Chapter 112: Mountain Wood Player

Regarding the matter of disguise, Weizhi squatted in the room before going out, feeling that he had watched another big drama.

Last year, an interesting thing about a celebrity happened at Chongli Ski Resort. The celebrity Chen Weiting was captured by fans at Genting and then ran to the ski resort next door to be captured again. After sliding down the mountain, there were 10,000 people waiting for photos and autographs at the door of the ski equipment hall at the bottom of the mountain... He had no choice but to run to a store selling ski clothes and buy a new set of ski clothes to put on. After putting them on, he put on his face goggles and walked out of the store. He thought he was safe this time, but he was stopped before he could even walk out of the ski equipment hall. When he turned around, he saw a bystander behind him who asked in confusion: Brother Weiting, what are you doing here?

Compared to big stars, Shan Chong's dressing skills are outstanding——

For example, when he took off his AK457, put on a sweatshirt and sweatpants, and slung a small waist bag across his body, transforming into the usual image of a Pinghua boss, and stood in front of Weizhi, Weizhi did not recognize his master.

Today, he didn't wear a traditional snow suit or a sweatshirt. He took out a set of AK series overalls from somewhere unknown.

Weizhi had never seen him wearing overalls.

The AK series bib pants from the Burton brand are different from ordinary ski bib pants. The V-shaped design on the front of the black bib pants allows for greater freedom of movement. Pair it with a white sweatshirt as an inner layer and a black windproof hood...

How should this image be described?

——Even if you are waiting in line at the foot of the mountain to get on the cable car, you may want to type to your friends on WeChat: I am waiting in line to get on the cable car, there is a big guy in front of me, he can either drivspin720° or fly the big platform, he doesn’t know anything and doesn’t dare to wear something like this.

Every pore exudes the temperament of a "big boss".

Wei Zhi: "Why didn't you wear this before?"

Shan Chonggang pulled up his face guard and looked at the person behind him in the mirror. The eyes behind the face guard were single eyelids with long and narrow eyes. Any look from him was very aggressive. He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Does it look good?"

Weizhi: “It looks good.”

Wei Zhi: "I feel like I have a new boyfriend."

Mamoru: "Do you know how long your legs are if you look at them from the side? They are probably as long as your legs from your chest down."

Shan Chong: “…”

Shan Chong: "Do you know how cold it is to wear this?"

Normally, they wear formal snow suits of various brands, styles and colors. Men only wear sweatshirts and sweatpants occasionally when the sun is strong. Sweatshirts that can be worn with overalls are usually not windproof or waterproof, so he is even more reluctant to wear them.

Wei Zhi thought about it and felt belatedly that he seemed to have grasped some kind of pattern. He couldn't help but ask, "You are so healthy, are you old?"

Shan Chong turned his head and glanced at her without saying anything.

He is no longer a boyfriend if he puts on a snow suit and a face mask.

It’s Master.

The man who followed her on the snow track with his hands behind his back, pushing the slope leisurely on the back edge as steady as an old dog, while asking her if she could consider cutting off her left foot if it was just causing trouble.

Wei Zhi was combing her hair, and when he looked at her like that, she felt a chill running down her spine. She stepped back subconsciously: "Is it not okay to compliment you on how pretty you are?"

"Complimenting me on my good looks is a different topic," he said clearly, "Do you think I'm old?"

"...When you were in the sixth grade, I was in the first grade, not the second. If you met me in school, you had to call me brother," Weizhi counted on his fingers, "If you think about it this way, do you think everything I say is reasonable?"

"I don't know if you could call me brother when you met me in elementary school, but that day..."

The man walked around the room and opened the closet, where his black helmet and Weizhi's helmet were placed side by side. Her helmets were more colorful, with all kinds of colors to match her clothes. The man picked up a white one with a brim, which was a new model of Bern brand this year.

He weighed the hat in his hand.

He raised his head and spoke slowly, "You were very obedient and sweet when you called me 'brother' that night."

Stared at by the man's dark eyes, the little girl fell silent.

That's right.

Sometimes being too harmonious in bed can be a bit annoying.

This is the conclusion Wei Zhi came to recently -

Happy things are happy when you take a bite of them, so no matter how delicious the food is, you can't overeat. Unfortunately, she has been eating a lot of delicacies recently.

She started talking nonsense when she was angry, and she could say anything as long as he let her go to sleep.

What's the point of calling you brother?

If pushed to the limit, even grandpa will cry out.

But this dark history is not suitable to be brought up early in the morning, before the game, or next to the bed.

Weizhi snatched his helmet away with an expressionless face.

Shan Chong has long legs and obviously not short arms either, so he easily got the helmet back without wasting any effort and said calmly, "There is a CK Club sticker on my helmet, so they know what it looks like."

Wei Zhi: “Pick it out.”

Shan Chong: "It was distributed at the annual meeting. I finally managed to get one sticker. Are you going to pick it up?"

Wei Zhi: "...Are you really the club manager?"

Shan Chong: "That's why we cherish every penny spent by the club - the waterproof laser stickers are very expensive, at least two dollars."

Weizhi: "And then?"

Shan Chong: "Lend me your helmet."

Wei Zhi was so angry that he laughed: "It's not that I don't want to lend it to you. It would be a great honor for my family if my helmet could go on the big stage with you for a few turns in my life--"

Shan Chong looked at her lazily and listened to her talking nonsense.

As expected, after saying "bring honor to the family", she paused and asked, "The problem is that our heads are different for men and women, so can the helmets be the same size?"

Helmets are also divided into different sizes and men's and women's styles. They cannot be too big or too small.

Upon hearing this, Shan Chong picked up her helmet and put it on his head... It was a little tight, but he managed to put it on, and it didn't seem too forced from the outside.

The man looked at himself in the mirror, thinking that this helmet was really a bit effeminate, so he decisively blocked it. When he turned around, he found that the girl standing next to him fell silent because he put on her helmet so easily...

Shan Chong: “…”

The man paused, took off his helmet, and said, "You can console yourself that you share the same number with me because you have too much hair—"

After thinking about it, he felt that this comfort was not enough, so he added: "It's still a little tight when I use it."

As he spoke, he half-seriously took off the sponge pad on his helmet.

Wei Zhi silently watched his series of actions full of desire for survival. Just when he was about to say something, Backstab knocked on the door again and said that they were getting ready to set off for Genting Snow Resort and asked Wei Zhi if he wanted to go with them.

Wei Zhi turned to look at Shan Chong, who held her helmet in one hand, bent down slightly, leaned over and kissed her on the cheek: "Go ahead."

"They asked you what to do?" Wei Zhi asked, "They said you were crazy and just now you were playing in the house and forced to wear my helmet and couldn't take it off. So you drove to the fire station by yourself?"

"Tell them I'm sleeping in bed and tell them not to bother me by texting or calling me."

Listen to this foolproof preparation.

I don’t know how long I spent thinking about it last night.

Weizhi stood at the entrance putting on her shoes, and while putting on her shoes she did not forget to look back at the man——

After putting on her shoes and kicking them with the toes raised, she winked at the man and said, "Will you try the cork2520° in the competition today?"

"If I can get out of this in the competition, the Sports Bureau will put a knife on my neck and use all kinds of tricks to help me get points in the Ski Federation events. Even with all this trouble, they will ask me to come back and participate in the Beijing Winter Olympics." Shan Chong said lightly, "So, no."

“…”

She looked at him eagerly, as if to say, why don't you try what the hell we've been doing these days?

Shan Chong hesitated for a moment: "Unless the first two jumps are stable, we can consider the last jump as an entertainment performance."

Skiing is a little different from other sports.

Just because a player can perform a move in practice doesn't mean they can do it in a competition.

This is why in today’s environment, almost every skiing powerhouse has a few people who can do various cork turns of 2160° or even 2340° in training, but in competitions, the average turn difficulty that can win medals is only about 1980°…

Even for difficult movements such as double cork and triple cork, the number of rotations should be smaller, to an average of 1260°.

It was almost impossible to make a simple cork2520° in the competition, not to mention that after the accidental job that day, Shan Chong tried again later. Although he did succeed, the probability was not high...

The main reason is that the movements are not practiced well and the timing of turning and the strength of force cannot be grasped.

And even if you turn around, you may not be able to stand steadily.

There are so many uncertainties that it is not suitable for use in competitions.

Shan Chong was clear-headed and didn't give a shit about it. He sent his girlfriend away with a few words and promised to text her when he arrived at Genting Ski Resort.

Only then did she really walk away, looking back every few steps.

…

It was around 10am when they arrived at the Genting Snow Resort next door. Weizhi and his friends waited for a long time just to queue up to buy tickets for the cable car to go up the mountain.

The seniors were very considerate. They sent the girls to sit aside and they stood there to queue. Weizhi, Huayan, Yanyan and a few others squatted at the door of KFC eating ice cream.

"I asked Lao Yan to sign up and try it," Hua Yan said slowly, taking a sip of ice cream and staring at the unprecedented bustling crowd in front of him, "but he didn't do it."

"Maybe he feels ashamed," Yanyan said the most vicious words in a soft voice without giving him any face, "After all, Master Pinghua, the star of the VO club, failed to win the amateur park competition... It will affect his future class market. The club's boss may be hanged at his door."

"Really? Why do I feel that Lao Yan doesn't care about this?" Hua Yan said, "Since he was dumped, he hasn't accepted new students for a long time. Recently, it's his former apprentices who come to him for classes, and he only reluctantly takes action."

Yanyan: "He is completely gone. He even said he was a stray dog ​​this morning. I think it's worth taking a screenshot and showing it to Nanfeng."

Wei Zhi: “I took a screenshot.”

Yanyan: “What do you mean?”

Wei Zhi: "'You don't know how delicious the food you ate in the ceramic dog bowl was until you rummage through a few trash cans.'"

Yanyan: “Oh wow.”

Hua Yan: "Hehe, he deserves it."

"By the way, I heard that Lao Yan's platform flying has improved quite a lot recently. Maybe being in love has really affected his edge speed," Weizhi took a bite of ice cream, "It seems that he can do a double cork 540° on the big platform, and a normal FS turn can also reach 1260°..."

She thought for a moment and licked the sweet ice cream on her lips. "This level is good enough for amateur competitions, right?"

"Who knows what's going on today?" Hua Yan waved her hands indifferently, "I hope it's not too ugly. If I get up so early in the morning and see a bunch of people doing FScork 360° or 540° and still stand unsteadily, I will definitely lose my temper."

She was complaining about the cold weather today.

Backstab and his friends bought tickets and came over. No one wore snow suits today. Backstab was wearing a black sweater. He was a little stronger than Shan Chong, like a moving skinny bear.

Following behind him was Lao Yan, who was wearing a white sweatshirt and dark purple sweatpants. He wore a duck cap with the brim pulled down low, revealing his rather nice jawline. He pursed his thin lips, silently discouraging many young ladies who wanted to come up and talk to him...

The two men stood in front of the girl.

Yanyan picked up the paper bag next to her and handed it to Beistab.

The latter opened it and took a look. There were two egg tarts inside: "I don't like sweet things. Only the master has such a hobby——"

Before she could finish her words, the paper bag was snatched back. Yanyan rolled her eyes and said, "I wouldn't give it to you even if I gave it to a dog."

Then stuff the paper bag into Lao Yan's arms.

While the latter looked bewildered, Hua Yan and Wei Zhi were almost dying of laughter.

Everyone walked out of the ski equipment hall together and waited to line up to get on the cable car.

There were some skiers around, wearing ski suits and holding their boards, so they stood out. Normal people might have treated them as tourists who came to the mountain to see the scenery, but I still recognized Backstab and Old Smoke because they were wearing masks! People kept saying hello to them along the way...

The two of them were different from when they were in front of Shan Chong or their relatives and friends. When they were outside, they acted like big shots, not poor anymore. When someone greeted them, they would just raise their eyelids and wave their hands lazily.

Everyone seemed to be used to it.

Along the way, Weizhi discovered that Yanyan and Huayan were also quite popular, and Yanyan's Pinghua was also very impressive. From their conversation, she learned that she and Laoyan were from the same club, which she mentioned just now.

In fact, Weizhi is one of the best skiers on the slopes.

Standing among these people, it seems like it’s not enough.

"What kind of domestic snowboarding TOPTEAM did I get into?" she asked.

"You slept with the leader of TOPTEAM, and you're still trying to be humble with us?" After getting on the cable car, Backstab finally found his mouth again, and spoke with a voice that sounded a little disapproving. "Look at you, you're an unworldly person who worships all living things. I really don't understand how you and Chongge get along behind closed doors at night. Do you have to burn incense and bow to him three times before going to bed every night?"

Weizhi straightened his legs and kicked him.

Hua Yan said with a look of disgust: "You and Lao Yan are suitable to be single for the rest of your life."

Backstab: "Yanyan and I agreed that if she is still married and I am still married at the age of 30, we will get married. I will learn Pinghua for her and she will dance in the park for me."

Yanyan said expressionlessly: "I never said that. Get lost."

Backstab turned to Huayan again: "Will you dance in the park for me?"

Hua Yan: "I dance no worse than you."

Backstab: "A U-shaped pool."

Hua Yan: "Oh, get lost."

After two consecutive rolls, Backstab finally turned to Weizhi: "Mrs. Otaku, when you blindly worship all the creatures in the snow circle, have you ever thought that you have more fans on the pink APP software than all of us combined, and I haven't even counted those on Weibo--"

This time Weizhi didn't use his feet, nor did he let him roll away. He just stood up and reached out to cover his mouth.

…

After we climbed the mountain and entered the park, the competition was almost about to begin.

Some of Shan Chong's disciples arrived earlier, so they took seats in the stands early. The third row in the front had the best view, facing the big air competition venue. The height was just right: if it was too high, they would not be able to see the landing, and if it was too low, they would not be able to see the take-off.

After Weizhi sat down, she began to look around. After a while, she saw some skaters arriving at the diving platform. She took out her mobile phone and saw a few unread messages behind the familiar swimsuit Crayon Shin-chan avatar.

Probably -

I have arrived.

Where are you?

I'm going to warm up first.

The last one is a picture.

It was probably the angle of view taken from the departure platform. It was a very far distance, and one could just barely make out the blurry figures on the stands. They were the ones.

Wei Zhi curled the corners of his lips and sent him an emoticon to encourage him.

After a while, she got a reply from the other end, two words:

【Chong: Beat up.】

Just that confident.

Normally, Shan Chong is quiet and low-key. He was drunk and daring enough to tease him as the biggest bully in the snow circle. He kept silent and ruined his image as a "low-key, introverted" king...

Indeed, Shan Chong seldom speaks like this. Except for his disciples (and maybe Dai Duo), he usually does not take the initiative to evaluate others' levels and movements. Even if he just takes a look, his eyes would not show any surprise.

However, at this moment, Weizhi could feel his restless excitement through the screen.

Even if it was just wearing a vest, dressing up, and participating in a small amateur competition, for him, standing on the starting platform with his competitors was probably something he hadn't seen for a long time.

The most precious thing in the world is "reunion after a long separation"...

The same goes for people and things.

After some pre-match introductions by brand sponsors, speeches by the regular host, and introductions by referees and judges, the competition began soon.

The skaters came out in the order of the draw. The first few skaters skated unfairly. There was one from FScork1080°, whom Weizhi didn't know, but when he appeared, she heard them say, "This guy's name is Xiao something."

I didn't hear the words clearly, but it seemed that the person was someone they knew.

This person came down from the diving platform, but he didn’t fly very high. She had learned a little bit from watching Shan Chong jump in the past few days, but she was still afraid before going on stage. She rolled a few more times with her blade, but she couldn’t get up to speed.

After turning twice in the sky, he was already falling badly. After the third turn, he was almost completely on the ground. He swayed a bit and barely managed to avoid falling.

Standing on the stands, you can see that this guy is probably quite happy. He stood firmly and slid forward. He even clapped himself a few times and waved towards the stands.

They clapped sparsely, and Hua Yan muttered to Lao Yan: "Let you come here, it would be nice to get a place and some sponsorship."

Lao Yan said nothing.

Afterwards, a few foreign friends came. I couldn’t see their faces clearly from a distance, but I could tell from their figures and hair color that they were not Chinese. They danced a little better—

The top performer also did a SwitchBS1440°triplecorkmutegrab, a reverse-foot start with an oblique axis flip. The guy's final trick was a big plus, and there were a lot of cheers from the sidelines when he landed...

Backstab stretched his neck to take a look, and after a long while of evaluation, he concluded that this guy must have received professional training. If he was younger, he would probably be a professional skater who could strive for medals in competitions in the future.

The foreigner got the highest score of the game at that time. On the 100-point scale, he received a score of 82.3 from the six referees.

Wei Zhi glanced at the scoring table, stomped on the ground impatiently, stood up and walked around a few times, then stretched his head out to check the current ranking...

Like ants on a hot pot.

There were a total of forty-six contestants, and Shan Chong was ranked ninth.

When he showed up, he was still low-key. He didn't even use his new custom Burton. I don't know where he got an old SustomX from. He walked to the station in a dingy manner and didn't attract much attention.

His information was displayed on the screen. Seeing the big words "山有木" made Wei Zhi cover her face reflexively. She looked at the man standing on the stand through her fingers. She let out a short, choking moan from her throat...

"Who is this person?"

“No.”

"The custom X in my hand looks pretty stylish."

"Maybe Burton's skater--"

"Forget it. Burton has only sponsored a few in our country. The only one I can see is lying in his apartment right now... Hey, what is he doing?"

Leaning on the side of the bleachers, Weizhi slowly turned his gaze away from the man in overalls not far away and said, "...sleeping."

Backstab sighed.

As he sighed, the man who was supposed to be sleeping in the apartment held the starting platform with one hand, bent over and put on the board——

The starting platform was about a hundred meters away from their viewing platform. Weizhi lay on the edge of the railing and watched the man from afar. When he put on his snowboard and stood up, and adjusted his goggles with his hands, he seemed to turn his head and glanced at the viewing platform.

Wei Zhi couldn't help but waved to him.

The guy behind me muttered, "Why are you waving at people like a little fan?"

Wei Zhi leaned over the railing and glared at him. He was a little scared by her glaring at him so aggressively. He paused for a moment and put his hands on his hips, "I've reported this to Brother Chong!"

The two were still staring at each other. Lao Yan lowered his cap and whispered, "He's already set off. Are you guys going to watch the game?"

At the departure platform at the back, the man did set off.

He was very familiar with the ski jumps at Genting Ski Resort, including every blade of grass, the length of the starting platform track, what moves to do and where to release the board. Wei Zhi saw that he released the board later than usual and left the ski jump at a low speed.

My heart also rose to my throat.

In mid-air, I saw a man wearing simple black and white clothes, stepping on a snowboard, jumping up lightly like a fallen leaf, bending down, and grabbing the edge of the board.

Tilt axis flip.

He completed five turns neatly and without any effort. His height was still there, so his foot on the bindings had a noticeable hovering motion, and his hand that was originally holding the edge of the board moved away.

Raise your hands, grab the back edge of the board with your front hand, pull the board, and show the bottom of the board.

BStriplecork1800°melongrab.

When he landed, the whole place fell silent.

All that could be heard was the solid "pop" sound of his snowboard hitting the landing cushion. He bent his knees slightly, walked a few meters on the front edge, straightened up slowly, and stood firmly.

When he stopped, there was still not much sound in the stands.

Until he bent down to take off the snowboard, lifted it from the ground, and the stands exploded—

"What the hell is this! A monster! Ah!? Did you see how calmly that 1800 did it? He even had time to do a melongrab after he was done!!!"

The sound of the backstab being so shocked that it could swallow a tiger came clearly amid the thunderous cheers.

"Who is this guy!!! Who is he!!!! I'm writing a complaint if he's not accepted into the national team. I won't watch the Beijing Winter Olympics without him!!!!!!!"