"Have you had enough fun?" After confiscating the Coke, the mean ghost was still ruthless, "Don't even think about joining my group for the rest of your life."
Alas.
Listen.
It is said that you will be soft-hearted when you take advantage of people, but this is useless against non-human cold-blooded animals. They just accepted the benefit in the last second, and immediately turned their backs on you in the next second.
Hiding behind the mask, Wei Zhi curled her lips, opened the Coke that had been buried all night and took a sip - after drinking that sip of Coke smoothie in the icy snow, her whole body was frozen and she shuddered.
"Is it cold?" Shan Chong asked.
"It's cold." Wei Zhi answered casually.
"You're not as cold-hearted as me." Shan Chong stepped on the snowboard with an expressionless face.
Weizhi: “…”
At this time, they had reached the middle of the snow trail. As one of the three most frequently skied advanced trails, the second half of the advanced C trail was not too steep, which was very suitable for practicing new basic movements... Wei Zhi, who had had enough fun, sat down on a small slope, and put on her board with a grunt, while facing Shan Chong's gaze of "I'll see how long you can drag it out". When she looked up, she found that the man was standing about four or five meters away from her.
It wouldn't look good to crawl all the way over and ask him to help me up.
Weizhi supported herself on the ground with her hands, slightly raised her feet wrapped in snowshoes, pressed her heels, snowshoes and board hard against the snow, and then with a little push, she actually stood up by herself.
Lao Yan and Jiang Nanfeng saw this from behind and both exclaimed in surprise.
"Ah," even Weizhi himself, who was standing on the snow, was stunned, "I actually stood up!"
She didn't use any of the key points that Shan Chong had told her about, such as tightening the core, lifting the buttocks up, and exerting force on the legs and calves. She just somehow was able to use the snowboard to grip the back edge, and then stand up with a slight push.
Weizhi: “Look!”
Shan Chong: "I'm not blind."
Wei Zhi: "I stood up by myself!!!"
"Well," Shan Chong raised his hand and pulled down his goggles, his expression very calm, "your board control ability has improved. Every time you brake the rear edge, you are practicing how to stick the blade more firmly into the snow and control the speed. Once you are basically proficient, you will know how to step on the rear edge so that it can stick to support you and not slide forward... This is also the reason why I didn't rush to force you to learn how to stand up. Many things will come naturally when you reach a certain stage-"
Weizhi: “…”
Jiang Nanfeng: "..."
"Brother Chong," said Lao Yan, who couldn't bear to listen any longer, "at this time, just say 'well done' or 'you're great'."
"..." Shan Chong took his hand off his goggles and looked at Lao Yan, "Where's the stick?"
Lao Yan closed his mouth silently.
Wei Zhi pushed the slope to Shan Chong's front, and then he grabbed the sleeve of the man standing there reflexively, and said, "Make way, don't block the way."
Shan Chong, who was once again blocked by the opponent, slapped her hand away and said, "Stop pushing the slope and practice the C-bend."
At this point, Mamoru finally left the category of slope pushers.
"First practice the C-bend of the back edge. It's very simple. Start with a normal falling leaf, then gradually step down with your front foot. You will find that as you step more, the tip of the board will gradually point down the mountain until it becomes a straight board..."
Shan Chong demonstrated as he spoke.
He was originally facing the mountain with the toe blade stuck, so he put down his straight board and did a Nollie 180. After turning around, he faced down the mountain, raised his hands, and without turning his head, he casually hooked his index and middle fingertips at Weizhi behind him, signaling her to look carefully—
Straight board, shoulders pressed forward, board speed moving forward.
After moving forward about one or two meters, lift the sole of your front foot first, then the sole of your back foot, press your body's center of gravity downward, and the back edge of the snowboard will receive the force given by this movement and naturally turn in the direction of the back edge.
The edge of the board drew a clear arc on the snow track, a clean and neat line.
Finally stopped.
Shan Chong looked back and found the little girl standing on the mountain motionless.
He jumped back to the front edge after a circle on the spot, and then rushed to her, who was dazed from the top of her head, and waved: "Come."
Weizhi looked at the line on the ground.
Lost in thought.
"This is a line that only exists when walking on the edge. At this stage, you haven't learned how to fold your body and press down. Your strength is not enough, and the edge can't dig that deep into the snow," said Shan Chong. "Just switch to sweeping the snow. You can switch if you do the movements of your feet correctly - pay attention to your sight, pay attention to your center of gravity - sight, center of gravity - come on."
...a hammer.
"What if we roll down?"
"You can't get out," he said calmly, "I'll catch you."
Weizhi cleared his throat, pulled at his clothes, and carefully and tentatively lowered his right foot.
Her movements were small, but the feedback from the board was immediate.
Soon the direction of the snowboard changed. The tip of the board, which was originally lying across the snow, gradually turned down the mountain and slid slowly forward. Weizhi's body followed, with his clips much smaller than those of the fallen leaves pointing down the mountain until it gradually turned 90 degrees.
“Ahhhhhh!”
The little girl pounced, like a bomb straight board rushing forward -
Fortunately, she was not far away from the man, and she couldn't speed up the straight-blade much at this moment. It's just that her posture was not very good-looking, like a headless fly, and she crashed into the man's arms in three seconds.
There was a "bang" sound, which was the sound of the snowboard blades colliding.
There was a "puff" sound, which was the sound of Wei Zhi hitting a wall.
She instinctively put her arms around his waist, and because she couldn't stand steadily, her face slid down against his chest...
Three seconds of silence.
"I told you to continue, and you really weren't polite to me at all."
“…”
"Whimming around with your hands on a straight board won't help you stay balanced, it will just make your board wobble more."
A cold voice came from above.
Weizhi grabbed his clothes tightly and struggled to separate his snowboard from his own...
She was so exhausted that she was panting, but she still remembered to reply: "Why is the bird flapping its wings?"
"Because they have hair, and you don't. Don't talk back." Shan Chong said, "Put your hands naturally and vertically on both sides of your shoulders. If you feel insecure, you can open them slightly... Pay attention to your shoulders, which are always parallel to the board. Don't shake left and right. Once your feet are pinched by the snowboard, it is called open shoulders."
“Is shoulder opening good?”
"It's a terminal disease." The man didn't even raise his eyelids. "If you dare to skate on your shoulder, don't say I taught you next time you go out... Don't even mention my name."
Weizhi: “…”
Shan Chong: "Stand still first. How long will you hold me?"
Weizhi: “…”
Shan Chong: "It's time to charge."
Weizhi quickly retracted his hands and stood up.
Shan Chong: "I won't hug you if you charge me. I'm not worth the money, right?"
Wei Zhi was too lazy to pay attention to this difficult person. He lowered his head and rubbed the snowboard to the left, rubbing and rubbing until the snowboard was quietly moved away from him.
She moved away. Shan Chong bent down to wipe off the snow on the snowboard, took off his gloves and touched the place where the edges of the snowboard had just collided. His hand could clearly feel a small dent...
Tsk.
Heartbroken.
…
On the mountain.
The two people sat side by side and watched the entire play from beginning to end in silence.
Lao Yan recalled the last time he jumped off the pole and didn't stand steadily, and his board hit Shan Chong's board, and Shan Chong scolded him for three days. He was extremely heartbroken, and it took him a while to get over the shadow of "Dad favors girls over boys".
He turned around and asked Jiang Nanfeng beside him: "Sister, have you learned it?"
Jiang Nanfeng just took off his helmet, adjusted his hair, and then asked calmly, "Which part do you mean?"
Lao Yan: “…”
Jiang Nanfeng turned his head and looked at the older boy beside him: "I know how to do the last part."
Lao Yan: "Hmm, how can you be so rude to your coach?"
Jiang Nanfeng sneered, put on his helmet again, propped himself up on the snow, left the puppy still rolling on the snow track, went down first, put down the straight board, pulled the crossbar, let the leaves fly, and braked.
Standard C-bend.
Lao Yan: “…”
Lao Yan applauded.
…
Before lunch, everyone agreed to wait downstairs at the hotel where Weizhi and his friends were staying at 3pm after lunch.
At 2:55 in the afternoon, Wei Zhi and Jiang Nanfeng had packed up and were ready to go downstairs. The little girl took off her snow suit and put on a white sweatshirt with two frog eyes on it. She then put on a white down jacket, and the whole person successfully turned into a snowy white ball.
Jiang Nanfeng put on some lipstick: "You look like you weigh 300 kilograms now."
Weizhi: “Climb.”
There is a huge parking lot downstairs of the hotel, and almost all the people who come to ski park their cars here.
Not long after they went downstairs and got out of the elevator, Weizhi's phone vibrated.
【Chong: Come out, Zhangjiakou's card, Ji G, black.】
A beating heart and trembling hands.
Wei Zhi stuttered and typed "I'm coming, I'm coming", sent it out, and ran out dragging Jiang Nanfeng's hand -
Pushing open the sliding door of the hotel, a gust of cold wind blew in the face. The girl shrank her neck, hid her masked face behind her scarf, tried hard to open her eyes, and went to look for the black JIG car in the parking lot.
There was one right in front of her.
The "B" logo and small wings on the car's hood are very eye-catching.
Wei Zhi tightened her grip on Jiang Nanfeng's hand, and even reflexively looked down to see if she was stepping on the snow-slush mixture. Her vague voice came from behind her scarf: "No Rolls-Royce, Bentley..."
Do you want to sit down?
The last four words were not uttered yet.
From far away in the parking lot, a boxy black off-road vehicle slowly approached——
The car's huge tires pressed down on the muddy snow track. Although there was not a big hole, the whole car made a loud "crunching" sound as if it could not bear the weight.
The car was supposed to be black.
But it is no longer black.
Judging from the mud on its doors, the fenders above the wheels, and the hood, it is conservatively estimated that this car has not been washed since the start of the snow season.
From a distance it looks a bit like a Mercedes-Benz G-Class, but on the dirty hood the word "Beijing" is shiny and bright.
The car stopped in front of Weizhi and the others.
The driver's window slowly came down with a strange sound, and a man wearing a black mask leaned against the window: "Get in the car."
Before Wei Zhi could react, Jiang Nanfeng dragged him around to the co-pilot's side.
After finally finding the door handle on the muddy car door, she reached out and pulled the door, but it didn't open.
At this time, the man sitting in the driver's seat stretched out his long arm and opened the door for her from the inside. "There is a problem with the passenger door," Shan Chong said, "You need to use more force when pulling it."
I was afraid that if I pressed harder, the mud would fly all over my face.
The car was very high. Weizhi used her short legs to step on the small steps of the car next to her, and climbed into the car silently using her hands and feet, and sat firmly in the passenger seat... The warm air blowing in her face made her slow down a little, and she fastened her seat belt with a grunt. She turned her head and saw three pieces of transparent tape stuck vertically on the passenger seat window.
Weizhi: “…”
It was a bit novel, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
"Don't touch it," a lazy voice came from the side, "The clip of the passenger window lifter is broken, the tape is loose and the window falls down, you're going to be in trouble."
Weizhi quickly pulled his hand back.
Turning to look at the source of the sound——
The man had taken off his snow suit and changed into a white hooded sweater with a navy blue turtleneck sweater underneath.
Navy blue sweatpants with a few white stripes on them, which contrast with the white of the sweatshirt...
The black mask was pressed into a small peak, covering half of his tall nose.
Most of the bridge of the nose is hidden in the shadow of the mask.
He sat there with his long arms and legs, one hand on the steering wheel...looking quite comfortable.
Unlike the calm and composed demeanor of a big boss in a snow suit, the man at this moment looks much younger. When he is not talking, the tail of his single eyelids is slightly raised, which makes him look a little arrogant.
An uneasy atmosphere swept over.
He casually brushed his messy hair that had been pressed by the helmet that morning. He lowered his eyes and looked at her. His voice did not show any obvious emotion when he spoke: "What are you looking at?"
The two looked at each other briefly.
Weizhi looked away.
Shan Chong was somewhat puzzled: "What?"
Weizhi gave up discussing the fact that he looked unfriendly in casual clothes.
Then he asked another question.
"Nothing," she asked. "How long has it been since you washed your car?"
Shan Chong: "It's either raining or snowing every day, so it's useless to wash."
Weizhi: “Oh.”
The two people in the back seat didn't say anything. Lao Yan was obviously used to looking at his phone. Jiang Nanfeng was quite curious and looked at the car here and there. After a while, he said, "This car is pretty good."
Shan Chong chuckled and said, "You have good taste."
Wei Zhi turned around and was about to discuss with Jiang Nanfeng how she dared to fart without any moral integrity, but at this moment, Shan Chonggua got in the way and the red light on the dial attracted her attention——
Although she had never driven this car, she knew that normally a red light would not light up on the dashboard of any car casually.
The red sign was so dazzling that she couldn't help but lean over to take a look, muttering, "Brake pad alarm...brake pad (panic)!"
Amid the girl's shock, the man's calm voice rang out, "I don't have time to fix it. I checked before I got in the car, and there are still two millimeters that can be used."
Is this how the life of brake pads is calculated?
Wei Zhi: "……………………"
Weizhi grabbed the seat belt tightly and turned around: "Laoyan! Change, change position!"
At this moment, the older boy in the back row, who had quickly put down his phone at Weizhi's terrified cry, shook his head decisively upon hearing this, and sat in the back row very politely, silently fastening his seat belt.
In the suffocating and tense atmosphere, the car started and took two steps out with a grunt.
Weizhi's nostrils enlarged silently under the mask, and he leaned back on the seat back... At this time, the car drove smoothly for a few meters, and something new appeared on the screen.
Wei Zhi couldn't help but look at the screen, so he took another look and then reminded him breathlessly, "I really don't want to be the one sitting in the passenger seat and giving orders, but sir, your car key is out of battery too."
Shan Chong held the steering wheel with one hand: "Let's go fix it together later. The windshield wiper has run out of water. I parked it in the parking lot. A rat gnawed a hole in the water tank."
Then he turned around and said to Lao Yan: "Go to Xianyu and search for me if anyone is selling a used water tank for around 100 yuan... Last time I asked the auto repair shop down the mountain, they asked me for 350 yuan. They are trying to rob me of my money. They are crazy."
Weizhi: “…”
Wei Zhi: "To tell you the truth, you may not like it, your car is going to fall apart!!!!!!"
"Stop talking nonsense," the man holding the steering wheel said without batting an eyelash, "Isn't this car driving fine?"
Wei Zhi turned around quickly: "Lao Yan, change seats!"
Lao Yan: “I don’t.”
Wei Zhi: "Why don't you have gentlemanly manners!"
Lao Yan: "Is this how you behave like a gentleman? You are the master's favorite disciple, so of course you should sit in the driver's seat!"
Wei Zhi: "I don't want to be your beloved disciple anymore!"
Amid the two children's quarrel, only the man who had the power over life and death remained calm: "Shut up! If you keep quarreling, get off the bus."
In an instant, the car returned to the same silence as at a funeral.