Today, the parallel giant slalom speed battle between the two park masters made people worth the price of the ticket. Some people went back to look up the video of the parallel giant slalom competition in the 2018 Pyeongchang Winter Olympics and found that at least in the elimination rounds, the athletes' first round scores were generally around 45 seconds.

In other words, Shan Chong and Dai Duo's skating level is already very close to that of professional athletes in this event.

To round it off, everyone spent more than a hundred dollars on tickets to watch the Olympic qualifying matches?

blood money.

The video of the competition was widely circulated, and almost everyone present posted it on their Moments (except Shan Chong and Dai Duo)... and some of the more thoughtful ones even edited a video.

For example, old cigarettes.

At dinner time, Wei Zhi was browsing today's menu on her phone when she was suddenly stopped by Jiang Nanfeng. She put down her phone and leaned over. The prelude of the video started playing.

Accompanied by extremely rhythmic drum beats, a deep and magnetic male voice began to sing "there once was a ship that put to sea". In the picture, two people, one in black and one in white, appeared on the screen with half-body and big heads walking.

There was a light snowfall in the sky, with tiny snowflakes dancing in the air, blurring the lens.

The white man was wearing snow goggles and a white face guard, which he covered tightly, and he was looking straight ahead.

Next to him, the guy in the black snow suit was wearing nothing at first... When a magnified snowflake passed by, he turned his head to look at the screen camera, and pulled down his snow goggles expressionlessly.

"Ahhh, it's him!"

Weizhi snatched the phone, used two fingers to open the video, zoomed in on the handsome face, and widened his eyes.

"Glass cloth boss!"

"Really?" Jiang Nanfeng said with a loving smile, "Coincidence? Does he look familiar?"

Wei Zhi was so absorbed in the joy of running into the spectacles cloth boss on WeChat Moments that he ignored Jiang Nanfeng's words and stepped out to take a look. The person who sent the video was Lao Yan: "Does your coach know him?"

Jiang Nanfeng: "Let's get to know each other."

Wei Zhi: "One minute. I want all his information."

Jiang Nanfeng said in disgust: "Can you finish watching the video first?"

Wei Zhi: "I want the cloth back!"

Jiang Nanfeng: "I still want to read the headlines of Xuequan today, give me back my phone!"

She made a move to snatch it away, but Weizhi raised his hands, nimbly rolled over, slipped under her armpit, fell on the bed, and pressed the continue play button.

Then the video started moving again. In the video, two people lowered their bodies. With a whistle, the snowboards cut through the snow and the background music entered a climax.

The snowboard rolled up the snow dust and engulfed the two figures.

The whaling boat with background music was sailing through the waves, and the sailors raised their rum on the deck.

The cheerful music blends perfectly with the original sound of the skis rubbing against the snow.

Two figures, one black and one white, are like fish or birds, swimming freely in the silver sea or soaring in the white sky.

In the camera, the movements are either magnified or slowed down, and one can only see their backs rising and falling as their bodies fold and fold in the splashing snow.

It was hard to tell what kind of snow suits the two competitors were wearing, nor what kind of snowboards they were using; all they could see was that they were moving forward at full speed!

The camera slowly moves downwards, revealing two deep snow-scratches on the soft, deep white snow. The two-coloured chessboard gates are blown up and dancing quietly in the wind.

The background music suddenly changed, with a brisk rhythm and a male voice singing, but the two contestants' competition had already ended, and the result could not be seen.

The video camera zooms out, out, and out again, and people can only see a world of ice and snow, with two blurry figures, one black and one white, in the distance.

One could only vaguely see the man in white sitting on the ground, looking up at the man in black beside him.

The man in black also looked down at the man in white.

Then a gust of wind blew, and the ice crystals on the trees behind them reflected golden light in the setting sun.

The man in black moved and bent down.

At this moment, the camera zoomed in on the face of the man in white. He was sitting on the snow with a blank look on his face. On his snow goggles, a slender finger from another person gently touched his snow goggles...

At this moment, the video went black, with only the background music still playing, "one day when the tonguin' is done, We'll take our leave and go"...

As the chanting fades away, the video ends.

"What is this?" Wei Zhi, who was holding his phone, looked up and asked blankly, "What is this?"

"The large-scale tourism promotional video of the mountaintop ski resort," Jiang Nanfeng took back his phone and watched it again. He said, "The rime in the small woods is so beautiful. Shall we go there and have some fun tomorrow?"

Wei Zhi didn't hear a word he said: "This is not a large-scale tourism promotional film, this is a large-scale skiing-themed taboo romance film."

Jiang Nanfeng: "What?"

Wei Zhi said expressionlessly: "Boss Glasses Cloth likes men?"

Jiang Nanfeng: “?”

Wei Zhi's expression collapsed: "The way he took the goggles off the man in white was even more gentle than the way my ruthless coach took off my goggles!!! QAQ"

Jiang Nanfeng: "Why did your coach take off your goggles for no reason?"

Wei Zhi: "He insisted that I get up by myself but I couldn't so I shut myself off for three seconds. He got scared and opened his goggles to see if I was crying because of him!!! QAQ"

Jiang Nanfeng: "...So you're crying?"

Weizhi: “Is this the point!!!”

Jiang Nanfeng: "No, but I still want to ask."

Wei Zhi: "I feel like crying, but I don't want to cry loudly now. My Glasses Cloth Boss is gone! Gone! Our story just started and I found out that our sexual orientation is not suitable! Let's go to the bar tonight, and I have a miserable secret love that has never ended! Ah! Ah!"

Jiang Nanfeng locked the phone screen with a click: "You seem to have a serious illness and are an alcoholic! A piece of eyeglass cloth has haunted you. Your aunt and uncle didn't starve you when you were little. They probably never thought that after raising you with great difficulty, you would be deceived by a piece of eyeglass cloth!"

Wei Zhi: "Where are you going to go! I want to go! Is there a road ahead? Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Jiang Nanfeng couldn't bear to look at the lump of flesh rolling around on the bed, so he seized the opportunity to hold her down, walked over, and asked condescendingly: "So you still want his information now? If you have confidence in yourself, you can try to bend it straight..."

Weizhi: "No! Get down! I won't do such a low-class thing! I also don't have that kind of confidence - they both look a little bit sweet and annoying, wu ...

Jiang Nanfeng: "………………What the hell is a little sweet? Are you still into it? Is this the joy of forcibly breaking through the wall and the broken tiles in the middle of your own collapsed house?"

Weizhi rubbed his eyes.

He choked and said, "That guy in white is a bit like the psychopath who smacked us in the snow on the trail today."

She stopped, thought for a moment, and came to a very unconventional conclusion: "It turns out that people wearing white snow suits are not good people."

…

Weizhi didn't sleep well that night, so he simply asked for leave the next morning and slept until the afternoon, then showed up listlessly.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, she appeared at the ski resort with dark circles under her eyes, carrying the little turtle on her back. The greener the pads on her butt were, the deeper her dark circles were.

"Now it really looks like a Ninja Turtle."

Jiang Nanfeng touched Wei Zhi's dark circles lovingly, but the latter slapped his hand away with a sullen face.

Amid the low pressure emitted by the little girl, Lao Yan arrived, and there was a...trendy guy following him.

The fashionable guy didn't wear a proper snow suit, but a loose dark purple hooded sweatshirt and cuffed sweatpants. His face protector was a standard black one, and he held a safety helmet and snow goggles in his hands, revealing only a pair of calm eyes.

He also had a shoulder bag hanging around his waist, which was so bulging that no one knew what was in it.

Wei Zhi looked over and didn't recognize who he was. His eyes quickly passed over him and stopped at Lao Yan. He asked listlessly, "Where is my precious master?"

When Shan Chong was not around, she would just shout randomly, calling him baby or master, but he couldn't hear her anyway.

Lao Yan had a bewildered look on his face, still immersed in the word "baby", unable to extricate himself. He didn't know whether he should teach his junior sister a lesson for her audacity or praise her for daring to eat and say anything... After hesitating for a long time, he finally cast a helpless look at the trendy man beside him.

The trendy man's eyes were always on Weizhi, and at this moment he could even shoot a knife.

When the latter finally looked over, he asked a question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Kid, do you have prosopagnosia?"

That low, slow voice was very familiar.

Countless times on the snow track, he shouted at her fiercely, "Spin the board", "Vision", "Center of gravity", "What are you doing with your left foot? Cut it off if you don't want it."

Wei Zhi was stunned.

She widened her eyes slightly, looked the fashionable guy in front of her carefully from head to toe, and was shocked.

"Why are you dressed like this? Did you change your career? Did you change your career and make money?"

Weizhi is right. In fact, the way people in each branch of skiing dress seems to be more or less different. For example, those hip-hop hipsters and pretty ladies who can go to nightclubs without changing their hairstyle after leaving the ski resort are mostly the flat-ski masters who like to stay on the beginner and intermediate slopes, jumping around and spinning in circles.

Shan Chong was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Wei Zhi insisted: "You don't wear a snow suit?"

Shan Chong: "Who stipulated that I must wear a snow suit?"

Weizhi: "Is this sweatshirt waterproof?"

Shan Chong: “No defense.”

Weizhi: "If you get wet from the snow, you'll easily catch a cold."

Shan Chong: "I'm not rolling around in the snow and I won't fall down at any time, so why should it be covered with snow?"

Weizhi: “…”

That makes a lot of sense.

And it also has a hint of offensiveness.

Wei Zhi: "I'm in a bad mood today. Don't argue with me, or I might end up sitting in the middle of the snow trail and crying."

Shan Chong took the board from her hand very smoothly, looking relaxed and nonchalant, probably not caring at all whether she was crying in the middle of the snow trail: "Are you in a bad mood? Didn't you have enough breakfast?"

"Besides eating, I can also order other things!" Wei Zhi emphasized, "I have a girly heart!"

Shan Chong: "What do you have?"

Before Wei Zhi could answer, Jiang Nanfeng next to him said, "It's like this. Yesterday, Lao Yan sent a video and we saw it. One second, she was overjoyed to find out that the protagonist was the boss of the ski resort she had admired for a long time. The next second, she was heartbroken to find out that it was a love movie about the boss of the ski resort, and the boss had problems with his sexual orientation."

Shan Chong listened to Jiang Nanfeng's description. Whether it was "admired for a long time", "romance film" or "sexual orientation problems", none of the words seemed to have anything to do with him. Out of curiosity, he took out his phone to see what video Lao Yan had posted.

Lao Yan’s Moments can be seen for three days, and the only thing he posted in these days was a video yesterday.

Shan Chong clicked it, fast-forwarded it and watched it to the end, then found that the protagonists of the video were him and Dai Duo... Seeing the divine editing atmosphere at the end, he looked up at the little girl, who looked like she had lost all hope just by hearing the background music of the video——

He suddenly understood what "sexual orientation issues" meant.

Then his mood turned bad.

He stuffed his phone into his waist bag and turned to ask Lao Yan: "Are you free?"

Lao Yan whistled and turned his head away.

Wei Zhi changed the subject and pointed at his waist bag: "What's in it? Is it the apology gift you promised me yesterday?"

Shan Chong glanced at her, raised his hand and childishly turned his waist bag away from Wei Zhi, and said, "No."

Wei Zhi: "Where is my apology gift?"

Shan Chong: “No more.”

Wei Zhi: "But you swore yesterday that you would give me an apology gift."

Shan Chong: "We'll discuss this another day."

Wei Zhi: "When will you choose?"

Shan Chong: "That's the day when all those messy problems with your eyes were cured."