There was a big wall of snow on the snow trail at the Chongli Mountain Ski Resort.
Maybe the soil and water in Xinjiang are really good for nurturing people (idiot), at this moment, on the steps outside the restaurant, the two people couldn't recognize each other.
Dai Duo held a cigarette butt in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked at the person next to him, pursing his lips in a somewhat unapproachable manner, and was puzzled - when it comes to finding someone to teach skiing, some people go directly to the ski resort, some are introduced by friends, some are found on a short video app, and some are even found by standing at the entrance of the ski resort and shaking WeChat...
I have never seen a passerby wearing a snow suit just approaching me while I was eating outside a restaurant.
No wonder they all say that anyone with a thick skin can make a fortune in the snow circle this year. It seems that there are so many fools.
Wei Zhi didn't know that she was already labeled as a "fool" in the eyes of others. She looked at the person in front of her stubbornly and emphasized: "You can carve and flatten. I saw you on the snow track today."
She had drunk a little too much, and now she squatted down, the alcohol all going to her head, and she felt like the sky above her head was spinning. In order to speak clearly, she spoke very slowly... It was a pity that the person next to her didn't stand up and leave, mainly because he had a cigarette in his hand that he hadn't finished yet.
Dai Duo actually wanted to leave, but when he glanced at the person squatting next to him, he unexpectedly discovered that there were two frog eyes on the hood of her coat, which made her look silly.
Like a primary school student.
In line with the principle of not bullying children, he lazily raised the corners of his lips and said in a slightly gentler tone: "Sorry, I don't teach people."
He is so passive that it is a bit embarrassing... Weizhi lowered his hands from hugging his knees and turned to look at him: "Aren't you short of money?"
Dai Duo: “…”
The little girl looked at him with calm eyes, without any intention of offending him, just pure curiosity.
At this moment, the lights on the roadside flickered, and the dark circles under Dai Duo's eyes appeared a little darker under the flickering light... He pursed his thin lips and slowly exhaled a puff of milky white smoke. He showed a little rare love and started to educate a stranger: "Little friend, looking for someone to teach skiing is not like picking up someone on the street and then telling him you have money--"
He smiled speechlessly, showing his white teeth: "You'll never be cheated out of money if you do this."
“I’m not a kid, and I’m not just someone I picked up from the street,” the person being taught insisted. “I’ve seen you skate, and you skate really well.”
Dai Duo thought to himself what a fool this person was who couldn't handle anything.
If she said three wrong things, he would just want her to go away.
Before I could open my mouth, I saw her raise her hands from her knees, and then point her tender, white fingers at the door of the restaurant behind her: "Do you know Lao Yan?"
She heard that Lao Yan was quite famous, so she wanted to ask and give it a try.
Hearing the name, the young man was obviously stunned at first, then he bit the butt of his cigarette and looked at her with his black eyes.
No denial, that's recognition.
Wei Zhi continued to ask: "Who is more powerful, you or him?"
According to her experience, which is not very rich in actual combat experience but rich in paper negotiation experience, men hate it most when people ask them "Who is better between you and XX?"
As expected, Dai Duo was confused by this question.
Old cigarette?
When I was dancing 2340 degrees on the platform, that person was probably still figuring out how to turn his feet 180 degrees and get off the platform safely...
You compare him with me?
He raised an eyebrow, feeling offended, but then thought about it and realized that she had just said "carving" and "flat pattern", so she probably meant this.
Lao Yan's carving and flat skates are indeed better than his park level...
After a moment of silence, his Adam's apple rolled, he uttered a dull nasal sound from deep in his throat, and said very matter-of-factly: "That's about right."
He found it funny himself after he finished saying it. It was freezing cold, and he was squatting outside just to finish a cigarette, and he started chatting with a little girl he didn't know, and he was even comparing himself with someone's apprentice.
ill.
"That's all right. You're the person I'm looking for. Give me a price?" He heard the little girl say slowly beside him, a little drunk, "I have to find a reason for someone who is as good as Lao Yan or even better than him to take my class."
This line is like acting in a Japanese cartoon.
“Not interested.”
He said this but did not urge her to get lost. It was not because he did not want to scream, but mainly because he realized that he could not scream and did not want to waste any more breath.
Wei Zhi was rejected again and again, and felt a little embarrassed, so she simply stopped talking... She squatted there with him, staring blankly at the empty street in front of her, as if she had made up her mind to finish smoking this cigarette with him, and then...
Then discuss it later.
As the cigarette burned out, the people next to him still showed no intention of moving.
Dai Duo looked down at her, wanting to spit out the cigarette in his lips, but after thinking for a while, he turned his head away and spit out white smoke in another direction. He said vaguely, "Are you not leaving yet?"
The voice was very cold and ruthless.
Maybe all big guys have this bad habit to some extent.
Fortunately, Weizhi has gotten used to it.
She shook her head and said honestly, "My legs are numb and my head is dizzy. I can't stand up."
Dai Duo was speechless. He turned his head to look at the door of the hotel behind him where people were swaying. He wondered which table brought this baby and let her run around alone... It was thanks to the good security here, otherwise by the time they remembered to look for her, there would be nothing left of her.
"Since you mentioned Lao Yan, you should also know Shan Chong," Dai Duo was forced into a helpless tone, "You can find someone from him. You should be able to find one or two people who are decent skaters and can teach among the pile of stuff."
“…”
Ignore those weird adjectives he used, Wei Zhi thought, forget it.
Not to mention starting with Shan Chong, even asking him to find a backup is like sitting on a cable car and looking down at a mole digging -
What's the use of him?
She was madly complaining in her heart, and she grabbed the hem of her skirt. She couldn't stand up for a while anyway, so she just chatted with him based on what he said: "You not only know Lao Yan, but also Shan Chong?"
"I don't know him," Dai Duo raised the corner of his lips sarcastically, "but I know he has a false reputation and is really not as good as me."
He just said it casually.
Unexpectedly, just after he finished speaking, the little girl who had been squatting next to him like a well-behaved fat girl suddenly turned her head towards him. Her dark eyes were blurry with drunkenness, but she tried to open her eyes as wide as possible, as if she had come back to life.
She stared at him—
"Don't say that! My master is invincible!"
…
Inside the hotel.
Twenty minutes ago.
When Weizhi went out, she didn't know that someone noticed her leaving the table.
When she stood up, Shan Chong and his friends had just started playing PUBG. Backstab and Laoyan were arguing about which jump to make. Shan Chong raised his eyes and was about to speak when he saw her walking out in flames of anger.
I didn't guess why she was angry.
It was her stiff shoulders and heavy steps that made it hard to believe that she was in a good mood at the moment.
"School skipping, school! I love to study!"
"Go to the jungle! Go to the jungle! The brave ones will die and the timid ones will starve to death!"
"Jungling is not my style—"
"School is not my style. I am a pacifist and I will not offend others unless they offend me."
"You farted, idiot!"
Backstab and Old Cigarette are in a mess.
"It's so noisy." The man looked away, "Close your eyes and twitch."
Then, he casually pressed the drop button amid the screams of his teammates. While waiting, he sat up a little and asked Jiang Nanfeng in the noise: "Where did this guy go?"
Jiang Nanfeng glanced at the empty seat next to him and said, "Bathroom."
"Why are you so angry about going to the bathroom?"
"...How do you know she's angry?"
"She gets angry with me eight hundred times a day," Shan Chong said, feeling that he must have done something wrong. He said expressionlessly, "I'm tired of seeing it."
Jiang Nanfeng smiled upon hearing this, raised the cup in his hand to toast the tolerant person, and then turned around to continue chatting with Hua Yan - women also talk about a wide range of topics, not to mention whether the skiing is good or not, it does not affect their conversation about this year's most popular snow suits, this year's most difficult to buy snow goggles...
Shan Chong asked Wei Zhi where he was going, but got a mediocre answer and didn't take it to heart. He sat back in his seat and continued playing his game.
After another seven or eight minutes, he looked up and was about to ask Lao Yan to throw some bandaids at him, but out of the corner of his eye he saw that the seat between two people was still empty...
He subconsciously looked outside, paused, and then looked back.
"Give me two bandages...oh, wait."
As he spoke, he raised his gun and swiftly took away another enemy.
"It's OK now."
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people left in this game and the game time was approaching twenty minutes, Lao Yan and Backstab were killed one after another, leaving Dan Chong alone.
He checked the game time, and saw the empty seat next to him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wei Zhi put a half-drunk cup on the table...
The cup was still one third full of clear liquid; they didn't order boiled water tonight.
Who gave her white wine?
Shan Chong had only one apprentice who could push the slope. If he was going to break his leg, it would be on the snowy trail, not in a toilet on a street corner after getting drunk... So, amidst the screams of backstabs, he gave the enemy a burning head, and his phone exited the game.
"Aaaaaa, what are you doing, Brother Chong!!! Is today International Game Friendly Day? Are you here to mess with our mentality!!?!"
With the sound of backstabbing in the background, Shan Chong opened WeChat without even looking up, and found a profile picture of a little girl holding a round belly and drinking milk tea in one hand. He clicked on it and found that she had sent a message 20 minutes ago -
【Girl: You have to be responsible!!!】
Shan Chong: “?”
Responsible for what?
【Chong: What are you responsible for?】
【Chong: Where are the people? 】
【Chong: Fell into the toilet? 】
No response.
Shan Chong thought about it, and when the backstab summoned him for another attack, he put down his phone and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Backstab asked blankly.
"Bathroom."
"Why are you going to the bathroom if you haven't drunk anything?"
"If you go to the bathroom before breakfast tomorrow morning, I'll take the toilet apart for you."
After saying this, the man decisively left his seat, put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards the door.
So, twenty-third minutes after Yu Weizhi disappeared from her seat, the first second Shan Chong pushed open the door of the hotel, he heard a familiar soft and sticky voice with a rare argumentative force drilling into his ears——
"Don't say that! My master is invincible!"
Shan Chong: “…”
The man was silent for a few seconds, then looked in the direction of the sound. At a glance, he saw two white figures squatting side by side on the steps not far away.
One of them had her hair down, long curls hanging down her back, and the frog eyes on her hat were sparkling;
Next to her, a young man was leaning against the railing, a cigarette that was about to burn out was between his fingertips. He tilted his head, looking down at her with a half-smile on his feminine face.
That pale face looked like a person who would never wake up from sleep.
Dai Duo.
His eyes were slightly gloomy, not understanding how these two people got together. The man pursed his lips into a slightly stern straight line, put one hand in his pocket, walked over and stood still.
Before the two people sitting and squatting in a row had time to react, he reached out and pulled the little frog's hat.
"Aren't you going to the bathroom? What are you making such a fuss about?"
A deep and magnetic male voice rang out, breaking the subtle silence that had already fallen.
…
At this moment.
Wei Zhi was glaring at Dai Duo when her hat was suddenly pulled by someone. The force was quite strong and she fell backwards. Then she heard a familiar voice behind her.
She blinked blankly at first, then turned around and looked into a pair of calm black eyes——
My mind went blank for three seconds.
She came to her senses.
With her hands on the cold snow, she struggled to get up despite the dizziness and turned to face the man - he was tall and now standing on the steps - she could only look up desperately to see his jawline and asked nervously, "How did you get out?"
Because you went to the restroom for almost twenty minutes, didn’t answer my calls, and didn’t reply to my WeChat messages.
Facing the bewildered and innocent face in front of him, the man smiled softly, suppressed his temper, and asked, "Why, did it prevent you from chatting with others?"
I was frightened by his smile and could tell something was wrong with his tone.
"No, I didn't." Weizhi took a breath and was a little nervous. "...Did you hear what I just said?"
"Which one?"
“…”
"That last sentence? I heard it."
Before Weizhi could use his toes to dig out a three-bedroom, one-living-room or something, he added ruthlessly, "Otherwise you would have been beaten by now."
Hearing the word "beaten", Wei Zhi's brain exploded for three seconds. His tone was serious and it didn't sound like a joke at all...
A little anxious, she stretched out her hand to grab him, but she forgot that she was looking up at him at a high angle. Her body moved, and she lost her balance and staggered backwards.
Both people reacted at the same time.
The man sitting on the steps flicked the cigarette from his hand and held it up with his hand.
The man standing on the steps grabbed her collar, exerted a little force, and veins on the back of his hand bulged. He used the force from behind to lift her back.
She was like a boneless thing, following their force, and crashed into Shan Chonghuai like a tumbler, her head hitting the zipper of his coat, and with a "pop", a red mark was left on her forehead.
"Hmm," she raised her hand to rub her forehead, "It hurts."
Before her hand touched her forehead, a big hand grabbed her wrist and forced it to the sides of her body... With her upper body still leaning in the man's arms, she pulled her head out of his arms and looked up at him.
He lowered his head to look at her dazed look, dragged out the ending "hmm", and asked indifferently: "How much did you drink?"
Weizhi broke free from his hand, grabbed his sleeve with his claws, climbed up little by little, and then shook his arm: "I drank all this right under your nose, didn't you see it?"
After a pause, she sighed and recalled unhappily that according to the statistics of her peeping observations throughout the night, Shan Chong's eyes should have turned to her no more than five times throughout the night -
No.
Three times.
No more than three times.
Wei Zhi said quietly, "You didn't see it, and you still wanted to hit me."
Shan Chong felt his pocket and found that he didn't bring the cigarettes with him.
Sighing, he said, "Stand still, don't act coquettishly."
Weizhi pursed his lips.
After she reluctantly stood up, Shan Chong saw that the sky was getting dark and it was going to snow again, so he wanted to take her back to the warm indoors first, but unfortunately the little girl didn't cooperate...
She stood there as if rooted to the ground, refusing to move.
The man raised his eyebrows and was about to ask her what she was up to, but when he looked up, he saw another person on the steps behind her taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with a half-smile on his face, slowly taking out a cigarette and holding it to his lips.
The two looked at each other, and the latter sneered and looked at him lazily.
"Look at what I'm doing," Dai Duo said, "your apprentice came up here by himself."
This tone cannot be said to be provocative.
When Wei Zhi heard what was said, although it was true, he thought that retelling the painting style might add fuel to the fire, so he quickly reached out and tugged at his master's sleeve.
Feeling his sleeve being pulled, Shan Chong lowered his head in anger and said "hmm" as a question and a signal that she could fart.
Wei Zhi stood in front of him with his head down, muttering softly, "It's like this, it's about Lao Yan... He clearly promised Nan Feng that he would go to class tomorrow, but just now he turned around and promised that Hu Hu, why is he like this!"
Shan Chong didn't know why she suddenly brought up this.
But I didn’t think it was a earth-shattering event.
Lao Yan is definitely not a bad person, but because he is young and somewhat well-known in the skiing circle, he has been praised as the "God of Smoking" and "Brother Smoking" for many ski seasons. He is a bit impatient and does things without taking things seriously...
It is normal.
The title of Chongli's No. 1 scumbag is not given randomly——
The girls in this guy’s WeChat account are worth at least eighty if not a hundred.
Dan Chong had heard about the matter between Lao Yan and Jiang Nanfeng from Beisai before. If you want a 19 or 20-year-old boy to learn what "honesty and trustworthiness" means after he has been rejected, you should also see if he has a face that can agree.
Shan Chong didn't know from which angle he should analyze this matter to her, so he simply kept silent.
Wei Zhi obviously didn't need him to express his opinion, and he calmly stated his solution: "So I'm going to find someone more powerful than Lao Yan to teach Nan Feng a lesson."
Shan Chong was silent for three seconds and then understood.
It wasn't her who found someone to teach, it was her who found someone to teach Jiang Nanfeng.
His eyebrows relaxed slightly, and he glanced at the man sitting there chewing on the butt of an unlit cigarette. He raised his chin lazily and said, "And then you found this?"
Weizhi nodded and opened his mouth. He was about to say that you saw him skiing well on the snow track today...
Just as the words were about to come out of my mouth, a cold wind suddenly blew.
Her feverish mind suddenly sobered up a little, and she could barely smell the strange atmosphere in the air.
For example, whether it was the big man in white mentioning Shan Chong just now, or Shan Chong mentioning the big man in white at this time, the tones of both of them were equally rude, as if they did not take the other seriously.
...It looks like there's a festival going on.
After realizing this, Wei Zhi was confused: Damn it, Snow White, so isn't she now treasoning to the enemy by rounding it off?
She suddenly became nervous. She looked at Shan Chong, then turned back to look at the big man in white. After thinking for a long time, her eyes rolled around in her moist eye sockets, and she cleverly turned the tables: "Then don't you have any responsibility for this matter?"
Shan Chong: “?”
Wei Zhi: "If you hadn't rejected that fox's request to attend the class, she wouldn't have gone to find Lao Yan."
This logic made Shan Chong's chest rise and fall, and he laughed angrily.
The smile did not reach his eyes, and they were grim, without any warmth at all.
Wei Zhi managed to control himself and not retreat...
She saw the man's lips curled up coldly, and his voice was gloomy: "I am tired enough after taking a basic course every day. You are so righteous, why don't you give your time to Hu Hu, so that she doesn't have to look for Lao Yan, how about it?"
Weizhi: “…”
I never expected him to fight back like this.
The choice suddenly became between "sisters" and "herself". For this despicable choice, she decisively chose -
……………………………………………………
Forget it, Jiang Nanfeng, just skate by yourself.
She lowered her head and said nothing.
The claws were eager to survive, and they held the man's sleeve tightly, and said in a muffled voice as if someone had hit him with a stick: "No. It's not good. I was wrong, you can't go."
Shan Chong pulled back his sleeves.
She uttered "eh", looking nervous but still trying to pull it.
Before she could move, a piece of cloth snapped off her head. She tried to look up and found that it was the frog hat on her coat that was turned up and worn on her head...
A big hand landed on her head, pressing her head towards the hotel door and pushing her: "Go back and sit down."
Seeing that he no longer mentioned giving up the class, the little frog decided to give up and obediently jumped onto the two steps.
After he stood firm, he paused, bit his lower lip, and turned back to glance at the big man in white with a unwilling look.
The latter slowly took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it, and raised his eyelids to meet the eyes of the little girl standing on the steps who was looking back secretly...
I was stunned.
He smiled.
After taking a look at the gloomy-faced man beside the little girl, he suddenly changed his mind.
The corners of his lips curled up, and he asked the person who was looking at him eagerly, "Ten o'clock tomorrow morning?"
Wei Zhi instantly showed a bright and sunny smile.
As soon as she raised the corners of her lips, she felt the pressure from the person next to her, which made her feel suffocated. She quickly put away her smile, nodded, and said righteously: "Okay. My friend will contact you, thank you, goodbye."
After saying that, she turned around and ran up the stairs. Standing in the light in front of the door, she pushed the heavy door open a crack with both hands, but did not go in immediately. Instead, she stood obediently at the door, turned her head, and waited for the man walking behind her to come closer.
When he reached the door, he held the door with one hand through the tiny gap she had opened, and with the other hand he lifted the plastic curtain. Only then did she let go of the door and walked into the store first.
"Where's your phone? Didn't you hear the WeChat message just now?"
"In the car... oh, it's out of battery."
“Can a cell phone run out of battery?”
“Why can’t a cell phone run out of battery?”
…
"Just because your phone is out of battery, you can just squat outside and try to chat up strange people?"
"Who is chatting me up... that's not chatting me up!"
"If this isn't flirting, what is it? Do you know him? Aren't you afraid that he'll sell you out?"
"What the hell did he sell? Although he didn't look like a good person at first glance, it turned out that he was not a big shot. He even agreed to take the class!"
"laugh."
…
"What's the point of your sarcastic sneer?"
"If you could trust your first instinct in everything, your life would take fewer detours than it does now."
“…”
The sound gradually fades away.
The plastic door curtain fell, and the figures of the two people who had entered the room became blurred.
…
In the ice and snow, a young man standing on the steps slowly exhaled a puff of milky white smoke. In the dim light, only the sparks of the tobacco flickered.
He withdrew his gaze, leaned against the railing, and continued to smoke his cigarette lazily in the same posture as before, as if no one had ever disturbed him.