When Shan Chong dragged his snowboard back to the top of the mountain, a bunch of his disciples were waiting at the starting point on the mountain. Among them was a young lady wearing a duck cap. Her hair was dyed in various colors and she was dressed in a very hip-hop style. At this moment, she looked at Shan Chong, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes red, with an expression that said, "Son, mom is going to cry."
Shan Chong: "No wonder Dai Duo is always irritating me. I think you two really look like idiots."
Disciples: "..."
Backstab: "Huahua, I'm talking to you."
"Fuck," the girl in the group named Sakura Yan put down her hands, put her hands on her waist and looked energetic, "Master, I beg you to stand up in the second round, and don't look like you are always asleep! 0.5S is a speed that only humans can hold. If you are a beat faster, it will be a foul, and if you are a beat slower, we will lose a lot——"
"What are you nervous about?" Shan Chong asked.
"What did you say?!" the young lady yelled.
The man slowly dropped the board at his feet, slowly put on the board, and slowly straightened his back: "Why are you in such a hurry? We were just warming up. Don't you know how long it has been since we stood in the right position?"
His voice sounded extremely calm.
"It's not possible." Lao Yan replied.
Shan Chong sneered and did not comment.
Lao Yan also put his hands on his hips and said, "I told you to change a board, but you insisted that the Dedo is also an everyday board. How can the hardness of an all-around board and a park board be the same?"
Backstab: "Not too far off!"
Lao Yan: “Not even close!”
Backstab: "I just use it casually. As long as I have good skills, I can do anything. Why should I be so particular?"
Lao Yan: "Then you are not particular. Didn't you see that Chong-ge almost broke his board just now? If you have good skills, the board doesn't matter. Was the racing board invented as a midnight snack? Forget it, I won't tell you. You are illiterate!"
"Don't swear, little kid," Shan Chong patted the snow that had just splashed onto his snowsuit, raised his eyelids to stop the two apprentices from arguing, and said lazily, "I can beat him no matter what board I use."
Then everyone fell silent and dared not speak.
These days, if anyone else said this in front of Dai Duo, it would be considered outrageous.
Only Dan Chong does not count.
…
When everyone was so nervous that they had difficulty breathing, Shan Chong hid aside and sat down.
Not only did he sit down, but the person who never looked at his phone in a thousand years also took out his phone on his own initiative.
He turned on the screen, thought for a moment, and then entered WeChat, where he saw several unread messages.
[Girl: Tomorrow is a ball! ! ! ! ]
[Girl: You won’t be able to see me tomorrow! ! ! ! ]
[Girl: Who doesn’t know how to cuckoo? ! Cuckoo! ! ! ]
...A lot of exclamations.
The flash made Dan Chong's eyes hurt.
He sighed, and somehow he imagined the little brat jumping up and down beside his ear, phoning like a pigeon, with his hands on his hips. His ear began to hurt as well. He raised his hand, took off his gloves, and silently pinched his earlobe.
【Chong: I will give you a gift and apologize tomorrow.】
He might be looking at his phone right now, so he replied very quickly.
[Girl: How do I pay? Kneel down and kowtow? ]
【worship:……】
Apparently her courage only lasted a second.
【Girl: I’m sorry.】
【Chong: I'll give you a gift as compensation.】
[Girl: What do you want to compensate? Your head? No, I have to offer it as a sacrifice. I have to buy fruits for it on the first and fifteenth day of every month. You are so picky that you may only eat imported fruits...]
It still said "typing" on her end, and I didn't know where her thoughts were going. She was very excited and chattering enthusiastically.
Shan Chong looked up and saw Dai Duo slowly climbing up with her snowboard, so he decisively interrupted her nonsense and ended the topic -
【Chong: The enemy's head.】
【Chong: You don’t need to worship it. You can just fertilize the weeds before visiting the grave on the first and fifteenth day of each lunar month. 】
【Chong: That’s it.】
【Chong: I'll be busy, tomorrow at 9:30. 】
…
After Dai Duo climbed up, Shan Chong also put away his phone as if nothing had happened.
After a short break of ten minutes, the referee announced that the second round was ready to begin.
Still with the first beep, the two runners lowered their bodies slightly at the starting platform, and the onlookers all raised their cell phones.
With the second "beep" sound, a white figure was the first to set off in everyone's sight!
Before they even had time to figure out what the so-called "0.5S" meant, Shan Chong was clearly calmer than them.
The so-called 0.5S means half a body length and half the length of the board.
At the moment when Dai Duo's snowboard tilted 45 degrees and fell, Shan Chong also set off!
Dai Duo is a top player after all. He can magnify any small advantage infinitely because he has the advantage of starting first. Before the first chess gate, Dai Duo was even two steps ahead of Shan Chong!
Everyone was sweating.
However, this situation changed in front of the first chess gate. Perhaps to seek stability, Dai Duo saw from the corner of his eye that he was ahead of Shan Chong when he passed the first chess gate, so he drew a larger arc -
Slow down the rotation speed slightly.
However, Shan Chong seized this opportunity.
His snowboard did not slow down at all when turning, but he used the snowboard's super-extreme edge and completed the first turn with almost his entire body sticking to the snow surface!
This is an extremely risky move. Many people fall flat on the snow if they lose control of the board or if their core is not tight when they stand up.
However, Shan Chong did it.
After completing the turn, the snowboard bounced under his feet, and he recovered from being close to the snow surface to a vertical state. Before entering the next turn, he shortened the distance with Dai Duo!
From the beginning, the gap was huge. The first chess player caught up a little bit, and the second chess player caught up a little bit more...
When they reached the fifth chess gate, the two of them reunited and drove together!
The cheers along the ski slope were so loud that they almost shook the sky!
Having lost his original great advantage, Dai Duo was not as ruthless as Shan Chong in his skiing machine. He had to reduce the arc of the turn and reduce the speed of the turn.
However, this kind of operation requires extremely calm judgment.
When it comes to skiing, if you lose focus, you will fall.
At the thirteenth chess gate, everyone screamed in surprise. They saw a white figure that turned too quickly and quickly lost control. The whole person was thrown out and fell onto the net beside the snow path, causing the net to vibrate and pull the trees beside the snow path to drop snow!
Dai Duo was buried under the snow and did not move for a long time.
The game came to an abrupt end, and the winner was clear.
Shan Chong caught a glimpse of the white figure that had been following him closely, and then he stepped on the ground. The tail of his snowboard suddenly braked, creating a high snow wall. He then stopped steadily between the thirteenth and fourteenth gates.
The originally bustling snow track was now silent.
He bent over, took off his board, and picked up his snowboard.
In full view of the crowd, the man carried his snowboard to the side of the track, stopped next to the snowman piled up in the snow, and leaned over to observe.
He had his back to everyone, so the people outside the snow trail had no idea what expression he had on his face at that moment. They only felt that the aura emanating from that black figure was silent and had a huge pressure.
The overwhelming pressure meant that even though the winner was clearly decided, no one at the scene dared to cheer or applaud.
A long time passed.
He raised his hands, pulled up his snow goggles, and kicked the person buried in the snow with his toes.
At the same time, the shock that weighed on everyone's hearts seemed to disappear without a trace.
"If you're not dead, get up." Shan Chong's voice was calm, "Don't just stand there motionless."
He said this, but he had no intention of reaching out to help Dai Duo.
SportsmanshipIt is impossible to have sportsmanship.
It's impossible in this lifetime.
Seeing Dai Duo lying there like a piece of waste salted fish was like returning home, his whole body filled with warmth and happiness.
When Dai Duo slowly shook off the snow on his body and climbed out of the snowdrift, one or two scattered cheers rang out from the surroundings, and soon the cheers became one and finally became earth-shaking, as if they could be heard even on another hilltop.
Dai Duo ignored the cheers.
The young man silently took off his board and sat beside the snow track. He looked up at the man beside him.
He stood there motionless, his dark pupils were bottomless. Because he was facing away from the light, the setting sun cast a layer of light golden light around him.
a long time.
Shan Chong's eyelashes fluttered lightly and his thin lips opened slightly.
"Daiduo."
He called his name.
Dai Duo's breath was choked, and he couldn't remember the last time he heard the person in front of him call him.
The eyes that were originally filled with resentment and resentment lit up, and then quickly extinguished. The young man in the white snow suit pursed his lips and revealed a complicated expression. He was about to say something...
Then I heard a man's voice slowly coming from above me: "Give me the snow mirror."
Dai Duo: “…”
Dai Duo: “?”
"There must be some spur to the game," Shan Chong's voice sounded slightly deep, quite matter-of-fact, "I'm willing to accept the loss."
He ignored the look of astonishment on the face of the person sitting on the snow in front of him.
He bent down, raised his hand, and pointed at the snow goggles that Dai Duo was still wearing, indicating: What are you looking at? Bring it to me quickly.
To the people in the distance, it was another indescribable scene: the young man in white was sitting on the white snow with a dazed look on his face, and the slightly older man in black standing next to him stretched out his hand and brushed across his snow goggles, whispering something.
for a while.
Things like "enemies become friends", "reunion of long-lost gay friends", "it's a love-hate relationship", "if this is not love", "Shan Chong doesn't have a girlfriend because he has problems with his sexual orientation" turned into a series of barrages flying through their minds.
The crowd was in dead silence.
Only by running forward to get closer to their backstabs, can I really hear what their worshippers are saying.
"If I lose the game, you won't even give me a prize. Why should I play with you? Do you think I have nothing to do?"