What does it feel like to be hit on the head by a bull?
Wei Zhi blinked, his mind went blank - he wanted to get on Doraemon's time machine, go back three minutes, cover his mouth, and then applaud and agree with Lu Xin: Yes, yes, yes, no matter what you said or what you said, you are right.
She didn't even want to ask why Shan Chong came...
This road is the only way from the hotel to the ski resort. What's wrong with him having breakfast before going to the ski resort in the morning?
Is it illegal?
Wei Zhi was already so humiliated that he decided to play dumb and ignore the man standing behind him, pretending he didn't exist. He calmly said "Good morning" and turned his head away.
She said to Lu Xin, "Have you noticed that we've been arguing a lot lately?"
Lu Xin discovered.
He also wanted to remind Wei Zhi that the main (only) reason and origin of their quarrel was Shan Chong——
But he didn't dare, mainly because the culprit was standing there and didn't show any intention of moving away.
So he could only move his lips weakly, nodded under the man's smiling gaze, and took the initiative to admit his mistakes: "It's not your fault. In most cases, it's my arbitrary judgment..."
Or perhaps the gossip that Wantongtang instilled in him was too one-sided.
There is no way.
Normally he gets the news from the club, and the news released by the club is all summarized by them. It is not the South City Morning Post, so it is normal for it to be subjective.
Weizhi also knew that he couldn't be blamed.
But I have to admit that at this juncture, it suddenly made sense that Shan Chong and the others had frowned when they heard that her new friend was from Wantong Hall...
Don't generalize.
That is, we don't use one mouth to speak, and we don't use one ear to hear.
Wei Zhi looked at the steamed buns in front of her that she had just shared with her friend. They were cold, the crust was hard, and the filling inside might have become clumped together...
It was delicious before, of course.
But now, it is tasteless and a pity to throw it away.
"It's tiring to keep arguing like this," Wei Zhi said, "Why don't we just stop playing together in the future."
In the busy breakfast shop, the little girl wanted to break up with someone in the calmest tone.
Not to mention Lu Xin, even Shan Chong was a little shocked by her decisive thinking. The man raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl's profile from behind——
The face is still the same face, but it seems difficult to connect the indifferent girl in front of him with his little disciple who always cries and wants a hug.
That's fucking true...
That's interesting.
He simply pulled out his chair and sat down, ordered a bowl of milk and a cake, and added three tablespoons of sugar to the milk under the watchful eyes of the two people at the table.
"Don't look at me, you guys continue," he said calmly to the two people who were "talking about breaking up," "I'm just passing by to have breakfast, let me set up a table."
Weizhi looked around and saw that the store was indeed full as it was the breakfast rush hour.
She hesitated for a moment and didn't have the courage to tell him that he might as well go to another restaurant. Everyone has soy milk, milk tea, fried dough sticks and steamed buns. Why did he have to join in the fun here?
As she was hesitating, Lu Xin called her again and talked to her.
"Xiaozhi," Lu Xin said, "I don't think it's necessary. Our quarrel was all about the little thing called the snow circle. At worst, we won't talk about it anymore."
Wei Zhi looked at him and said, "Can you bear it?"
Without waiting for his answer, she said expressionlessly, "Tomorrow, when some video host says that Shan Chong likes to go skiing without underwear, can you resist asking me if it's true?"
The man sitting next to him didn't even raise an eyebrow as he split the newly served hot pancake in half without changing his expression at all, playing the role of "a passerby eating at the table" to perfection.
Lu Xin: "Actually, I'm not very interested in Shan Chong either."
Wei Zhi: "Is there anyone who is not interested in him? I'm afraid the Sogou input method in your phones has gone into PTSD over these two words yesterday?"
Shan Chong: "A suggestion, you don't know other people and can't cite a second person as an example? Do you have to take advantage of one person?"
Weizhi: "Aren't you a passerby?"
Shan Chong: "Hearing my full name being called out early in the morning, even if it's just a passerby, will affect my appetite."
After he finished speaking, the two people at the table fell silent.
Wei Zhi took a sip of her bowl of milk. The breakfast cooled down quickly that day, and soon a lump of milk skin formed in her bowl. She lifted it up with chopsticks, poked it into the milk and crushed it.
"I'm really not good at arguing with others. I get annoyed when I do." The little girl stared at the swirling milk and said without looking up, "But I can't stand hearing people say bad things about Shan Chong."
She put down her chopsticks and emphasized seriously.
"Not a word."
Her voice was like the sound of nails chopping iron, with a thud when it hits the ground.
A minute later, Lu Xin walked away in a daze.
Shan Chong drank the bowl of sickly sweet milk in one gulp, put the bowl down, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked the little girl beside him without even looking up: "What delicious food did you eat today that makes your mouth so sweet?"
Wei Zhi thought to himself, there is a Chinese idiom called "a broken jar is broken", do you understand?
You don't understand.
She blinked. "I'm telling the truth."
After a pause, he slowly added: "Every time Lu Xin and I quarrel, it's because of you."
There was a lot of noise around them, but her voice was clear. She let herself go but still had a hint of rationality. She told him that if he hadn't suddenly interrupted her, she would have slammed the table and scolded Lu Xin and all the hollow people he represented.
The man listened to her talking with his eyes downcast. His long, thick eyelashes blocked out the light in his eyes.
After a long time, he raised his eyes slightly.
He turned his head, glanced at her lightly, and said in a steady voice, "Well, you make me sound like a male vixen."
Wei Zhi asked sincerely, "Did you forget to put such a dirty organ into your chest when you left the factory?"
Shan Chong snorted and laughed: "Who are you scolding for being heartless?"
She stared back at him blankly.
It's really not Shan Chong's fault. In the past, everyone in the professional team was fair, like Dai Duo's generation. Everyone was more mean than the other, as if they couldn't survive in that environment if they didn't have a bad mouth.
After he retired, he started taking classes. He was good-looking and his skills were at the top level. Many girls with bad intentions asked him to take classes, but most of them were like Huhu. They were persuaded to leave by his cold face and iron rule before they could show their talents.
The number of people who dare to openly say something to provoke him can be counted on one hand.
There is one in front of me.
He had no idea whether his little disciple, who usually acted like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw him, was as timid as a mouse or extremely brave.
But I have to say, he benefited a lot from it.
"Then what I said before still counts," Shan Chong said, "Do you still want to see the props I put on? I've boasted so much, shouldn't I make it come true for my beloved disciple?"
“…”
The topic has indeed returned to this original point.
Weizhi thinks this person is simply the king of KY.
If you don't know what to say, you can just bow your head and blush - what are you talking about? What kind of boasting should be fulfilled! What the hell is Densi! Ahhh!
She gritted her teeth and said, "When your beloved disciple is drawing his sword to face the whole world for you, if you don't help, please be serious, okay?"
Shan Chong: "I am very serious. What's wrong with letting you choose a prop? The sponsors of yesterday's video saw it. Now Burton is also preparing to bring the new custom model to me. We really need to record a video."
Weizhi: “Oh.”
Shan Chong: “Choose.”
Weizhi's mind moved: "U-shaped pool?"
Shan Chong: “…”
Wei Zhi: "Why are you looking at me? You can't do it?"
Not really.
You can play it.
But compared to those professional ones (backstab), this thing is really not as good as it seems.
Shan Chong: "Change it."
Wei Zhi: "You let me choose, and then you asked me to change it? Why did you let me choose?"
The little girl was very resentful.
The man gritted his teeth and raised the corner of his lip. He realized that the fire in Lu Xin seemed to burn him, so he lowered his voice a little: "Did you eat gunpowder this morning?"
Just as Weizhi was about to speak, she suddenly felt a soreness in her lower abdomen, as if answering for her. Then, she felt as if she was pushed into a sticky warm liquid and her whole body was surrounded by a special feeling of stickiness.
She suddenly realized what was going on.
So, under the man's puzzled gaze, she stood up and said, "I'm leaving."
Shan Chong thought she was holding the U-shaped trough, raised his eyebrows, and was about to say something, but the girl had already quickly paid the bill and rushed out of the breakfast shop like a gust of wind.
The man was left alone, feeling a little lost. He never imagined that one day he would be rejected by others just because he was not very good at U-shaped pool.
…
That day, when Backstab and Laoyan arrived at the ski resort and saw the man sitting on the cliff above the left edge of the U-shaped pool, they both fell silent because they were filled with confusion.
The U-shaped pool, like the large, medium and small diving platforms, is a venue-type prop. As the name suggests, it is a bowl-shaped pool venue in the shape of the letter U, about 180 meters long, about 20 meters wide, and about 6.7 meters deep.
In a regular competition, the athletes enter the pool, complete five to six technical moves on the U-shaped side walls of the approximately 180-meter pool, and then exit the pool.
During the process, any landing error, stall or other errors will be treated as a failure to land on the big jump platform and will be considered invalid for this round.
Compared to the diving platform, the U-shaped pool appears more in traditional board events. For example, some skate parks also have U-shaped pools...
But at least in the small circle of the snowboard park, the number of people who seriously study this is basically even smaller than those who do big jumps.
The strange thing is that in the snowboard halfpipe event, our country has real masters - the men's team has the world's first athlete to complete the doublecork 1080° (*doublecork 1080° was once a move that Sean White tried and failed. Sean White is an American snowboarder, a three-time Olympic halfpipe champion, and is known as the best snowboarder in the world), and the women's team even has an athlete who won the silver medal at the 2018 Pyeongchang Winter Olympics...
Backstab's main training project in the professional team is also the U-shaped pool. For him, he thinks the biggest difficulty of this project is that after playing with other terrain props too much, it is very easy to fly out of the pool wall in the U-shaped pool and fall directly onto the pool cliff because of miscontrol of the landing point, resulting in the action of this round being judged invalid.
Shan Chong obviously also has this kind of trouble.
I saw him descend from the left cliff, and after steadily passing the left wall and the bottom of the trough on a straight board, he climbed up the right wall and did a FSWall (frontsidewall, a basic U-shaped pool movement, turning outside, back-flipping down the mountain, sliding on the front edge), slowed down the cliff, soared about one meter in the air, grabbed the board, and spun.
He did a simple FScork 540° (frontsidecork, terrain basic movement, external axis rotation), and his movements were still very realistic... until he flew over his head and landed directly on the right cliff of the pool.
There was a "snap" sound as the snowboard hit the snow track. The man on the cliff stood firmly, with his back to Backstab and Laoyan who were standing at the bottom of the trough, and he froze.
……………………There was a sense of confusion coming from the back.
Backstab: “…”
Lao Yan: “…”
Lao Yan thought, oh no, there are terrains you don’t know how to navigate.
Backstab cleared his throat and called out to the man, "Brother Chong."
The man standing on the high ground turned around when he heard the voice, glanced at the disciples standing at his feet, was silent for a moment, came down from the cliff, stopped steadily in front of him, and jumped twice: "Teach me."
The man's voice was steady, and his pupils trembled for three seconds.
After looking at Lao Yan for a few seconds, he said hesitantly, "The wall of the U-shaped pool is about half a meter or one meter below the highest point, and it is probably close to 90 degrees. If that place is severely worn out due to long-term use and the angle is not enough, it will be easy to fly out... This is a problem with the terrain. I think this piece of land has a strong sense of disrepair-"
He first blamed the terrain.
Then he said, "The force when you leave the pool wall is sometimes vertically upward or toward the pool, depending on the specific action. For example, when you did the FScork 540° just now, the force of the whole person should be upward, not diagonally upward, and should be kept vertical... So why are you suddenly struggling with the halfpipe at your age? Are you planning to change your career if you can't do the big jump?"
Shan Chong: “No.”
Backstab: "Oh, I'm so scared. The U-shaped pool is already crowded with people. Please don't crowd it. Are you going to give way to others——"
Shan Chong: "Your junior sister wants to see it."
Backstab: “…”
Lao Yan: “…”
The two disciples looked at him expressionlessly.
Shan Chong felt a little hurt when he said this: "Well, I'm really not very good at halfpipe swimming, so I hesitated and asked her to change the option. Guess what? She gave me the cold shoulder and walked away."
The two disciples continued to look at him expressionlessly.
"She has a bad temper to begin with, but I'm not going to get angry enough. I'm just a little concerned about the technical gaps and flaws she discovered," Shan Chong bent down and took off his snowboard. "It just so happens that Burton will deliver this year's new custom models in a few days, so I have to record a video for them..."
Shan Chong concluded: “So, we recorded it in the U-shaped pool.”
Backstab: "Do you think we're asking this by looking at you like this?"
The man picked up the snowboard, hung it on his elbows, and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"
"What's going on between you and my junior sister?"
As the man walked towards the starting point of the U-shaped pool, Backstab chased after him, "Ah? Ah? Huh? Don't tell me it's nothing. I, Lao Yan, Hua Yan, and Yan Yan all came here before her. We have bad tempers too. Why don't you let us order some dishes once in a while—"
The person walking in front stopped and stuck close to him with his backstab.
"This morning at breakfast, she had another argument with that guy from Wantong Hall, what's his name?, because of me, and it seemed like she wanted to break off the friendship," the man said calmly, "I am very pleased and will grant amnesty to the whole country."
"What are you happy about?"
Shan Chong thought about it, and then he remembered what she said -
[I’m really not good at arguing with others. I get annoyed when I do.]
…
[But I can’t stand people saying bad things about Shan Chong]
【I can't hear a word.】
The man narrowed his eyes slightly... while protecting his face, the corners of his lips curled up slightly without leaving any trace, and then quickly flattened.
Shan Chong: "Although your junior sister has a bad temper, she is sweet-mouthed."
Backstab: “…”
Shan Chong: "Not like you guys."
Backstab: “…”
Giao!
Are you still willing to give up?
Do I really need to say sorry to you? After all, you really look like all the hundreds of disciples in your group are ruining your youth and wasting your life? !
Backstab: "I don't care!"
The man threw the board at the starting point of the halfpipe and glanced at him, meaning "You don't care about anything, no matter if you are crazy or not."
"When I told you about the plan to eat the junior sister's money, you scoffed at it and emphasized that in order to maintain harmony within the sect, you can't engage in internal romance because it will be very difficult for you to deal with problems," Backstab kept talking, not forgetting to step on Shan Chong's board with his feet, as if you don't explain clearly today, you can't leave. "This problem is very serious. I was convinced at the time. Don't tell me right away that there may be double standards in this matter."
Shan Chong looked at him for a while.
He wanted to deny it, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that he had too much free time - why did he explain this to Backstab so seriously?
“That’s different,” he said, “I’m the group leader.”
"so what?"
"Even if we fall in love and break up, I can kick her out of the group." He said slowly, "Isn't that enough?"
“…”
"Are you satisfied with this answer?" He lowered his eyes, "Take your feet away."
“…”
Backstab took out his phone.
I recorded a video of a man standing by the halfpipe and sliding down the halfpipe, with the caption: Ha! Man!
Click to send to Moments.
Laoyan was the first to give a thumbs up.
…
On the other hand, when Weizhi returned to the hotel, she was overwhelmed by overwhelming pain, as if ten thousand elephants were dancing the bunny dance happily across her lower abdomen.
When Jiang Nanfeng was talking to Lao Yan on the phone, she had just come out of the bathroom and was trying to tuck herself into the quilt and wrap herself up, her mind full of “leftleftrightrightgoturnaroundgogogo”.
I couldn't hear Jiang Nanfeng saying beside me: "What U-shaped pool... Wei Zhi said that? Ah? Does she know what a U-shaped pool looks like? Did Chongshen take it seriously?"
"Jiang Nanfeng, have you seen my hand warmer?"
Weizhi stretched one hand out from under the quilt and fumbled around the bed, searching for her hand warmer. "Where did I throw it after I used it yesterday?"
Jiang Nanfeng was on the phone and ignored her: "So you are all dancing with him now? Is it dangerous? ...Oh, there is no park that is not dangerous, right?"
Wei Zhi reached out his hand from the next bed to Jiang Nanfeng and touched her belly.
Jiang Nanfeng was startled and got goosebumps all over his body: "What are you doing?"
Weizhi: "My stomach hurts."
Weizhi: "Hand warmer."
Jiang Nanfeng was silent for three seconds, then understood. He stood up and found the hand warmer from the pile of messy clothes and miscellaneous items for her, charged it, and then returned to the bed.
Lao Yan was talking on the phone about not being able to attend class today. Jiang Nanfeng didn't care. It would be fine for her to go skiing after getting familiar with the ski resort... So she leaned over and lifted a corner of the quilt on the bed next to her: "I'm going skiing. Is it enough for you to go alone?"
The little girl, who was hunched up in the quilt, hummed, "If you stay, will you sing me a lullaby that will make me feel less painful?"
"will not."
"Then go ahead. I'm fine." She said sullenly, "Put down the quilt. I'm so cold."
Jiang Nanfeng threw away the blanket and stood up to find some painkillers for her. He was trying to rummage through the medicine box when he heard Lao Yan fall silent for a moment and then asked, "Why does Weizhi look like she's about to die?"
"Period," Jiang Nanfeng said in a ruthless voice, and found the painkillers. "So the series you just mentioned, such as declaring that she would break off relations with Lu Xin and then openly disdaining Chongshen, were all caused by the magical menstrual period... Yes, that's right, where does she get such courage normally?"
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Jiang Nanfeng said, "Then she turned around and left not because she looked down on Chongshen for not being able to jump in the halfpipe, but because she had a stomachache and her period came suddenly. If she didn't leave, the mountains and rivers would be stained with blood... Chongshen's brain circuit is quite strange. She can think of it with her toes. Why would a player who just learned to change blades look down on others for not being able to jump in the halfpipe?"
Wei Zhi poked his head out from under the quilt: "Do I have to learn how to refrigerate myself if I don't think the refrigerator is good enough to keep food fresh?"
"Shut up," Jiang Nanfeng pressed her head and stuffed her back into the quilt, then asked, "Should I bring you something to eat at noon?"
"Beef version of pot-baked meat," Wei Zhi said, "I want to eat sweet and sour, sour and sweet, wuwuwu."
"Did you do anything to deserve this? You even specified the menu. If you didn't know, you would think you were pregnant."
"Didn't you ask me what I wanted to eat, and you rejected it after I told you... Why are you the same as that guy!" Weizhi grabbed the edge of the quilt with her white and tender claws. She felt wronged and kicked the quilt hard twice. "He asked me to choose the props to dance for me. What's wrong with choosing the U-shaped pool? Now you come to complain to you again! I want to choose the U-shaped pool, just like I want to eat pot-stuffed pork!"
Seeing that she was quite excited and was roaring loudly with her stomachache, Jiang Nanfeng made a "de de de" gesture to signal her to shut up. Although she didn't know how to make a U-shaped pool, she could still afford the pot-wrapped pork.
The two were arguing.
Someone rang the doorbell.
Jiang Nanfeng was still on the phone with Lao Yan, chatting for a while. When he walked over and opened the door, he found that it was Lu Xin standing outside...
The energetic young man was holding two pieces of cake and two cups of hot coffee in his hands.
The first thing he said was that he was worried that Weizhi didn't have enough to eat in the morning, so he brought her some food.
Jiang Nanfeng was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and called Wei Zhi, who answered reluctantly from the bed. She urged her, "Hurry up, find yours."
Lao Yan on the other end of the phone also heard a male voice and asked who Jiang Nanfeng was.
She told him that she came from Luxin, but she didn’t know why she came…
While the live broadcast was going on, I saw the little girl climb out of the bed with a gloomy face, one hand on her belly, her hair a little messy, and she walked to the door in slippers.
"What's up?"
She asked the person standing outside the door. Although she sounded a little impatient due to her stomachache, her tone was still relatively friendly at this time.
"I felt like I hadn't finished talking this morning."
Lu Xin stood outside the door holding the gift. His fair face had a little color on it. He glanced at the girl hastily and said, "I just want to talk to you again."
As he spoke, he handed the things to her.
Wei Zhi hesitated for a moment, then took it. She moved her nose habitually and sniffed the cake box, then put the box aside. She stood at the door and said sweetly, "Lu Xin, if you have something to say, can't you tell me tomorrow? I'm a little uncomfortable right now..."
"Xiaozhi, I feel like I always seem angry and upset every time I discuss worshipping gods with you. Maybe it's because I actually like you."
“…”
As Wei Zhi's voice suddenly stopped and his expression became increasingly confused, the young man went straight to the point without wasting any time.
"Why do you think we always meet on the magic carpet without any prior arrangement? Because I will wait for you in the second half after I slide down... Don't disbelieve me, the last time I tried to avoid you, did you basically not see me?"
“…”
"I've figured it out. I really like you. You may think it's a bit abrupt to say this and that my feelings come too quickly, but I really think so. I think if I don't make it clear to you, we will continue to misunderstand each other—"
Wei Zhi was a bit shocked and at a loss for words at the sudden confession, thinking, last time I looked all over the world for you but couldn't run into you and I was left alone and sad, this doesn't seem to be a plus point at all, so what do you want by bringing it up with such pride?
And this feeling didn't come quickly. At least I didn't feel it.
She stood, silent, without speaking—
It's not because of acquiescence, but because I don't know what to say.
The air just froze.
Anyway, Weizhi never thought that someone would actually confess to her. It seems that except for the time when she received a note in junior high school that she thought was scolding her and tore it up and threw it away without even reading it, there has never been any similar incidents, even if it was borderline...
Now suddenly a straight ball came, leaving her stunned.
She was a little curious: "What do you like about me?"
After she asked, she noticed that Lu Xin blushed, and she felt a little regretful. Just as she was about to add, "I'm just curious and don't mean anything else," she heard him say, "She's pretty, speaks nicely, has a good personality, and doesn't cry even if she falls."
This was the second time he had praised her beauty.
Weizhi: “Oh.”
Wei Zhi: “Actually, I really like crying.”
Lu Xin: “Ah?”
Wei Zhi: "It depends on who you are in front of."
Lu Xin: “What do you mean?”
"I don't really like to cry in front of you because I'm not emotionally ready. In other words," the little girl thought for a moment and said seriously, "thank you for the cake, but I only consider you a friend."
There was even a moment this morning when I didn't want to be friends with you...
She swallowed the words back.
In the room behind the two of them, Jiang Nanfeng, who was holding his phone, had seen enough of the excitement and calmly said to Lao Yan on the other end of the phone, "Now you know why he came here, to confess his love... Didn't you just say that Jiji gave him a cold shoulder this morning and threatened to end the friendship? What's wrong with him?"
Outside the door, Lu Xin nodded: "It's okay, I guessed it, but I just want to tell you that I like you."
Inside the door, Jiang Nanfeng added: "Can you believe that there are still little boys these days who can't be chased away... I have to say, this Lu Xin is quite cute."
…
Finally, Lu Xin realized that the little girl standing against the door frame had a pale face and seemed to be on her last breath. Only then did he mercifully let her go and stammered, "Let's talk about it next time."
...I've been wanting to tell you this for a long time.
Unfortunately, Wei Zhi didn't even have the energy to complain about him. She waved her hand and politely sent away this great man who suddenly stood up and confessed his love to her. She didn't even feel shocked anymore. All she wanted to do was go back to bed and sleep.
After closing the door, she climbed back to the bed using her hands and feet.
Maybe it was because she stayed in Xinjiang for a long time and the weather was cold here, so she caught a cold or something, but her menstrual pain was particularly abnormal this time. After all the ordeal, the elephant in her belly did not go away, but changed from dancing the bunny dance to dancing the samba.
The elephant's trunk slapped her lower abdomen again and again.
After Jiang Nanfeng helped her take the painkillers, she lay down wrapped in the quilt, shivering for ten minutes. When the medicine finally took effect, she was already half asleep...
Then she heard Jiang Nanfeng say in her ear that she was leaving for the ski resort.
After nodding vaguely, she said something like "Eat hot pot pork", then threw the quilt over her head and fell into a deep sleep.
Sleep till the sun goes down and the sky turns dark.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she was woken up by a knock on the door. She threw back the quilt, and the fresh air that suddenly penetrated her nose made her cough twice.
Only then did I realize that if the person standing outside the door had come five minutes later, he would have witnessed with his own eyes how a person suffocated himself to death under the quilt.
I threw off the quilt and slowly got up. The painkillers hadn't worn off yet, so my stomach didn't hurt anymore, but I just felt lazy and had no energy...
Wei Zhi blinked, replied "coming", and moved slowly to open the door.
The door opened a crack with a "click". Perhaps the window in the corridor outside was not closed tightly, and the cold air mixed with the scent of ice and snow blew towards her. She squinted slightly.
In her blurry vision, she saw the man outside wearing a black snow suit. Her sight moved from his black snow suit to his black snow pants, and then to the familiar light brown nitro ski boots...
I was stunned.
She held the door and moved her eyes upward again, meeting the emotionless black eyes of the man outside the door.
"Open the door," he said.
Weizhi reflexively opened the door a little, and the person outside came in.
When he passed by her, the man stuffed something into her hand. After entering the room, he looked around, pretending that he didn't see the mess in the room, and asked casually, "Does your stomach still hurt?"
"Ah," Weizhi's brain was still not clear at this moment, and he stared blankly at the person who suddenly appeared from the air, suddenly entered, and suddenly asked questions, "It doesn't hurt for now."
"Then hurry up and pack your things. Check out tomorrow." Shan Chong turned around and said to her, "If you want to see the U-shaped pool, go to Altay and dance for you."
Wei Zhi looked at him blankly.
The kraft paper covering the object in my hand also made a rustling sound.
Feeling the cool touch of her palm through the brown paper, she casually looked down -
I found a candied haws wrapped in brown paper on my palm.
……Ai?
Candied Haws.
The author has something to say: Master Chong: The Silk Road ski resort is left to you, and we are going to Altay.
(Pack your bags and leave overnight)
Improper update diary——
When it comes to the U-shaped pool, I really can't figure it out. There is too little information.
So the author finally added the park boss honestly
Me: Hello, I am an academic social science writer. Would you accept remote text teaching? I have money.
...You guys probably still think I'm some sports reporter who writes his own reports.
:)