Brother Jiao Nian’s WeChat profile picture is Crayon Shin-chan wearing red swimming trunks and floating in a swimming pool.

To be honest, it's quite cute.

Except that it's totally inconsistent with his temperament.

The WeChat name is quite cool, just one word “Chong”.

The "Chong" of Kashiwahara Takashi.

What a coincidence (Doge.JPG).

【Girl Ji: Heart shape.JPG. 】

I just sent an emoticon.

The screen on the other side showed "input is in progress", and after a while, a line of words popped up.

【Chong: You really won’t come this afternoon? Are you sure?】

[Girl: Very sure! ]

【Chong: I'll go to the park this afternoon. Don't let them hang out at the window of the ski school and look for me everywhere. It's embarrassing.】

[Girl: Okay, I promise not to look for it!!!]

After a while, he came back.

【worship:……】

【Chong: Walk.】

…

Shan Chong returned to the coach's lounge to warm himself by the fireplace, and waited for Lao Yan, Bei Ci and others to have lunch together.

The coach's lounge was quite lively. Everyone was gathered around a guy who was showing off a protective gear on his buttocks.

A must-have for newbies at the ski resort, this turtle-shaped butt pad can be seen everywhere.

Also has the same knee pads.

"Don't tell me, this thing is really warm. It doesn't hurt at all when you fall down!" the man said loudly, "No wonder slope pushers love to use it!"

Shan Chong took a look and saw a middle school student with a hedgehog-like hairstyle on his head. He didn't wear a snow suit properly, but a black sweatshirt with the word "暴走" written on the back. He was his beloved disciple (spare tire) who was backstabbed.

He walked over, bent down, reached out and touched the little turtle. It was soft and thick.

"Master, you're back!" Backstab turned around.

"Where did the little turtle come from?"

"My apprentice graduated and went home, and he left this thing for me as a thank-you gift."

“…”

"Don't tell me, this little turtle hip and knee protector is really useful. It's not cold at all when I kneel on the ground. Mommy no longer has to worry about me getting cold legs when teaching newbies to push the slope..." Backstab touched the turtle lovingly and couldn't stop talking, "Hey, by the way, do you still have class this afternoon? Can we still enter the park today? A large group of people are waiting for you, and you insist on teaching people to push the slope. You are sick! I can't be a spare tire anymore!"

"I'm free this afternoon."

Shan Chong pinched the little turtle's tail, shook it, and lowered his eyes lazily.

"Come in."

…

Weizhi put down his phone and looked around. It was time for lunch and the ski equipment hall was very busy with people coming and going.

There is also a very interesting detail here——

At this time, everyone took off their boards and prepared to go eat. At this time, whether they were snowboarding or double-boarding, everyone just put their skis on the rack outside the ski equipment hall and turned around and left.

Apart from the newbies who come to the ski resort to rent skis to test the waters, serious skiers generally own their own skis. Good brand skis generally cost between three thousand and ten thousand, and double skis are more expensive... Everyone just puts their skis there, and no one worries about losing them. It's as if everyone has a tacit understanding that no one will take or steal other people's skis at the ski resort.

Leaving thousands or even tens of thousands of items out of sight for several hours in a public place without being locked is something that is out of the context of this circle and is probably unthinkable.

——Why should ice and snow sports, whose average level of participants is almost from another dimension, be considered a niche sport?

It is really inappropriate.

Wei Zhi sat on a chair and observed human beings with great interest, and casually sent his thinking process to Jiang Nanfeng.

Jiang Nanfeng's reply was also ruthless.

【Ginger Juice: After eating, why do you worry about the police?】

【Ginger Juice: You may be seriously ill.】

【Girl:……】

[Girl: How come you, a woman, have the energy to scold me even though you are working so hard on the mountain? ]

[Ginger Juice: Because I’m resting in the middle of the field! The scenery on the mountain is unique. Can’t I sit with Coach Little Dog and enjoy the scenery? ]

Weizhi smiled and was about to continue typing when two girls holding snowboards passed by her.

"I just caught Lao Yan on the advanced A track."

"Hey, isn't there a backstabber teaching and answering questions in the park today? Why is he not practicing hard in the park instead of staying at the advanced level?"

"I'm bringing a newbie girl with me, holding hands and teaching her how to push the slope."

"Haha." One of the girls laughed in a sinister way, "No wonder I asked him to come drink last night. He said that he had classes reserved for the past few days and couldn't drink too late... It would have ruined the fun."

"Well, consecutive classes? For today's new rich lady?"

"That should be the case. It looks like Lao Yan has a new target... Poor Ah Qin."

"What's pitiful? Speaking of A-Qin, she was really funny. Last year on Chinese Valentine's Day, she boasted to us that she and Lao Yan had officially announced their relationship, and even posted an official announcement on her Moments - what happened? Did you see it?"

“No.”

"Neither have I."

"ah?"

“…Hahahahahahahahaha, it’s an official announcement that only she can see the grouping.”

“…Rahahahahahahahaha!”

Wei Zhi watched the two laughing girls leave.

Um.

Single board, newbie.

Advanced level hand in hand push slope.

[Girl: Just a simple question, what is the name of the little puppy coach who is enjoying the snow scene with you?]

【Ginger juice: Old cigarette. 】

【Ginger Juice: What's wrong? 】

【Girl:……】

[Girl Ji: Hello, new rich lady. ]

【Ginger juice:? 】

[Girl: I just sat here and heard the gossip about your coach.]

[Girl: It has that kind of "I can meet three women who have slept with you even when I go downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes" vibe. Think about it carefully. ]

【Ginger Juice: What did you say about him?】

[Girl Ji: There are a lot, but the general summary is two words: scumbag. ]

【Ginger juice: It’s good. 】

【Girl:? 】

【Ginger Juice: I am a bad girl. 】

【Ginger Juice: Aren’t a scumbag man and a scumbag woman a perfect match? 】

【Girl:……】

fine, I have nothing to say.

…

About twenty minutes later, Wei Zhi finally waited for the scumbag Jiang Nanfeng.

Also coming with them was Jiang Nanfeng's scumbag coach.

This was the first time Weizhi met Lao Yan in person. He took off his ski gear and face protector when he entered the ski equipment hall. He had a fair and tender baby face with dimples when he smiled, looking like an innocent college student.

It's really a little puppy.

He waved at Jiang Nanfeng, smiled and said see you tomorrow.

He waved at Weizhi and called her sister with a smile.

Jiang Nanfeng also smiled more kindly than ever before and said goodbye to him.

The harmonious and familiar atmosphere was no different from the time they had seen the snow together. It was perhaps a level that Weizhi and Brother Jiaonian would never be able to reach in their entire lives.

Jiang Nanfeng took Wei Zhi's arm to return the helmet and snowboard. As they walked away, Wei Zhi kept looking back. Jiang Nanfeng pulled her back, "Stop looking. What's so good about it?"

"Look at what a bad man looks like... Mom is right, bad men in this world never have badness written on their faces."

Jiang Nanfeng rolled his eyes and dragged Wei Zhi upstairs to eat.

After choosing your meal and sitting down at the table in a restaurant, the problem arises -

It was fine when I was standing, but within five minutes of sitting down, my whole body ached.

The most amazing thing is that although skiing is a leg sport, Weizhi's neck hurts so much that if she lowers her head slightly or turns to the side, she will feel the pain that could take her life.

Wei Zhi held the spoon in his hand and said seriously, "Comrade Jiang Nanfeng, I have a question for you."

Jiang Nanfeng: "Don't ask. If you ask, it hurts. I'm also a human being. How can I not feel pain?"

Weizhi: "But even my neck hurts."

Jiang Nanfeng: "You rolled down the mountain? Did you pinch your neck?"

Wei Zhi: "I don't have any idea about rolling down the mountain for now. How about I show you one next time I get a chance?"

Jiang Nanfeng: "Okay, I want to sit at the head table when the whole village eats."

Weizhi: “…”

The two were having a heated discussion.

Weizhi's phone vibrated.

She pulled her phone over and took a look.

【Chong: Your neck hurts because you are too tense when you are guiding with your eyes. You focus too much on your eyes, and your neck is stretched too wide. I asked you to relax, but you still argue with me and you can’t relax.】

Weizhi instantly jumped up and sat up.

Jiang Nanfeng was so frightened that he dropped his chopsticks. When he looked up, he saw Wei Zhi holding a cell phone and looking around like a meerkat that had just emerged from its den.

Jiang Nanfeng: "What's the matter? Were you robbed?"

Wei Zhi nodded, then shook his head——

The restaurant was full of people. No one wore masks or face shields while eating. They took off their ski jackets. She had no idea who her coach was.

【Girl: ??? You are in a restaurant???】

【Chong: Not here.】

【Girl: Then how can you hear what I am saying!!】

【Chong: Magic.】

【Girl:……】

…

Restaurant corner.

Shan Chong put the plate on the table.

On the other side of the table, Lao Yan silently reached out his chopsticks and consciously dragged a skewer from his plate.

This table in the corner was quite lively, crowded with all the big guys in the ski resort. Beistab sat next to Laoyan, with his back leaning against the latter's shoulder, holding a cigarette in his mouth and puffing out smoke with half-closed eyes.

Shan Chong kicked him under the table.

Backstab lazily raised his head, looked at him through the milky white mist, and asked, "What's the matter, Master?"

The man was indifferent to his malicious tone: "Give me your little turtle tomorrow."

Backstab said "hmm", quite confused: "You use it?"

Shan Chong didn't say anything, just looked at him with a "are you crazy?" look.

Backstab was stunned for a moment, then smiled after a few seconds, and nudged Laoyan next to him with his elbow: "Okay, Laoyan! My master, such a cold-blooded skiing machine, has taught you, a scumbag, to be kind to others after he took you off the platform for a few days..."

The old man holding the skewer: "Ah?"

Backstab: "I don't care about my little turtle pushing the newbies!"

Lao Yan: “Yeah?”

Backstab: "I think he should pay your tuition instead."

Lao Yan: “Hi!”

Shan Chong: "...you two are doing this crosstalk?"

Everyone put down their chopsticks and joined in the fun without hesitation.

…

The dining table was once again filled with a happy atmosphere. (@魯迅@孔乙己)