Snow mirror?

Wei Zhi stared at the man blankly for a few seconds.

"My goggles are in my helmet. I couldn't see the road clearly because of the snow and fog on the mountain just now, so I took them off. Look, they are right here—"

As she spoke, she reached out to put it on, but when the face guard came out, the helmet was empty... She stopped in confusion, turned the empty helmet upside down, and shook it in disbelief.

Shan Chong had a blank expression on his face and concluded for her: "Bullshit."

Wei Zhi: “…”

Lost your snow goggles?

When?

She couldn't even remember where she started to pick up her goggles. The board was heavy, her phone was vibrating, and she was changing her posture to drag the board in various ways...

During that time, the helmet with snow goggles was dangling in her hands.

Her mind went blank for a few seconds, and then the girl reflexively jumped off the man's board and tried to go back.

Shan Chong grabbed her, and she argued with him for a while, until the man took the helmet from her hand and put it on her head, holding her hand and not letting go: "You go down the mountain first, I will come up later and look for it along the way you came down."

As he spoke, he carried the girl back to his snowboard, grabbed her arms and wrapped them around his waist... The little girl was held down by him, but she still turned around to look at the mountain without giving up.

Shan Chong held her restless head and said, "Isn't it much faster for me to slide and look for it than for you to use your two legs? You have been going up and down for two kilometers. Are you doing military training?"

He teased her.

But she couldn't laugh at all.

After the confusion came a huge shock—

She wondered what kind of terrible day it was today. Her bindings were broken, her goggles were lost, and was there a note on the almanac saying "stay home unless necessary"?

Although Weizhi had never been able to provide her with food, clothing, or other necessities since she was a child, she still hadn't developed any bad habits.

One of her few good habits is that she is particularly nostalgic.

For example, she wore a down jacket from kindergarten all the way from the wide version to the fourth grade as an inner lining, until her mother couldn't stand it anymore and threw it in the trash can. That night, she cried for two hours while hugging the empty trash can. She cried so sadly...

The obsessiveness from childhood was perfectly preserved as I grew up.

As she grew up, Weizhi's most iconic nostalgic behavior was that she would not replace her mobile phone with a new one unless it needed to be charged every two hours.

Moreover, regardless of whether she is nostalgic or not——

The snow goggles were given to her by Shan Chong.

Strictly speaking, excluding the little turtle, the snow goggles should be the first gift he gave her...

How could it be lost?

Sixty years later, she will take it into her coffin.

"What if someone picks it up?" She looked up and asked him, "It takes a long time to go down and back up, and the cable car is so slow... maybe it has already been picked up."

"Most people would return lost items to their owners." Shan Chong said, "If it's really gone, forget it. It's just a snow mirror."

She was silent for two seconds, buried her face in his arms, lowered her head, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "That snow goggles are very expensive, and it was given by you."

She was so depressed that for a moment she looked as weak as if she had been beaten. One could be sure that if she hadn't lost it herself, she would have been rolling on the ground for a dozen rounds by now.

"My snowboard was so heavy just now, and my phone kept ringing. My mom must have seen my Moments and called me. My phone is almost dead from all the calls. It was so chaotic." She spoke a little confused, and her voice was particularly aggrieved. "I must have lost it at that time. I'm so upset. Why does she keep calling me? If she calls me 10,000 times, I'll have a boyfriend."

She just sat there talking to herself.

Then, Shan Chong, with his rich experience, judged that there was a hint of moisture in her voice. If she didn't say anything, he would probably have to wash his snow suit in advance.

"It's okay, I don't blame you... and isn't that goggles Dai Duo's?" He helped her slide down, "If it really doesn't work, forget it, your boyfriend will buy you another one."

"No." She softly grasped the snow suit around his waist. "It's so expensive. You only make 1,500 per person for a one-hour class."

But there are ten people in a class.

Shan Chong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Did I act too much in front of you, and it left a psychological shadow on you? Huh? Do you think your boyfriend is a pauper or something?"

He tried to divert her attention by talking to her, but she ignored him completely. She finally slid to the bottom of the ski equipment hall. She borrowed the snowboard from Yanyan, who was almost as tall as her, and rushed towards the cable car with the snowboard in her arms.

As everyone looked confused, Shan Chong helplessly explained, "My goggles are missing," and turned around to chase her with his snowboard.

The two of them hurriedly got on the cable car. She didn't say a word along the way. She just lowered her head and leaned on the cable car window to look down, as if she had 6.0 vision in both eyes.

Shan Chong didn't say anything else. He got off the cable car and accompanied her to search along the roadside from the north highway.

I expanded the left and right diameters by five meters, but still couldn't find it.

That night, Weizhi was so sad that he didn't even eat his meal. He went back to the hotel and went straight to his room.

That's nothing.

Shan Chong suspected that she didn't want to make others feel good either, because before turning around and going back to the room, the little girl pulled his sleeve, said to him seriously with red eyes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.

It makes him feel distressed enough.

He just stared at her as she turned back to her room in a daze, and he couldn't utter a word until the door was closed in his face.

…

Shan Chong returned to his room and spent an hour reflecting on the psychological trauma his door-breaking behavior had caused to the little girl.

Then at eight o'clock in the evening, the iron rooster decided to pluck the feathers.

The man took out his phone and sent a message to all the students who had scheduled classes in the past few days. The content was roughly as follows:

After five days, when all the group classes are over, he will hold a small internal competition based on (including but not limited to) the teaching content.

The competition is limited to students who have taken his group classes these days.

Everyone performs the movements on the same box props. To ensure that everyone starts from the same starting line, those who have already taken the class must add new tricks. Finally, the first, second and third place winners are selected based on the comprehensive scores, and Shan Chong will personally pay for the rewards.

What is the reward?

First place: Burton snow goggles (the style is determined by the gender preference of the winner)

Second place: swans snow goggles (the style is determined by the gender preference of the winner)

Third place: Oakley snow goggles (the style is determined by the gender preference of the winner)

Backstab fell into silence when he saw the man beating the drums to discuss the rules of the competition and the final reward.

Backstab: "...You should just buy her a new pair of goggles. It's a waste of effort."

The man lowered his eyes and said lazily with a nasal voice, "No."

Backstab: "Dai Duo would be very touched if he knew that his Xue Jing caused such a big scene."

Shan Chong ran the pen over the list of applicants, threw the pen away and said, "Didn't I give you the snow goggles?"

Backstab: "You tell your junior sister that it's okay, it belongs to Dai Duo."

"Isn't that to comfort her? You comfort her when she cries?"

The man paused and looked speechless.

"Forget it. She's already crying. I don't know what to say. I could have scolded her for being careless and not taking good care of things, but she looked so depressed that it was like she had lost a box of gold bricks instead of a pair of snow goggles."

He sighed again.

"It's easy to teach someone who doesn't cherish things. Let her shed some blood, tears and sweat - oh, blood is not necessary - shed some tears and sweat, and use the snow goggles earned by hard work to ensure that she sleeps with them at night, and never dares to throw them away again... Unlike now, I can't scold her, and I have to worry about whether she will cry and fall asleep tonight. I dare not give her things directly because I am afraid that she will hurt her self-esteem, or continue to blame herself if she loses things again in the future."

He said a lot.

Backstab can't answer a single word.

After thinking about it, I had to ask sincerely: "Do men who are in love tend to talk more nonsense?"

Shan Chong turned around and looked at him expressionlessly.

Backstab turned his face away and continued to dig at his feet.

Facts have proved that Shan Chong's method is quite effective.

That night, the little girl with rabbit eyes knocked on his door.

"Is this competition set up for me?" Her voice was a little hoarse. She held up her phone and looked at the prize list in the group message. At the same time, she looked over the edge of the phone at the man standing behind the door. "Isn't it too obvious?"

"It's good that you know." Shan Chong looked down at her and said, "Practice well these few days. If you don't get a place, you will not only be embarrassed, but also waste my money."

"Then why don't you just buy me a new pair of goggles?"

"Would you like it if I gave it to you directly?"

…Then again, I definitely won’t.

If she doesn't get a rank, she will really waste 6,000 yuan (the approximate total price of three goggles).

Weizhi held the registration form in his hand and was successfully kidnapped by morality... He sniffed pitifully and filled in his name solemnly on the first line of the registration form.

…

After that, many people came to register.

There were about a hundred people in the four-day group class. Excluding those who were too lazy to be noticed, there were already 30 or 40 people who signed up as soon as the news was released...

The main thing is that the snow goggles used as rewards are not cheap. If you really get a prize, it would be like paying for the class for free, and you would have to pay a few hundred dollars more. The thought of it makes people excited.

For the next three days, Weizhi worked harder than he did in his senior year of high school. He worked hard with Box every day, and even dreamed about it at night.

On the fourth day, she unlocked the back kick + reverse kick.

It was not Shan Chong's teacher. To be fair, he did not teach Weizhi these few days. She was watching from the side with all the park props backstabbed. After a backstab and a reverse kick, the two of them were happy and had an extra bowl of rice that night.

Soon, the competition day arrived.

"Come on, you are the best."

Stephen Chow’s thumbs up in front of him——

From the initial disdain and refusal to participate in the ridiculous game, after being the little junior sister's mentor for three days, the backstabbing at this moment has perfectly integrated into this early childhood level, and even created a sense of sharing life and death, honor and disgrace with the little junior sister.

At the breakfast table, he didn't even let Weizhi drink milk, telling her that moderate hunger can keep people awake and excited, and that they were not allowed to eat too much before the provincial team's U-shaped pool competition.

Wei Zhi really believed it and stuffed the milk into Shan Chong's hand.

"You two better get a place," the man took the milk from the little girl and drank it all, "otherwise I'll just consider my six thousand dollars as a joke."

Wei Zhi rolled his eyes at him.

After breakfast, everyone gathered at the competition venue. Today, the participants were still the same 40 or 50 people who registered at the beginning, but there were also quite a few people who came to watch the excitement. Everyone surrounded the box of park props in three layers inside and three layers outside.

Lao Yan smiled and said: "Box himself probably didn't expect that he would be so popular one day."

The competition is fair, with three rounds in total, and the best score will be taken.

Since there is no formal snowboarding competition involving props, the rules of this competition were modified by Shan Chong based on the rules of the U-shaped pool and the big jump platform. The score is based on the starting position of the front and back feet, the stability of the upper and lower boxes, and the difficulty of the skills on the box...

If you fall because you don't stand firmly, or if the box falls down halfway before it is fully opened, your score will be invalid.

The order of the matches is determined by drawing lots.

Weizhi drew number 16 at the beginning. When it was her turn, the quality of the people in front of her was average. Many of them were too nervous to even get to the box and slid away directly on the side slope.

When it was her turn, she was a little nervous. She put down the straight board, put on the props, and slid forward for two seconds. She slightly twisted her shoulders and turned her lower body at the same time.

Halfway through a backslide, she suddenly felt that the skating speed was a bit too fast and she might not be able to complete this backslide and walk the entire box.

She was a little panicked for a moment and subconsciously slowed down. She stood on the prop directly, then lost her balance and lay horizontally on the prop.

With a "Duang" sound, the pain in her stomach was as loud as the sound of the board hitting the box.

This movement directly startled the referee. Shan Chong threw the score sheet in his hand at Backstab. Before anyone could react, he stood up, walked to the prop in two or three steps, and picked up the person hanging on it...

"Where does it hurt?" he asked. "Did you hit your ribs?"

………………If you want to hit the ribs, you must be thin enough first.

Weizhi has had some experience with falling these days. Today, she wore a quick-drying jacket, a warm underwear, two layers of down vest, and a fleece sweater on top. Four or five layers of it, plus her belly...

She raised her hand and rubbed her stomach: "My ribs are fine, but I bumped my stomach. It must be blue! Can you give me a few points as an encouragement?"

"You're already hanging on it," Shan Chong loosened his grip on her arm a little after hearing that she was fine, and said expressionlessly, "What's the point of having a blade on the prop? Is that what I taught you? I'm glad I didn't scold you, but you still ask me for a share."

“…”

Can.

As soon as he saw that she was fine, he turned against her.

Wei Zhi snorted, pulled his arm away from his hand, and silently returned to the line to wait for the second round.

The box prop is so short that it only takes about ten seconds for forty or fifty people to do it. Soon the first round was almost over. The guy ranked first also performed a set of movements including reverse foot up + back kick + straight foot down. He landed very steadily, making people suspect that he had been sleeping with the box in his arms for the past few days.

When it was Wei Zhi's turn in the second round, Shan Chong sat beside him, playing with the badges that would be distributed to the players in the next round. The sound of metal colliding was clear and pleasant to the ear.

Weizhi has never met a boyfriend who is so good at messing with people's mentality.

She gritted her teeth and put the props on her feet. When she successfully jumped onto the box, the blade hit the metal props, making a dull "dong" sound, like a centering hammer hitting her heart.

accusation.

shift in focus.

Brace your core, rotate your hips, and press your hips together to perform a backstab.

On the prop, the little girl with long curly hair jumped with her subtle movements. She always looked in the direction of progress. At the end of the prop, she pulled up, jumped, and switched to the opposite foot.

With a beautiful inward turn, her snowboard was pulled up about five centimeters in the air, and with a small parabolic arc, it landed steadily on the snow surface with a light "pop" sound.

The crowd was silent for a few seconds.

Finally, Shan Chong was the first to move. The man sitting not far away propped his chin with one hand, raised the corner of his lips slightly, and said, "This is not bad."

The crowd then exploded with warm applause. Everyone was a newbie and was very friendly and supportive.

Finally, after three rounds of competition, Weizhi won the second place in a fair, just and open competition.

This result surprised even her. Looking at the forty or fifty defeated opponents on the ground, she felt that she might be some kind of skiing genius.

…

The award ceremony was also quite ceremonial.

Shan Chong personally distributed the small badges to the winners.

"Have you decided which snow goggles you want? Go back and check the official website," the man said calmly as he stood in front of her. "If you don't know, come and ask me."

Weizhi's expression still looked like he was sleepwalking.

At once.

It all started because she lost her snow goggles.

And for such a pair of goggles, he didn’t do what other men who “pamper their girlfriends” do, yelling “Dad will buy you ten” and buying her a bunch of goggles, making her look like a little idiot who was raised as a child…

Instead, he organized a competition for her and made her practice hard for four days. In the end, she won back her lost snow goggles.

After four days of hard training, she had long since come out of the shadow of losing her snow goggles.

...To be honest, if she wasn't so busy practicing, she would probably be hiding in a corner crying right now.

The moment the icy badge fell into her palm, she understood his intentions.

When taking the small badge with the ranking written on it, Weizhi stared at the man's bony fingers in a trance.

So somehow or other.

When he placed the badge in her palm, she suddenly reached out and grasped his index finger, which he didn't have time to pull away.

Feeling his index finger being held by a soft and warm palm, the man raised his eyebrows slightly and looked up at her.

Weizhi's heart beat rapidly and he pursed his lips.

Then he stood on tiptoe.

She pulled the man's fingers and brought him in front of her. When he bent down and approached her inexplicably under her strength, she closed her eyes and pressed her soft lips against his.

The breath was very close to hers for a moment, and when she breathed, her nostrils were filled with the familiar breath from the man.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, she carefully held his lips and took a bite, but her face turned red, her back stiffened, and she retreated like a thief, wanting to quit while she was ahead.

After moving a little distance, the little girl seemed to finally muster up the courage. She opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes. Her dark eyes looked at him brightly and a little cunningly, like a cat that had successfully stolen some meat.

——If it weren’t for her rosy cheeks.

After being stunned at first, Shan Chong came to his senses.

Amid the shocked onlookers who were wondering “What the hell just happened?”, he did not let her retreat too far. Instead, when they were about half an arm’s length apart, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist. With a little force, she staggered and fell into his arms again!

"Emie."

His voice was cold, yet with a barely perceptible hoarseness.

"You came first."

He lowered his eyes, the surprise on the corners of his lips faded away and a smile appeared. He finished these words slowly, and in full view of everyone, he lowered his head and kissed her pale lips.

The smile in his dark eyes deepened, and the fingertips holding her wrist almost left a red mark on her soft wrist...

His palms were hot and strong.

However, his kiss was unusually gentle.

As their breaths intertwined, he deepened the kiss, pushing open her slightly parted lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue, swallowing up the peach flavor mixed with mint on her lips that he had longed for.