Back to the hotel, taking the elevator, Weizhi felt Shan Chong was unusually silent on the way, so she didn't dare to look at him. She turned her back to the man and stared at the lights on the elevator floors jumping up one by one.

But her ears pricked up, and the movement behind her told her that something big was happening.

Because the man standing behind her had been using his phone to send WeChat messages non-stop from the moment they entered the elevator.

This frequency.

Apparently, at this very moment, there was someone who was frantically sending text messages to the man at a rate of one message every two seconds.

Based on the rich combat experience Weizhi gained from his mother, the messages sent at this frequency usually did not contain any good words.

really.

She saw the man pick up his phone and take a look from his reflection. The light from the elevator was a little blurry so she couldn't tell his expression. Anyway, she saw him tap the screen with his thumb...

Wei Zhi moved his lips and was about to say "You'd better use voice-to-text", but as soon as the first word "you" came out of his mouth, he was interrupted directly -

[Dan Chong, do you have any self-respect? Yes or no! I really regret that I would have brought a pig with me instead of you! At least pigs are not irritating, except for being stupid!]

The middle-aged man's powerful voice with a slight northeastern accent filled the entire elevator.

With a "beep", the man quickly hung up the voice message.

However, WeChat has a very annoying function. When someone sends multiple unread voice messages in a row, it sometimes triggers a strange function or a bug, that is, when you delete one message, it will start playing the next one automatically.

[I, Wang Xin, swear to heaven, from today on, if I look at you one more time, or ask you one more question about whether you want to come to Altay, I will immediately shorten my life by 100 years——]

The sonorous and powerful voice rang out again, and this time, Shan Chong was obviously confused. He was two beats slow to react and closed the voice message. Then he slid his finger and directly exited WeChat to ensure safety.

Weizhi: “…”

In the dead silence, the middle-aged man's roar seemed to still echo in the elevator.

Apart from that, the only thing that could be heard was Wei's trembling breathing.

At this moment, she could feel her hair standing up one by one. She was starting to feel embarrassment and fear, and she wished she could just disappear from the world.

She lowered her head and stared at her toes. She didn't even dare to look at the blurry face of the man in the reflection of the elevator. Her mind was full of "Oh, is this man who roars so powerfully the Wang Xin that Shan Chong mentioned just now? He seems to be Dai Duo's coach. Why is he scolding Shan Chong?"...

Just as she was puzzled, the person standing behind her said, "Wang Xin, Dai Duo's coach."

Wei's guess was confirmed.

At the same time, she was very confused that he actually took the initiative to tell her this. The question was why he told her this - but soon she was relieved - obviously, they had to say something at this time. After all, deliberately avoiding it would only make the atmosphere even uglier.

As expected, Shan Chong thought for a moment and continued, "It should be that we just left and Dai Duo complained to him."

He raised the corner of his lips in mockery. He could guess what the psychopath said to Wang Xin. It was nothing more than saying that Wang Xin was stubborn, self-depraved, stubborn, and had no fighting spirit.

A series of inflammatory remarks.

Then Wang Xin's blood pressure rose directly from the slap. Just from the two sentences he heard unexpectedly, he could hear the middle-aged man's voice trembling because of the roar.

As he finished speaking, in the corner of his eye, he saw the little girl in front of him, who was so frightened by the two words of the roaring middle-aged man that her head was about to shrink into her collar, move.

She turned her head quickly, looked back at him, and asked in confusion, "Dai Duo's coach, why did he scold you?"

"Oh, when I was still in the professional team," Shan Chong said in a calm voice, "he was also my coach."

Wei Zhi was still digesting the information behind this sentence when there was a "ding" sound and the elevator arrived.

Weizhi lived on a lower floor, so the elevator naturally went to her floor first. She walked out quickly and stood in the corridor. She turned around and glanced at the man.

He put his hands in his pockets, stood there expressionlessly, without moving.

Before the elevator door closed, she raised her hand from outside to hold the door and said, "I have a question for you."

"Ask."

She hesitated for three seconds, but finally asked a question that she was a little hesitant about whether she should ask: "Why is it that on the homepage of your short video platform, there are videos of poles, barrels, boxes, or medium and small jump platforms, but there is no video of a large jump platform?"

He raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

Swallowing hard, she mustered up the courage to continue under the man's pressured gaze: "You used to be a professional snowboarder, and even participated in the Olympic preliminaries a few years ago. Later, you retired due to injury, right? But now so many years have passed, and facts have proved that you can still jump so well on the platform that day. Dai Duo also said that you can still jump--"

At this moment, Shan Chongchong smiled at her.

Suddenly, Wei Zhi's voice disappeared in an instant.

She didn't know why she suddenly lost the courage to continue asking questions when she saw the man's ambiguous smile. Even though she really had many questions to ask -

If you really have the ability to continue participating in the snowboard big air competition as Dedo said, why did you give up like this?

…

The Winter Olympics is being held right next to your home town. It's the only time in decades that this event happens. Everyone is gearing up for it. Why did you just give up?

…

Even the country is calling for ice and snow sports, and skiing is becoming more and more popular and receiving more and more attention. Why did you give up?

——Why did you just give up like that?

Wasn't there even a second of movement?

Don't you feel unwilling?

If you didn't quit because you couldn't jump, do you really have no attachment to the big jumping platform today?

I can't ask.

You don't even need to think about it. You know that asking this question will only make you meddling and make people dislike you.

So just keep silent.

The hand that was holding down the elevator door loosened and finally dropped down. Before the elevator door slowly and completely closed, she hurriedly said good night to him in a mosquito-like voice.

…

The next three days were calm, as if nothing had happened.

Apart from learning from Jiang Nanfeng that the Dai Duo people had arrived at the Jiangjun Mountain Ski Resort in Altay and started training for the competition, no one mentioned even a word about Altay.

During these three days, Wei Zhi had successfully advanced to become a qualified blade-changing player, and when Shan Chong began to refuse gloves and walk around the city with his bandaged hands, she finally began to practice the blade-changing move that Jiang Nanfeng had practiced since he arrived in Xinjiang.

Lu Xin was with her.

Since the two of them reconciled on the surface that day, every day when Shan Chong had classes in the park, he would appear beside Wei Zhi on time. Those who didn't know would think that Shan Chong had paid him to follow him.

For example, today, the walking back to the mountain must be practiced on the advanced trail. Wei Zhi was doing a prance on the advanced trail, and not far from her, Lu Xin was practicing some simple flat flower moves on the side of the snow trail.

I have to say that he actually has a lot of talent. In the past few days, his Drviespin has gone from falling down before he could even turn 270° on the intermediate track to now being able to turn 540° on the slower section of the advanced track, and he can succeed two out of three times.

No wonder Wantongtang was willing to accept him. They probably saw him as a promising player and wanted to bring him into the club first.

Wei Zhi walked slowly back up the mountain on a front edge, then stopped and looked back at the sliding track. It was crooked, with some sections of crushed snow and some sections with edges, which made him very worried.

He sat down on the spot and sighed.

Lu Xin happened to come down, took a look at her track, and glanced at her board: "The board is too wide, it takes a lot of effort to stand on edge... Did you rent your board from a ski shop?"

"Yes," she said, "Master gave it to me."

"He doesn't know the size of your feet?" Lu Xin was a little surprised. "Look, the edge of your bindings is far off. This board is too wide."

Snowboards come in different lengths and widths.

Theoretically, the wider and longer the board is, the better its stability will be.

But the edge of the binding, whether it is too far beyond the edge of the board or too far below the edge of the board, will more or less affect the edge sliding -

The binding extends beyond the edge of the board, which will limit the maximum angle of the edge.

If the binding is too narrow than the edge of the board, the binding will not give back the control force of the snowboard so quickly, and it will be more difficult to stand on edge than normal...

Wei Zhi shrugged, probably because Shan Chong saw her rolling around and falling every day and was exhausted, so he gave priority to choosing a stable board for her when choosing a board.

And she was too lazy to ask him if he wanted to change the board now that he was learning to skate on edge. She could guess with her toes that the man would be silent for a while and then ask her in a matter-of-fact tone, "It's just basic skating. If you skate well, master the movements and techniques, and become proficient in skating, what board can't you skate on?"

Lu Xin sat down next to her: "You should ask your master if it's time to get a new snowboard...buy or rent one - where is your master?"

Buying a snowboard?

It seems to work.

It’s inconvenient and unsightly to rent one.

"Teaching a lesson." Wei Zhi was thinking about buying a snowboard, and said absentmindedly, "Someone found him temporarily this morning. It seems that he is going to Altay to participate in the big air jump competition in a few days. He came here to ask for help temporarily--"

"Who are you hugging?" Lu Xin asked subconsciously.

Wei Zhi's thoughts suddenly stopped, and he looked up and looked at him blankly.

It took me a few seconds to digest the meaning of his question.

"If you don't know my master, just search 'Shan Chong' on Baidu later," Wei Zhi put away his blank expression, turned his head away indifferently and said, "Don't you know that he used to be a member of the national team? Those people are looking for him at a sky-high price of 6,000 yuan an hour, not because they are rich. You people in Wantong Hall are like mice seeing a cat when you see him, and it's not because he looks scary."

The tone of his voice was different from his usual soft one, and suddenly became cold.

To be honest, Lu Xin's subconscious question had already made her unhappy.

Perhaps because her tone was a little stiff, the young man on the snowboard was stunned for a moment, looking at the girl's tense face, and explained: "That's not what I meant. Of course I have watched your master's video, and he is really amazing - but you said that the people who came to him were looking for him to help practice the big platform?"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know if you've noticed that there isn't a single video about a big jump on the homepage of his short video platform." Lu Xin hesitated, "I just thought about it casually, and the meaning is... can he still jump on the platform now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little girl next to him put her hands on the ground and stood up.

"able."

Glancing at him, she said coldly, "He just finished FS1980° in front of me two days ago. The video you all saw was shot by me."

She threw down these words, and directly brushed off the snow, changed her blade, and moved several meters away from him - the aura of "I don't want to bother with you" emanated from her whole body.

She slid down, reached the door of the ski equipment hall, bent down to take off her board, and walked away holding the board.

Lu Xin, who was chasing her down, quickly took off his board and straightened up. He only had time to see the girl's hurried back...

He took two steps in her direction, chased her into the ski equipment hall, and saw her enter the restaurant from a distance. She ran to a corner of the restaurant and pulled out a chair at one of the tables.

There were originally two people sitting at the table.

The little girl sat down next to one of them, put down the board, and talked to him with her head tilted up.

I don't know what he said, but the man put down his cutlery, grabbed the holder of her board and pulled it to his side, looked at it for a few seconds, then looked up and said something to her, then put the board back.

Perhaps the discussion about the board ended as Weizhi expected, so she rolled her eyes and reached out to pick up the menu.

At this point, Lu Xin withdrew his gaze and gave up the idea of ​​going over to invite her to have lunch together.

…

Wei Zhi hid from Lu Xin, and successfully caught Shan Chong and Bei Ci in the restaurant, and decisively went over to squeeze in with them.

At this moment, the little girl lowered her head and stuffed rice into her mouth while watching the basic blade-walking teaching video that Shan Chong had sent her earlier.

The man had almost finished eating, so he leaned back in his chair, watching his apprentice work hard while eating, and asked, "Didn't you skate with your friend this morning? Where is he?"

When Lu Xin was mentioned, Wei Zhi wanted to frown—and she really did so. She paused while swiping her phone and said listlessly, "Don't mention him. We're eating."

The man heard this and curled his lips: "Why, are you losing your appetite?"

Wei Zhi raised his head, took a serious look at his master's handsome face, and nodded carefully: "You still serve the meal."

Shan Chong: “…”

I don't even know if she was cursing or not.

Sitting across from the two, Backstab listened to the master and his new favorite disciple chatting, while idly swiping at his phone and sighing, "Christmas is coming soon."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhi stopped eating, switched off the video and checked the desktop calendar. It was indeed December 20th... She counted on her fingers and realized that she had been in Xinjiang for many days and didn't want to go back at all.

"How are you spending Christmas?" she asked casually.

"Single dog, barking through." Backstab said casually, turning to look at the unresponsive man next to him, "Just a friendly reminder, the Christmas block was something Nitro reminded me of ten seconds ago."

Hearing the name of the sponsor dad, the man who had been silent as a corpse finally raised his eyelids.

Seeing his devilish look, Backstab was worried: "Although the video of Junior Sister blocking the front edge has received more than 200,000 likes, I still have to say that you can't just give her a black shadow that lasts no more than one second and you can't tell whether it's a human or a ghost as a reward for bringing in goods, right?"

Shan Chong turned on his phone and started replaying the video.

Wei Zhi covered his ears and tried to crawl under the table in embarrassment: "Ahhh! I want you to turn off the sound!"

The man lazily turned off the sound and watched the video carefully: "Isn't this video interesting?"

Backstab deadpanned, "Interesting! I mean, that blurred plate with only a black outline left is a new Burton custom model."

Shan Chong corrected: "That's not possible, the new custom model is yellow."

Backstab: “…”

The eldest brother couldn't stand it any longer and kicked the younger sister under the table: "Tell me about him! What's wrong with him? Did he learn this from you? He didn't have much ambition before, but at least he worked hard to make money - now he is poor, has no ambition, and doesn't even work hard to make money!"

Weizhi stuffed the straw into the yogurt bottle with a "pop", puffed up his cheeks, and drank the yogurt while mumbling, "You're talking nonsense, I'm very motivated and have already started practicing the swiping technique."

Backstab stared at her, speechless at the fact that he had a junior sister who proudly announced that she was preparing to learn the sword technique.

Shan Chong chuckled, picked up his phone, and sent the three words "Post tonight" to the sponsor. Then he looked up from above his phone to the person sitting opposite him and said, "Come over this afternoon?"

It means letting him help record the video.

He didn't react much to this backstab, just let out a "hmm". After all, he had been used to being Shan Chong's personal photographer for so many years. Eight out of ten videos on the man's short video homepage were shot by him...

There are all kinds of angles.

It’s ok to have props on the ground like poles, but sometimes there’s a flying platform, and the photographer has to fly down with it to get the best angle…

Ordinary people really can't do this.

The fate of ordinary people who force themselves is usually the same as Wei Zhi's. For example, the remaining 20% ​​of Shan Chong's videos were shot by various people. If the complete video is released, it usually ends with Shan Chong landing steadily and the photographer himself falling flat on his face.

"What are we going to shoot this afternoon? An all-terrain walk?" Backstab asked, "Pole, barrel, box?"

"Hmm?" Shan Chong said, "The brand said before that they wanted to jump off the stage."

"Okay, awesome! Nowadays, only brand owners still remember what your original business is... Then take one of the small and medium platforms?" Backstab continued to ask, "Do you want a U-shaped slot?"

Shan Chong stopped talking. He propped his chin with one hand and unconsciously pulled the short video platform to refresh the list. At the same time, he absentmindedly considered how to shoot the serious video in the afternoon. Should he go up to a small platform or a medium platform at the same time?

At this moment, my hand slid and a post was refreshed that was posted more than an hour ago. The person who posted the post was Dai Duo. The big title outside the dynamic video read: For the waste to see.

The man hesitated for a second, not even bothering to guess who the message was being directed at, and clicked on it and took a look.

The background of the video is obviously the ski training platform in Altay. It is an eight-meter high platform with only a small person standing on it. A young man in a white snow suit starts from the starting point with a straight board and jumps off.

The camera zoomed in, and he was seen grabbing the center of the bindings on the toe edge with his front hand, curling up, and the snowboard began to spin in the air, a full six times.

The camera zooms out and shows a young man in a white snow suit landing steadily on his snowboard after completing six laps. After sliding for a distance, he stops.

The person recording the video cheered and shouted, "Dai Shen is awesome!"

The video ends here, and the caption appears at the bottom: FSquadcork2160° :)

The video has been posted for more than an hour and has received more than 30,000 likes. There are nearly 1,000 comments below. When I clicked on them, they were all -

The first person in our country to snowboard big jump (thumbs up)!

Who is better, you or Shan Chong?

Why are we different when we are both skiing?

Dai Shen is really awesome, yyds!!!

Who is Dai Shen scolding? Hahahaha!

It's OK. This 2160° is very stable. Go for it. I'll see what you can do next year, Dai Shen!

Duozai is in Altay preparing for the qualifiers. Hahahaha, I'm in Altay too! I want to watch you compete!

Ah, this is indeed Altay. Are you planning to participate in the World Cup in a few days? We need to get a ranking!

Come on 2022!

Come back with a sign next year! Snowboard jump platform, we are counting on you!

Comments like these, those expressing blessings, expectations, and praising him for his greatness...are actually quite the same.

Shan Chong flipped through the book for quite a while.

Finally, he smiled to himself, with no emotion in his dark eyes. He put down his phone, looked up and said to Backstab calmly, "It's better to jump onto the platform this afternoon."

While he was talking, he didn't notice that the little girl sitting next to him had been looking at him the whole time. Now her eyes flickered, and she was a little curious about what he saw that could make him smile in such a strange and ambiguous way.

So, the dog was so bold that before the man who was talking to Backstab could react, he stretched out his claws and quickly turned his phone, which was originally face down, over.

The video on the phone screen was looping and showed a young man in a white snow suit jumping off a large platform with a 2160° outward turn of the snowboard, like the propeller of a helicopter...

It messes up a pool of rainbow farts.

As Wei Zhi reached out to open the comment area, the man reacted, pushed the girl's head away, picked up his phone, and said, "What are you looking at?"

Having said that, he directly exited the short video platform.

Wei Zhi rolled her eyes and muttered, "Who doesn't have a cell phone?" She picked up her own phone and found Jiang Nanfeng. She found a user named Dai.DD at the top of her follow list. He was an obvious person at first glance.

She clicked in and selected the latest updated short video. To be honest, what she wanted to see at first was what the comments said that made Shan Chong take it so seriously. But unexpectedly, before she had time to click on the comment area, she saw the text outside his video.

【Show it to the waste.】

Weizhi: “…”

It is no exaggeration to say that for a moment, the blood in Weizhi's body directly flowed back, rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. The blood rushed so much that she had to reach out and hold on to the table to avoid fainting from anger.

She didn't even need to ask who "waste" was referring to. After all, three days ago, Dai Duo used this word so fluently to Shan Chong!

Pointing at her phone, the little girl's eyes flickered slightly. After a while, she bit her back teeth to find her voice. She asked the man beside her in disbelief, "Did you see the title?"

Shan Chong lowered his eyes: "Yeah."

"?"

Um?

Um what?

Wei Zhijian felt that this was a performance of the confusing human behavior: "Is there something wrong with your ability to understand or did I misunderstand something? That day you didn't say anything and were scolded by a strange person, some former coach or former teammate. Today, you looked at his captions and you——"

She really couldn't finish this sentence.

She had been looking at him since a while ago.

So at this moment, she clearly realized that the man had spent a long time browsing the comments section that were praising Dai Duo, even though he knew that Dai Duo was scolding him.

I don’t know what he is thinking.

She likes him anyway.

So when she thought of this kind of scene, she just couldn't stand it. The person she liked was shining, he should be high above, accepting everyone's worship and praise——

No one is allowed to slander or despise.

It would be fine if Dai Duo was not clear-headed, but even Lu Xin, who had only been skating for a short time, could ask a question out of nowhere, "Is your master not going on the diving platform because of some shadow or something?"

Who gave them the courage?

What kind of injustice is this?

Weizhi's eyes felt sore, he rubbed them hard with his hands, and they turned red and hot, and his throat felt blocked, as if he would suffocate at any time.

She herself was quite surprised, it turns out that liking someone can turn out like this——

When the other person is hurt, the pain will be transmitted to her with double the force.

At this moment, whether he needed it or not, she seemed to be able to draw her sword for him and face the whole world.

"It's just a 2160° outward rotation. What's so amazing about Dai Duo? Can't you do 1980°? You missed the platform that day! If you were on a higher platform, you would have to do two more rotations—"

Shan Chong: “It’s so noisy.”

Wei Zhi didn't listen at all. She had to squint her eyes slightly because of the sadness in her eyes. She tried to open her eyes wide and stare at the chatterbox in the video on her phone wearing a white snow suit: "What is he so proud of!"

Shan Chong raised his eyelids and asked, "Which eye of yours saw him so proud?"

Wei Zhi was stunned for a moment, then turned around and glared at the man. Tears blurred her vision, making the glare less lethal: "Is there something wrong with my ears? Are you arguing with me because of Dai Duo? Isn't he scolding you?!"

She has a heavily nasal voice.

However, the latter was too lazy to pay attention to her. He locked his phone and put it in his pocket. Just as he was about to stand up, someone next to him grabbed his sleeve. He lowered his head, looked at her and raised his eyebrows.

I mean, what's wrong?

Weizhi endured it again and again.

She really tried desperately to control her emotions, but at this moment, under the man's calm inquiring gaze, she felt that if she remained silent, she would definitely die here today.

So, after a few seconds of silence, she sniffed loudly and finally asked the question that had puzzled her for three days: "So why don't you want to go on the big stage again?"

The problem has been solved.

Shan Chong didn't say anything. Even the expression on his face, which was originally relaxed as if he was watching the show, froze. He sat up a little.

She kicked the toilet branch under the dining table, retracted her foot back out of his reach, and looked at the man stubbornly through her tearful eyes.

The fingertips that were pinching his sleeves were turning blue from excessive force.

After a short confrontation, the man's expression remained unchanged. He just used a little force to pull his sleeve away from her hand and said calmly, "It's not a matter of willingness or unwillingness. Do you want to see me on the big stage?"

She hesitated: "Not that I completely want to..."

The bean-sized tears fell down uncontrollably.

"Then go ahead." The man said in a casual tone, "It's not a big deal, is it worth your tears? Are you a crybaby?"