It takes eight hours to drive from Urumqi to Altay.

Before setting off, Weizhi took a special look at Amap and Apple Maps. It would take about three hours to drive from Silk Road Ski Resort to Jiangjun Mountain Ski Resort, which is more than 200 kilometers, via the Lianhuo Expressway. If you drive slowly on snowy days, it would take at most four hours.

We set out at 10:30 the next morning and could still catch lunch there.

It would take even longer to continue down to the ski resort in the Altay region, and it would definitely be dark by that day.

In addition to those who wanted to stay in Silk Road Ski Resort to continue to experience Alvin Avenue, plus Wei Zhi and Jiang Nanfeng, there were about seven or eight people who moved this time. They acted low-key and no one said anything, just like they were going to be thieves.

When they arrived at the hotel near the Altay Ski Resort, Wei Zhi was still drowsy, with his head resting on Jiang Nanfeng's shoulder. When he was checking in, he was awakened by a noise not far away.

She turned her head and saw that it seemed like a team had come. From what she heard, they seemed to be staff from the International Ski Federation and several sports reporters from the media. They were discussing the competition in the next two days.

The core content is nothing more than about next year's Winter Olympics. Judging from the current rankings on the official website of the International Ski Federation, next year's Winter Olympics to be held in Beijing and Zhangjiakou in my country, not to mention other events, as far as snow events are concerned, the number of local athletes who can score enough points is very worrying, which gives people the illusion of clearing the snow in front of their own doorstep for others to enjoy.

Snowboarding is not so bad. In the history of freestyle, I have won several medals and even had the possibility of making gold...

Single board is difficult.

"I see that only the halfpipe is still crowded in the snowboard event. The parallel giant slalom is not that good. The big jump... depends on Dai Duo's performance this time, right?" said one of the staff members. "If he doesn't get a good score this time, he may still be able to advance."

"Dai Duo is good enough," said another staff member, "but I think he will be the only one fighting alone on the big platform project, the only one... I'm really angry that Shan Chong can't come."

"Ah, Shan Chong, I watched his video two days ago, BScork2160°, it's really amazing... I went home and looked it up, let's not talk about the competition, there are probably no more than ten people in the world who can do this move in training, and we originally accounted for two of them!"

"Is it true? Didn't you say he hasn't danced for a long time?"

"That being said, I guess I practiced secretly."

"Why would he practice secretly? If he likes it so much, why would he retire?"

"Hey, I heard that there's something wrong at home - well, anyway, he has his own reasons for not participating. Can you put a knife to his neck and force him to go? If you're anxious, won't Wang Xin be even more anxious and angry? I saw him when I went to check out the location just now. He has more white hair than before. I heard that no one dares to mention Shan Chong in front of him now, because he gets angry if they do."

"Wang Xin has a very bad temper."

The two of them chattered.

The sound gradually faded away as they were all taken away by the hotel to do nucleic acid testing.

After the group walked away, Wei Zhi turned around to look at the man beside him. He was wearing a mask and checked in, took out his ID card, registered, and checked his mobile phone itinerary code and health code. His movements were as smooth as flowing water from beginning to end, and he didn't even raise his head.

It's as if people are not talking about him.

That calm look stunned Eie—

What does it mean that even if a person is no longer in the world, there are still legends about him in the world?

That's about it.

Her eyes were full of admiration.

It was so much so that the man who was writing the registration form with his head down could feel her gaze burning on his face... He paused in the action of registering the license plate number, and outside the mask, he lifted his eyelids, suddenly raised his eyes without warning, and met her gaze.

Wei Zhi was startled and took a half step back.

Shan Chong almost laughed at her startled look... She was like some small animal, jumping three feet high at the slightest disturbance, which was very funny.

The man thought about it, and finally thought of a word that might have nothing to do with him in the first half of his life.

cute.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a gentle tone. "Why are you staring at me?"

Wei Zhi uttered "ah" and hesitated to speak. He pointed at him, paused, turned around and pointed in the direction where the group of people had just disappeared, then looked at him with slightly wide eyes, meaning, didn't you hear it just now?

Shan Chong narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said in a flat tone: "Well, I heard them talking about me."

So what?

Love to say but don’t say.

Can you still control other people's mouths?

Wei Zhi: “Yeah, it’s amazing.”

Shan Chong: “?”

Shan Chong: “What?”

The man was stunned. He never expected that she would come to such a conclusion after listening to all the conversations she had just had... He even wondered if there was a filter in her ears. Otherwise, how could she come to a unified and beautiful conclusion after hearing anything about him?

Wei Zhi analyzed seriously: "Think about which athlete has retired for a few years and is always brought up to be missed every time a big competition comes?"

Yes, I have.

The ones who were scolded the most.

But after all, he is an Olympic champion. He didn't come up with anything in the past two Olympics. If you mention his name, you'd think you were just trying to extort money.

"..." So Shan Chong was silent for a moment, "Miss? Mourning is more like it."

The tone is quite harsh.

After saying that, he ignored her, turned around to fill out the registration form in his hand, then threw the pen away and completed all the check-in procedures.

Everyone checked in together this time, and their rooms were all on the same floor. Wei Zhi and Jiang Nanfeng lived next door to Shan Chong and the others, and they took the key and went upstairs together.

It was nearly six o'clock when everyone settled in that day. The sun was still shining brightly in the sky and was about to set. The ski resort was about to close, so no one was planning to ski that day.

Standing in the elevator, Wei Zhi asked Shan Chong what time he would be back tomorrow. The man glanced at her and said, "Aren't you going to rest tomorrow?"

"Why do you need to rest?"

"Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?" Shan Chong said, "Let's tell each other first whether it doesn't hurt anymore. If you don't want to slide anymore and make an excuse saying your stomach hurts, I won't know if it's real or fake. Then I will have to carry you down the mountain."

"..." Wei Zhi was stunned by the man's cruelty. "How should I know what will happen tomorrow? What's wrong with carrying it down the mountain? Haven't you carried it down the mountain in Chongli and Silk Road Ski Resort?"

“It’s different.”

"?"

“There are more acquaintances here.”

They were all former teammates and opponents. They were all here for a serious competition. It was bad enough that they met him halfway when he was not here for the competition, but they also ran into him working as a babysitter. What was that?

Although he doesn't really care what others say...

But if he accidentally angered Wang Xin to death, he would still feel a little guilty.

The man finished speaking in a calm tone, and the elevator arrived. The elevator door opened, and the girl standing outside glared at him, then dragged her suitcase out.

She quickly found her room and slammed the door in the man's face.

Shan Chong stood in the corridor, staring at the closed door for a while, then turned around and used the room card to open the door of his room a few seconds later.

When I entered the room, I heard the dumb backstab behind me. I could no longer bear it and said, "Master, I now doubt whether what you said yesterday in a serious tone that you like Junior Sister is true."

The man who was about to throw the room card on the entrance table froze.

After a few seconds of silence, he turned around expressionlessly, staring at the person standing behind him with his dark pupils: "Can you keep your voice down?"

Backstab: "Huh?"

Shan Chong: "They live next door."

What should I do if I can’t hear anything due to poor sound insulation?

Backstab: "...What? Are you having a crush on someone?"

Shan Chong pursed his lips and said, "Is it not possible?"

Seeing the master's self-righteous look, Beistab felt a chill in his heart, and thought that old men who have never been in love are really scary, and they are somewhat evil and perverted.

"It's not impossible. Even if you have a crush on someone, you shouldn't talk like that just now. Look how angry the girl is——"

"How can it be considered a secret crush if you don't do a good job of covering it up?" The man finished speaking in a lazy tone that showed contempt for others' intelligence. He paused and emphasized, "Can you please keep your voice down?"

"That's how loud the rough old men are."

"Then shut up and don't say a word."

“…”

I now reasonably suspect that you are upset about having a door slammed in your face just now, and are taking it out on me.

Pooh.

…

the next day.

A little tired from driving the day before, Shan Chong did some recuperation and the old man went to bed at around ten o'clock. He didn't wake up until around eight o'clock the next day.

Normally, he rarely checks his phone, but he doesn’t know who has infected him, but now the first thing he does when he closes his eyes is to touch his phone, open WeChat, and take a look at the message list.

According to gossip, he had come to Altay, and many people asked others to help them or attended the formation class in person.

There is nothing else.

Rounding: No significant information.

He blankly exited the message list, took another look at his friend circle, and scrolled down to the time before he went to bed last night. He saw a familiar avatar, so he stopped refreshing his finger.

It’s just a simple circle of friends with a picture.

[It’s Christmas! The snow here is so thick that it looks like Santa Claus will appear! ]

The location is Altay.

The accompanying picture shows several small wooden houses in front of the hotel. I don’t know when she took the picture.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it for a while, then chuckled. While thinking to himself, "What a childish copywriting and captioning", he gave a thumbs up.

I clicked on her profile picture and entered the conversation box.

【Chong: Did you get up?】

【Chong: Not yet risen.】

A wave of self-questions and answers.

【Chong: I’ll go into the park in a moment.】

He thought about it and added another point.

【Chong: You can come if you want. 】

After sending the four messages, he reviewed them again to make sure the tone of voice and the content were alright, then he put down his phone and washed up.

After washing up at around nine o'clock, the man kicked his backstab awake, put on a white sweatshirt and purple sweatpants that he had never worn before, thought for a while, and found a small waist bag and stuffed a bunch of sundries into it.

After the back piercing was completed, she turned around and was shocked: Who are you, handsome guy?

Shan Chong was hesitating between wearing his usual helmet or the white one. The white one had a brim and he looked a bit like a Tainan native, as he had never worn anything since he bought it. As the man tried to put the helmet on his head, Backstab said in a voice that was no longer acceptable: "Are you really afraid of being recognized?"

Shan Chong picked up the white safety helmet, said nothing, and went to the door to get the new custom model sent by Burton this year, installed the bindings, and set off for the ski resort.

He was not speaking nonsense yesterday. Unlike Silk Road Ski Resort, General Mountain Ski Resort is an important competition venue. And because it is located in the Altay Tourist Area and has the famous Sunset Road check-in spot, there are many people at the ski resort. As soon as the ski resort opened, there were already quite a few people on the ski slopes.

There were tourists as well as professional skateboarders who were training intensively before the competitions in the past few days.

Shan Chong randomly chose an advanced trail, warmed up once, and then entered the park with Backstab on the second run.

Early in the morning, the usually bustling small props were deserted, but the terrain props were crowded with a few early risers who were practicing, walking far away with their boards in their hands.

On the big platform, a white figure jumped out, did a BScork 1800°, landed on the ground, slid a few meters, and sat down with his back hand on the snow, stirring up the snow dust;

Under the big dance platform, a red figure stood with his hands behind his back. When the person in the white snow suit jumped out from the platform, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Core", "Disperse", "Stop 1980° and get off quickly"...

After the white snowsuit sat on the ground with a "pop", and then moved as if nothing had happened, the red figure's nervousness disappeared. He stood there, regained his senses, and put his hands on his waist and cursed: "What the hell is wrong with you when you landed? I told you a thousand times not to sit back. There is a chair on the snow. What's going on——"

The cursing voice was the same as before, and Shan Chong was very familiar with it.

Neither of them looked this way.

The man looked over there for a while while holding the board. Dai Duo had already climbed up, took off the board and walked towards the starting platform with a gloomy face. Wang Xin followed him and couldn't stop: "Why don't you continue to practice external rotation and consolidate 2160 degrees? Why the hell have you been doing internal rotation these days? You can't even stand still. I scared you to death-"

Shan Chong randomly found an inconspicuous spot on the snow track next to the big ski jump, threw his board away, and squatted there.

Backstab approached: "What's going on?"

Shan Chong squatted there, very still, without any intention of moving, and said the most hurtful words in a calm voice: "It's alright, why are you in such a hurry? Just look at how lively it is."

Backstab: “…”

People came one after another, and then the staff of the Ski Federation and the media also came. At first, Shan Chong did not recognize them, until Dai Duo failed in his fifth attempt at BScork1980°, fell to the ground with a thump, and rolled out seven or eight meters away.

Backstab: "Fuck, that hurts just looking at it."

Shan Chong hummed, and said, "He's sick. He can't stand steadily on the heel edge after landing, so he doesn't know how to switch to the front edge. Wang Xin told him not to sit back, so isn't it easier to carve the control board into the snow with the front edge than with the heel edge?"

How else can we say that carving is the foundation of big jumps?

After landing, the skater should have extreme control over the board to ensure that he can stand up quickly and not fall.

Let's go back to the most basic question of carving. Even for ordinary beginners, when practicing carving, the first thing they learn is usually the toe edge, and the first thing that touches the snow surface is definitely the back hand when learning the toe edge...

For no other reason than people generally have better control of the board on the toe edge than on the heel edge.

Shan Chong here still couldn't figure out what Dai Duo was thinking.

Over there, coach Wang Xin was almost going crazy.

"Don't do this! You're not practicing internal rotation today. The people on the short video platform were stunned! They asked me what was wrong. The words between the lines showed despair that there is no hope for the domestic big jump next year!" Wang Xin walked over and picked up Dai Duo who was lying on the snow, muttering, "This is the first time I see someone flying on the platform and looking so desperate... Please change the moves and give them some hope!"

The two of them were talking in loud voices.

"Give them hope, who can give me hope?" Dai Duo took off his board, pulled up his goggles, and said with a cold face, "Shan Chongdu can fucking fly BScork2160°!"

"...Then you can also FScork 2160°, right?"

"Do you think he can BS and not FS?!"

"Why are you comparing yourself with him? Why don't you compare yourself with yourself? You are getting more and more reckless as you get older!"

Wang Xin was really convinced. He felt heartbroken when he mentioned that name, but he couldn't show it at the moment, lest the person in front of him also lose his mind -

"What's the point of looking at a crappy video? How do you know he can really jump? What if the video was edited and spliced ​​together? Just think that the landing at the end was cut in straight away!"

"How can it be a piece of cake to zoom in and out with a lens? Nitro is so happy to forward it like it's Chinese New Year in advance!"

"I'm not trying to comfort you, why don't you know what's good for you?!"

"At least you can come up with a valid excuse to comfort me! I want to emphasize that it is valid! Not lame!"

"What do you want to change? Shan Chong has been skiing for so many years, and regardless of how well he does, his editing skills should be superb - is this okay?"

“…”

The sound of the two people arguing was clearly heard by the man who was squatting and watching not far away.

Being called out like crazy, the man was speechless for two seconds, raised his hand, and tugged at his chin, but unfortunately the face guard covered all the expressions on his face——

Backstab turned and glanced at him.

The latter's eyes were calm, without any trace of "arrogance" or "contempt". Strictly speaking...

It seems just a bit helpless.

Backstab thought about it and asked curiously, "Dai Duo was like this before? He insisted on following your new moves?"

"That's about right. He's just like that, he's very strong-willed." Shan Chong said without much emotion, "Otherwise he wouldn't have been the first LINE2160° in the country."

Backstab is a bit annoying——

Don't look at Dai Duo rolling around now.

He knew that Dai Duo was actually quite good, young, and a talented player...

Talented yet hardworking.

I am very competitive.

Tsk tsk.

Are we waiting for him to create a miracle at next year's Winter Olympics?

While the two were talking, Dai Duo and Wang Xin had already returned to the starting platform and were preparing to start the next round of flying. From the faint keywords, the two were arguing over whether to do an outside turn or an inside turn for the next move...

Backstab asked Shan Chong: "Does it seem lively enough?"

The latter said expressionlessly: "Let's wait and see."

Backstab is confused: "What's so good about it?"

Shan Chong answered seriously: "I haven't seen Dai Duo rolling and crawling for a long time, and I miss him a little."

For a moment, Backstab didn't know whether to feel sad for him or to be speechless about his meanness and viciousness.

Just as he was staring at the man's profile, about to say something, the man's cell phone in his waist bag rang. He took it out and looked at the caller, stunned for a moment, then swiped the phone, turned on the speakerphone, and said "hmm" lazily.

The energetic voice of a little girl came from the other end of the phone: "Where are you? Didn't you tell me you were going to the park? Why didn't I see you in the halfpipe?"

Compared to the two old men on the big dance platform not far away, who were shouting and spraying each other, Wei Zhi's voice was like the chirping of little fat birds on the branches, which made people happy just by listening to it.

The man's eyes narrowed.

The lazy and mean aura around him disappeared.

"Stay where you are and come here right now."

He hung up the phone and stood up.

Backstab remained squatting without moving. Shan Chong glanced at him with a puzzled look, "Let's go."

Backstab was shocked by the man's unashamed tone: "Why didn't you move an inch when I told you to leave? You stood up when Junior Sister arrived?"

"Oh," Shan Chong said, "I have two standards."

“…”

"There's nothing I can do about it," he continued, "Men in love are always so unreasonable. Just bear with it."

“……………………………………”

Backstab stared in amazement as the "man in love" turned around and walked towards the half-shaped pool, carrying a new custom yellow sling bag.

The two walked to the bottom of the U-shaped pool not far away, and sure enough, they saw the little girl squatting there waiting. She was not wearing a ski suit and did not bring any snowboards, so she came empty-handed.

The man stood in front of her, opened the small bag at his waist, took out a piece of hard candy from it like magic, and threw it to her.

Weizhi peeled the candy and threw it into his mouth. His cheeks puffed up and he asked in a vague voice: "Where did you get the candy?"

"I grabbed a handful at the hotel reception yesterday," the man said, "and there's more in my bag."

Backstab: “…”

Backstab: "I stayed with you under the platform like a thief for more than an hour, but you didn't take out a single pill for me."

Wei Zhi, holding the candy in her mouth, turned her head and looked at him.

Shan Chong just glanced at him lazily: "Why are you like Dai Duo, wanting to compete in everything?"

Backstab: "Who is like Dai Duo! Why are you still cursing at me!"

Shan Chong took out a handful of candies from his bag and spread them out in front of the little girl: "Which one do you want?"

Weizhi picked one and pointed at the lemon flavor without hesitation.

Shan Chong picked up the lemon-flavored one, unzipped Backstab's shirt pocket, threw it in, zipped it up again, patted his pocket, and asked Backstab, "Is this okay?"

Backstab: “…”

Backstab: "You are a dog, right?"

Shan Chong zipped up his waist bag and said without raising his head, "Really? I was born in 1994. If not the dog, what else can I be?"

Backstab touched his chest and almost fainted.

…

Shan Chong brought the board to the cliff of the U-shaped pool, stood on it and looked down, put on the board, did a few alleyoops, that is, got out of the pool normally, did a BS180°, changed side, and fell vertically.

After the trip, Backstab also adjusted the photography angle.

"Can you try to do a Michalchuk?" Backstab followed Shan Chong, "Didn't you also do a 540° jump last time? Even though you fell off the cliff, I still think you can do it."

Backstab is actually a combination of moves, BScork 540° followed by Backflip (front somersault). It is not difficult, but it looks good.

Just now when Shan Chong was doing the most basic alleyoop (anyone with legs can do it), Wei Zhi had already raised his head and made a "huh" sound. Although Backstab didn't know what was so good about it...

He couldn't allow his junior sister to be so ignorant.

Encouraged Shan Chong to become a Michalchuk——

The man was seen sliding smoothly out of the cliff on his snowboard and rushing out to a height of about two meters. This time he did not land on the cliff. At the moment of take-off, he jumped vertically upwards, with his front hand calmly holding the front of the board.

There is a particularly obvious sense of stagnation in the sky.

He did a side somersault and turned around, with the scattered snow dust being lifted up in the air. After one and a half circles, he stretched his body and fell steadily towards the bottom of the trough. At about two-thirds of the height of the pool, his snowboard curved into the turn and he switched to the other side.

Backstab yelled from below: "Give me a base, isn't this thing good looking?"

This year, the custom board's bottom has been changed from black to a particularly bright yellow. Today, Shan Chong's colorful non-traditional snow suit is very well matched...

So from a distance, I saw that after he placed a FSwall, he did not stop at the bottom of the tank, but went straight up the other side of the pool wall!

It was another BScork540°, but this time after he flew out of the pool wall, he did not do a somersault. Instead, at the highest point, he grabbed the back edge with his front hand, pulled up the snowboard, and did a fancy melongrab facing the camera.

The action of pulling the snowboard is as smooth as flowing water, with a strong sense of suspension in the air, as if a camera was paused by an invisible press.

He stayed in mid-air for three seconds.

He then released the board and descended. The snowboard "snapped" against the pool wall, and the board edge made a blunt "swish" sound as it cut through the snow. The top-grade park snowboard, which was born for the park in terms of hardness and elasticity, helped him descend safely!

Shan Chong landed, bent down to pick up his board, and did not immediately watch the video of the backstab. Instead, he turned around and asked Wei Zhi, who was squatting next to the halfpipe: "Did you see it?"

Wei Zhi turned to Beishen and said, "Send me a copy of the video. I want to post it on WeChat Moments as well."

As she spoke, her eyes were brighter than Ultraman's when he saw the little monsters.

It seems as if he can’t wait to announce to the world that “my master is the best in the world”.

After protecting his face, the man curled his lips imperceptibly, then turned to look at the video in Backstab's hand. The two discussed and decided to do a few more single various board pulling movements and edit them together -

The previous combination of movements immediately demonstrates the hardware performance of the snowboard, such as its elasticity and hardness.

The 360° pull-up board head at the back can be equipped with a set of MethodGrab, MelonGrab, NoseGrab, and IndyGrab, which is purely to show the appearance of this board in the air.

They are serious about promoting products.

After discussing how to record the video, Shan Chong dragged his snowboard and prepared to go to the pool again... He took two steps out, stopped, and then stepped back and stood in front of the girl: "Is it good?"

Weizhi nodded.

He said "hmm" with satisfaction: "Look, I'll teach you when you've mastered the basic skating."

Wei Zhi nodded again.

This time, there was no mention of "carving and slipping" or "flat flowers". Shan Chong felt very comfortable. He raised his hand and patted her head with satisfaction before turning around and leaving.

Only Wei Zhi was left imagining himself in the U-shaped pool...

and the stunned backstab—

Ski coaches can give students appropriate examples, for example, they can point to a random skier on the slope and say: If you practice hard, you can achieve this in ten days.

...to encourage progress.

But this cake, usually at least is drawn somewhat logically...

Not like Shan Chong.

This is pure fraud.

The kind that even Wall Street fraudsters would acquit themselves of.

…

Shan Chong slowly went up to the pond.

At this moment, they didn't know that someone not far away had already noticed them.

At first, there was a person in charge of the media section squatting nearby to take notes. When Dai Duo and Wang Xin were discussing the platform diving technique, he inadvertently turned his head to look at the halfpipe next to him.

As a result, I was caught off guard by a clean and neat somersault and pivoting figure on the U-shaped pool.

"Will there be a halfpipe in this Snow Federation points competition?" He nudged the person next to him and asked his colleague blankly.

"No, the halfpipe scoring event is almost over, and it's not in Xinjiang. The terrain requirements are very strict. The angle, snow quality, and daily maintenance are not good enough."

The person being questioned glanced at him, and seeing him turning his head to look at something not far away with an infatuated look on his face, he also looked over there, and just in time saw a white figure flying out of the U-shaped pool and pulling a MethodGrab. He was so tempted that he let out a "Fuck" -

"Why are there still athletes practicing in the halfpipe here?"

“I don’t know.”

"I heard that Shan Chong's group is in Xinjiang. Is Backstab also there? Is it him? Isn't he the one who runs the U-shaped pool?"

"No way, aren't they at Silk Road Ski Resort?"

As the two talked, their feet moved involuntarily towards the U-shaped pool. The two led three more people, and the three led four more people. A bunch of idle people headed in the direction of the U-shaped pool.

From a distance, you can see a slender figure swimming in the U-shaped pool like a fish in water.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering: Who is it?

In the crowd, there was a self-media person who also knows skiing and often cooperates with the brand's official website. He was very sharp-eyed and saw the yellow snowboard at a glance: "Is it a Burton skier? Did you see that new custom snowboard?"

The Burton brand is a bit pretentious, and they only have a few signed skateboarders in the country.

"Is the backstab really coming?" Someone craned his neck, "Is it him?"

"No? Does Backstab have Burton's contract? No!"

By now people were already approaching the U-shaped pool.

At first, they automatically ignored the little girl squatting by the pool with her face in her hands, and the other person running around with a camera in hand, filming.

However, just as one of them cueed the backstab again, the man running around with the camera stopped.

Look at him.

Look back at the man on the U-shaped pond.

After three seconds of silence, he remembered the lemon-flavored candy in his pocket.

So he lifted up his goggles, pulled down his face shield, and asked expressionlessly what the man in front of him was doing. But after seeing his long gun and cannon, he guessed that he was not here to practice skiing: "What's the matter?"

Media Person 1: “…”

Media Person 2: “…”

Media Person 3: “…”

Media Person 4: "Backstabbed?"

They all looked at the backstabber who had suddenly been cueed and appeared in silence, bewildered.

Three seconds later, everyone simultaneously set their sights on the man on the U-shaped pool not far away.

At this moment the latter also noticed the movement here, and he alleyooped directly onto the cliff, stood firm, and squatted down.

On the high U-shaped cliff of the pool, the man looked down from a high vantage point. From afar, even through the snow goggles and face shield, one could feel the indifference and arrogance emanating from him.

"Hello," one of the people shouted impatiently, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The man squatting beside the U-shaped pool remained silent.

Three seconds later, he took off his goggles and reluctantly revealed the super idol face that all media people had been dreaming of.

Everyone: “…”

Single Chong?

Fuck.