Mingyue's hand trembled slightly, a hint of temptation in her eyes. She glanced at Zhou Zhi, then said, "...Never mind, I refuse."

Zhou Zhi was getting anxious. He had clearly seen Coach Mingyue soften her stance, so why was she refusing again? He still wanted to figure skating with Xiao He!

"Why, Coach Ming? I can jump first, and you can see how talented I am."

Zhou Zhi, eager to prove himself, put the snacks on the table, walked to the side, and started putting on his ice skates.

An He sat down beside him and asked, "Coach Ming, what do you think?"

She could tell that Zhou Zhi was indeed talented in figure skating, with an exceptional temperament, as if she was born for figure skating.

The coach who brought Zhou Zhi was also very satisfied and applauded. He didn't want to hand over this promising talent to someone else, but handing him over to Mingyue wasn't out of the question.

"Coach Ming, Zhou Zhi is so good! Look how perfect his quadruple jump is!"

Mingyue continued eating her potato chips without saying a word, much to the male coach's growing anxiety.

After Zhou Zhi came off the ice, he was panting heavily. He had practically given it his all this time, so surely he would be noticed? "Coach Ming, can I do it?"

"You need to form a mixed-gender skating team now, but there isn't enough time."

The most important thing in pairs skating competitions is teamwork. Two years is needed to train for individual competitions and also to work on teamwork. That's a really nice idea.

"We can practice! I believe Xiaohe and I can definitely practice very well!"

Mingyue reverted to her initial nonchalant demeanor. "What makes you think that?"

"I……"

Zhou Zhi has lost his edge. He has never trained with An He, so how can he talk about having a tacit understanding with An He?

"Coach Wang, let's just train each other like this. I'll only be teaching An He for now."

They're really treating her like a matchmaker, with all these guys trying to feed her their "sugar daddies"?!

Once her aunt speaks, there's basically no way to salvage the situation. An He glanced at Zhou Zhi with pity; his talent was indeed better than hers, but unfortunately, her aunt didn't take a liking to him.

Zhou Zhi gave An He a forced look before Coach Wang dragged him away.

"Continue training."

When Mingyue was training, she didn't care about Anhe's life or death at all. She always lay on that recliner, her eyes never leaving the snacks in her hand.

But every time Anhe tried to slack off, Mingyue would smile and then intensify the training.

An He chickened out and had no intention of slacking off. He completed the training seriously every time.

Half a month later, An He couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and went to the training ground alone. Unexpectedly, there were still people at the training ground at this time. On the ice was Zhou Zhi, who had come to ask his aunt to take him in half a month ago.

Watching Zhou Zhi glide swiftly across the ice, then leap into the air to complete a beautiful spin before landing steadily, An He was unconsciously mesmerized.

Zhou Zhi turned around and saw An He standing beside him. He slipped and slid towards An He. "Why are you here?"

Zhou Zhi was only fifteen years old, but he was tall and slender, a head taller than An He. He must have trained for a long time, because there were stray hairs sticking to his forehead.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with perfectly curved, small double eyelids that curved at the corners when he smiled. He also had a high, straight nose with beads of sweat on its tip.

"I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd come over and train a bit."

Want to come together?

Zhou Zhi's hand, which was resting on the railing, was trembling with nervousness unless one looked closely.

An He smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Zhou Zhi's eyes lit up instantly. He reached out to An He, but his palms were covered in sweat. He awkwardly wiped them off before reaching out to An He.