her on the back and said, "Do you think you only weigh 80 kilograms?"

She held his neck and straightened up a little: "Why do you always attack my weight?"

Shan Chong ignored her and carried her around the room, taking out the things that needed to be put away, and then took out new sheets from the cabinet to cover her bed.

The house here is rented out for one snow season. Shan Chong and Lao Yan originally lived here. Now Lao Yan has a girlfriend, so he plans to leave his bed for her.

Weizhi climbed down from him and squatted beside the man to watch him make the bed.

Shan Chong glanced at her without saying anything, showing the patience of "let's just keep it to ourselves".

Finally, when he had almost finished cleaning the room, the little girl seemed to finally be unable to hold back: "Shall we go to the ski resort to install the bindings?"

Shan Chong turned around and looked at her: "So positive?"

She nodded.

The ski resort is just downstairs.

To install the bindings, you need a screwdriver to loosen the screws, and their boards are mailed to the unified mail receiving area at the ski resort.

How could the man not know what she was thinking, but after thinking it over he agreed to her request.

So half an hour later.

In the busy snow equipment hall, everyone turned to look at a man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt and a black mask, leaning against a table with a nitro rainbow board in front of him. The man held a screwdriver in one hand and was removing the bindings.

Next to him, there was a little girl with her legs crossed and half of her body lying on the table, with her face in her hands and her head stretched out to look at him.

——I don’t know why, and he wasn’t doing any extremely difficult moves like flying platforms, but when he lowered his eyes, lifted the bottom plate of the fixture with one hand, skillfully unscrewed the screws with a screwdriver, and tilted his head slightly, his look was extremely attractive.

His high nose bone was half covered by the black mask.

When I tilt my head slightly, there is light on one side of my nose bridge, and the brown mole on the bridge of my nose becomes vivid again.

Wei Zhi couldn't take his eyes off him, so he raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose as he lowered his head...

A light and soft touch with a familiar sweet scent swept over him, and the man stepped back to tell her to stop making trouble.

By this time, the news that Shan Chong had returned to Chongli had spread.

Many people recognized him even though he was wearing a mask.

The two were just chatting when a curious person came over and asked, "Brother Chong? What are you doing? You just came back to report on the ski resort... Hey, are you adjusting your bindings?"

Shan Chong weighed a fastener screw in his hand, said "hmm", raised his head and glanced at Wei Zhi who was holding her face, then thought carefully about how much degree he should adjust it to be more appropriate.

He fiddled with the fastener.

The person who passed by and talked to him was a little surprised when he found out: "Why would you modify it if there is nothing to do...Oh, this board is not yours, it belongs to your apprentice? Your apprentice asked you to help him modify the bindings for fun?"

There is a hint of "Has your apprentice lived enough?" in these words.

The man's eyelashes fluttered, and he raised his eyes and glanced at him——

Then he noticed that many people had gathered and were standing nearby to watch the excitement. He fiddled with the fixer at hand and adjusted it to about thirty degrees, then uttered a single affirmative sound from deep in his nasal cavity.

After a while, he said, "It belongs to my wife."

The crowd around was choked for half a second.

I quickly realized that I had eaten all kinds of melons from Xinjiang, which was far away, and it seemed that Dan Chong was no longer single.

There were a series of comments all around such as "Ah", "Oh", "Your wife is good at carving", "She really loves you, at least she is not coveting your park skills", etc. The previous part was fine, but when it came to the part where Wei Zhi was not coveting his park skills, it was hard not to poke the man's heart——

After adjusting the fastener for Weizhi and placing the board on the ground, the man reached across the table and casually grabbed the girl's clothes and hat: "Can we try the span?"

When she moved over, everyone realized that the person who was almost drowned in the crowd was actually Shan Chong's young wife.

Wei Zhi walked over slowly and heard someone ask, "Brother Chong, where did you find your wife? Why are you the only one left when everyone else is skiing?"

Shan Chong helped Wei Zhi step onto the fasteners.

Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and said in a calm tone, "That's it."

Everyone: “Ah?”

Shan Chong turned his head in a certain direction. At the corner in that direction, the words "Ski School" on the blue sign were particularly eye-catching. He nodded his chin and said, "That."

Everyone turned around in confusion, looking at the ski school, and then at the little girl in front of the man who was holding his arm and was just a little above his shoulder, complaining about him in a shameless manner.

"The span is too big. I can't stand steadily."

"Then come down, I'll let it go for a bit."

"How come you can't even get my span right? You didn't do that last time when I put the binding on."

"The span of Yishun is slightly different..."

"As expected, I don't know how to cherish it once I get it."

"I haven't got it yet," the man said, his face expressionless and calm even under the mask, "Stop talking nonsense."

"You can't get it."

"Well, it would be best if you burn some incense and pray."

Everyone was caught off guard and ate a mouthful of dog food. They watched and chatted with Shan Chongxian for a few words before dispersing.

…

After installing the bindings and putting the board away, they went to a restaurant to eat something. Wei Zhi pestered Shan Chong to buy a three-hour ski ticket, went back to the apartment to change shoes, and then went up the mountain with the board.

Familiar cable cars and ski trails.

On the cable car, Shan Chong found some teaching videos for Weizhi, some of which he had filmed last season when he got tired of jumping off the platform while skating for fun. He taught her the basic stance for the next skating sequence, as well as the concept of folding.

It's the peak season now, and there's a queue underneath the cable car. Everyone on the cable car sits there as quietly as a chicken, enjoying the lectures given by the big shot for free.

After listening to him talk a lot, Shan Chong turned his head and looked at the little girl and asked, "Do you understand?"

Before Wei Zhi could even open his mouth to speak, he said directly and decisively: "Yes, I think you can understand."

Weizhi: “…”

An old man in the cable car couldn't help laughing. He was probably an ordinary skier who didn't know Shan Chong. He crossed his arms and looked up at the man who was carefully flipping through the videos and trying to pick out a few more to show his girlfriend. He said, "Brother, you will soon find that no matter how good you are at skiing, it is better to spend money to hire a coach for your girlfriend than to teach her yourself... Some money should be spent."

This time, without waiting for Shan Chong to say anything, Wei Zhi answered quickly -

"That's impossible," the little girl said sweetly, "I have a good temper."

Shan Chong: “…”

When we reached the top of the mountain, I realized that as someone who had rolled down Irwin Boulevard before, the advanced trails at the top of the mountain were not as steep as they looked when I was a novice. I put on my board and changed a few edges to get familiar with the new angle of the binding.

I'm still not used to it.

When she switched from heel edge to toe edge, she always felt her legs kicking outwards. After only a few changes, the man behind her called her to stop and asked her, "Did you watch the video just now?"

Weizhi: “I saw it.”

Shan Chong: "Don't you think your posture now seems different from the one in my video?"

Wei Zhi: "It's a bit awkward. What's the difference?"

Shan Chong: “Everything is different.”

Weizhi: “…”

"You're still skating in the figure eight stance, with your shoulders and hips turning synchronously... Stand still, see the basic stance," the man said, holding the snowboard, twisting his waist, and opening his shoulders. "With your shoulders facing the binding, follow the correct stance, and your hips will open naturally. Do you find that your back foot is weak when you're on the heel edge?"

Weizhi kicked his hind legs and nodded.

"Where's the core?" Shan Chong asked, "Your axis is already off-axis. If your body doesn't fold forward and your core isn't braced, your center of gravity is all on your front foot. How can your back foot not be weak?"

“Where should the center of gravity be?”

"What do you think?"

"The middle? How do I stretch the core?" She looked confused.

After protecting his face, the man pursed his lips.

That sternness came out, and before Wei Zhi could say anything, he lowered his head and patted her lower abdomen: "Here! Hold it! Inhale! Fold! Press your hips! Press your hips and turn the blade!"

The snow suit made a "slap" sound when he slapped it.

Weizhi grabbed the string of his sweater hood and pulled it: "You should be more patient."

The man slapped her hand away: "I have devoted all my love to you in this life - let go, I will show you a toe edge. Watch carefully how to press the hips. The hips press the edge, not your feet."

As he spoke, he stepped on the snowboard and casually walked to the edge of the snow trail on the back edge. Then, he made a clear movement of pressing his hips to the front edge, and his body fell over. His hands naturally brushed across the snow surface, and his body was almost sticking to the snow surface.

Accompanied by a burst of flying snow and dust.

From Weizhi's perspective, his profile was facing the nose of the board, and the tip of his nose looked particularly tall and delicate through the goggles.

...Mad, a tall person carving is like the Venus of the ski resort, the most beautiful scenery on the slopes.

Weizhi was completely focused on her boyfriend's beauty. She noticed that he stopped, stood up straight, and made a white eye contact with her from a distance. He took out his cell phone and pointed it at her, signaling her to try it.

Maybe he was going to take a video so she could compare it with the video and see where her movements were wrong.

Weizhi tried it.

Then she fell straight down onto the board, hitting the snow heavily, splashing snow dust three feet high, and then she rolled all the way to the man on the snow.

Shan Chong: “…”

Shan Chong: "I have never seen a fat man as stiff as you."

Wei Zhi got up and brushed the snow off his face: "Do you want to quarrel?"

Shan Chong: "Where did you watch the video just now? Have you thought about it?"

Wei Zhi: "It's over. Backstab and I learned boxing the same way. We watched the video, listened to the theory, and practiced. There's something wrong with your teaching."

Shan Chong: "Is there something wrong with my teaching?"

Weizhi: “Yes.”

After hesitating for three seconds, the man decisively took out his cell phone from his pocket and made a call. The other party picked up the call after about two seconds. Before he could say anything, he heard the other party say, "What are you doing? Sleeping? Don't sleep, come up and teach your master's wife how to carve. I can't teach you... I'll give you two hundred yuan an hour, and then let her say a few good words to your ex-girlfriend. Isn't that more valuable than anything else? Well, get up and don't sleep. I'll wait for you in the ski equipment hall."

Then he hung up the phone.

Wei Zhi stood up, patted his butt, and glanced at him: "Look at your patience."

"What the guy on the cable car said just now is right," Shan Chong said expressionlessly, "some money that was wrongly spent still needs to be spent."

…

night.

Shan Chong hid in the bathroom and spent a long time shaving and taking a bath.

Weizhi was taught carving by Laoyan for an entire afternoon. There was also a man who followed behind with his hands behind his back and a sullen face. He was considered polite. He did not interrupt Laoyan's class and just watched from the side. His face became even gloomier as he kept trying to hold back his anger.

After appreciating my girlfriend's stiffness enough, I couldn't help it anymore, so I quickly carved two blades in front of her that were more standard than the textbook, as if silently protesting why she was so stubborn.

Wei Zhi forcibly collected the core for the entire afternoon.

She sneezed and her lower abdomen ached so much that she rolled over on the bed, holding her stomach.

She fell into the soft pillow, turned over, and watched her boyfriend's short video platform on her mobile phone. Then she was surprised to find that this guy had updated a new video without knowing when -

It's still voiced by that old man from Northeast China.

The first sentence is [Today on the cable car, a guy told me that some money wasted and I should spend it.]

This loss reduced Fei Tian's carving time by three seconds.

Voiceover by an old man from Northeast China: [She swore that she understood my teaching video].

The next one was Wei Zhi staggering on the snow trail, changing edges awkwardly, and then "slapping" on the snow trail, and then rolling and crawling all the way, bringing snow and dust to the feet of the person filming with a mobile phone. In the flying snow and dust, she lay in front of the man, and the video camera swayed, sweeping over his snowshoes, and the little girl who was clinging to his snowshoes without moving.

Northeastern old man voiceover: [Yeah, I understand. ]

Video again everything.

Back at the ski equipment hall, Lao Yan, holding his board and looking sleepy, walked towards them from a distance. When he saw them, he waved and yawned.

Northeast Old Man Voiceover: [The scapegoat has arrived. At this moment, he has no idea what he is about to face.]

Then Weizhi found that this person was following her in class today and he was really busy.

Holding the phone, snap, snap, snap——

She took a photo of Lao Yan and her squatting on the side of the snow track like two squirrels. Lao Yan stuck his butt out and told her where the core was, how to exert force, where to change edges, what was early edge change, and what was flipping the board;

I filmed a video of him flipping, and paused it ten times in a video of more than ten seconds, just to show her what flipping looks like. It's basically the movement of the hips. For example, when flipping from the heel edge to the toe edge, the hips are pressed to the toe edge the moment they touch the board.

She tried to change the edge in advance, but the board, which was originally on edge, fell down. She couldn't control the board at all and slid sideways for a long distance, and she was about to fly out with it.

Shoot her to fall.

fall.

Roll.

fall.

Filmed her squatting on the side of the snow path, pointing at him, asking him to stop filming.

Photograph her getting up from the snow and tell him to go away and stop obstructing the snow track.

The camera turned to capture the vast snow trail, and his grievance could be felt even through the screen.

A mix of cuts and a black screen at the end.

Still dubbed by an old man from Northeast China——

【BIE (fourth tone) Teaching my girlfriend to ski is a life-threatening thing. 】

After the video was over, it received tens of thousands of likes within a short period of time, and the comments below were all kinds of “Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha”, “Why do I like watching you update this little sister so much hahahahahahahaha”, “Fuck, even a cold-blooded man in love can turn into a joke teller, is this love?”, “Haha ...

Weizhi: “…”

Weizhi was suffocating for a while, and climbed out of the bed, just thinking of going to the bathroom to argue with the man——

At this moment, the editor seemed determined to let her go and called her.

“Have you arrived in Chongli?”

"arrive."

"Well, then you stay for a few days to rest, and then you can prepare to start the activities. We will go to your website alone. Be delicate and don't embarrass yourself. Be polite when you meet a big boss. I heard that big bosses have bad tempers..."

Wei Zhi was silent for a moment: "I agree with this."

"What's up?" the editor asked. "Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"

"No," Wei Zhi lazily turned over in bed, "It's just that when it comes to teaching and answering questions, he's not very good. He doesn't have much patience and love. Fortunately, the big boss who came to participate in the event and let people interview him was not him, otherwise I dare not imagine how bloody the scene would be-"

"You didn't ask, maybe it was really him."

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Wei Zhi glanced at the bathroom, and amid the sound of water splashing, he stopped laughing and said expressionlessly, "Who are you trying to scare by telling a ghost story in the middle of the night?"