Night, hotel.
Weizhi was lying on the bed with his hands raised high, holding a piece of light gray cloth between his hands.
stare.
stare.
stare--
Jiang Nanfeng's voice drifted along with the sound of running water: "Where did you get the rag?"
Weizhi folded the rag as reverently as he had received it, and sat up straight: "Don't be rude, this is not a rag, it is a rag that was given to me by the great god and has been blessed."
"How do you consecrate it? Hang it on your chest, and tomorrow you can go to the park and fly the 8-meter platform?"
Wei Zhisi was not affected at all: "Do you know what a great god is?"
The sound of running water suddenly stopped.
"Well," Jiang Nanfeng took his hand off the faucet, tore open the package, and slowly put the hydrating mask on his face, saying in a nonchalant tone, "Teach you that?"
"What are you talking about? Don't listen to your coach's nonsense. He is just trying to build momentum for his friend and save his reputation." Wei Zhi quickly responded, saying lightly, "The master I met today is the real master - how great is he? The last time I saw him was on TV."
"who?"
"Some of the snowsuits hanging in a closet are worthy of having the five-star red flag embroidered on them."
“…That’s kind of cool.”
"Is it?"
"Why would someone like this give you a pair of eyeglass cloth?"
"Because I'm good-looking."
"Just because it gets dark early in Zhangjiakou doesn't mean you can start talking in your sleep when the ending theme of the news broadcast starts."
"The faucet was broken and water splashed on my face. He saw it and he is kind," Wei Zhi said. "Great people are kind."
The reluctant tone made Jiang Nanfeng stop adjusting the facial mask. He leaned over and glanced at the person on the bed from behind the mirror. He saw the person lying on the bed with his butt sticking up. He folded the glasses cloth with a sacred look on his face and put it into the pocket of his snow suit. He then smoothed the pocket of his snow suit with full respect and compassion and zipped it up.
All that’s missing is burning some incense and bowing three times.
Jiang Nanfeng: "..."
Jiang Nanfeng: "If your mother knew that I tricked you into skiing and caused your head to become abnormal, would she ask me for compensation?"
"Yes," Wei Zhi said without raising his head, "my lawyer is on the way."
"Please be kind. If it weren't for me, you would never get a national ski team eyeglass cloth in your life."
"That's right. How about giving you a 20% discount on the claim amount?"
The girl on the bed turned over happily, picked up her phone, and happily prepared to search for information about past members of the national snowboard team.
Wait, what's that guy's name?
……have no idea.
grass.
…
The next morning, freezing rain began to fall at dawn.
At around seven o'clock, Weizhi was awakened by the crackling sound of freezing rain hitting the window... She opened her eyes dazedly and looked outside, muttered "Oh my God", wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.
Not long after she closed her eyes, her and Jiang Nanfeng's phones suddenly rang with WeChat notifications at the same time -
Their teacher was waiting for them at the door of the ski equipment hall.
Weizhi struggled to hold his phone and checked the time. It was eight o'clock in the morning.
eight o'clock.
Weizhi: “…”
Even catching roosters doesn't require getting up that early.
[Girl: So early! ]
【Chong: I have drilled through the small woods twice.】
[Girl: ...But it's raining outside, big brother QAQ at least wait for the rain to stop! ]
【Chong: Get up.】
【Chong: Don’t act like a spoiled brat. 】
Weizhi: “…”
Brother Jiao Nian was not in a good mood today, and the appraisal was completed.
as well as.
She is not being coquettish.
Putting down the phone, Wei Zhi kicked Jiang Nanfeng beside him to wake him up, yawned, and was forced to go to work.
It was 9:30 when we arrived at the ski equipment hall. Brother Jiao Nian and the scumbag pure love coach were already waiting there. It seemed like they had been waiting for a while...
Because where they were standing there was a small pool of melted snow.
The rain hasn't stopped yet, and the ski equipment hall is full of people squatting to hide from the rain (and snow).
The little girl, with her red hands from the cold, came closer to him, got closer to her teacher, and nudged him with her arm, saying jokingly, "Now you can finally rush to participate in the Winter Olympics next year."
“…”
The person she bumped into didn't respond.
His eyelashes just fluttered slightly and he looked down at her.
Stared for a few seconds.
"What's wrong?" Wei Zhi was frightened by his stare, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"
"……It's OK."
Slowly, the man finally spoke, looking away, still with that neutral tone.
“…”
Okay, Brother Jiao Nian is not in a very good mood today, Wei Zhi thought.
"It's snowing on the mountain, really heavy snow! Skiing in the snow is the most comfortable state. You are so lucky to have caught up, don't forget to cherish it, little sister!" Lao Yan, who was standing next to her, handed Jiang Nanfeng her snowboard and took the initiative to come over and talk with a smile, "It's so beautiful to take skiing videos in the snow."
"Why are you taking videos? Some people say that you are not even worthy of taking photos when you ski like a poop, and you are taking videos." Wei Zhi pointed at a group of people sitting and resting in the ski equipment hall, "Don't they know how to cherish it?"
Without waiting for Lao Yan to answer.
Shan Chong glanced at her fingertips, ignored the first half of the sentence, and replied calmly, "Yeah."
Weizhi: “…”
Weizhi resigned herself to her fate and opened her arms to pick up the snowboard that had been lent to her nearby.
Before her fingertips touched, a hand reached out from the side and pulled out three green things from behind her snowboard - they were the protective gear that Shan Chong had forcibly "borrowed" from his beloved disciple Beistab yesterday.
Three green turtle dolls.
Weizhi knew what this was, because no matter whether it was the magic carpet area or the mountain, there were novices everywhere who were slipping and falling. They carried them and fell at any time and anywhere. Hey, it looked like they felt very safe...
When her butt was particularly painful after falling yesterday, she actually considered going to the ski equipment store to buy some.
In the end, I forgot about it.
Instead, it made her think about her elder brother.
Weizhi was very moved.
She opened her hands to catch it: "I can resist lifting the bar less today, at least three times."
As soon as my hand touched the little turtle's tail, the turtle suddenly lifted up a few centimeters.
"?"
Weizhi looked up at the man who was holding up his little turtle like a goddess of victory.
Shan Chong: "Suddenly I don't really want to give it to you."
Weizhi: “?”
Lao Yan: “…”
Jiang Nanfeng: "..."
Shan Chong: "White-eyed wolf."
Wei Zhi was confused: "Why are you cursing all of a sudden?"
Shan Chong said expressionlessly: "I am happy."
...You are happy but I am not!
And is this your "happy" tone?
Coaxing pigs!
Wei Zhi stretched out his half-stretched hand and grabbed the air helplessly, feeling aggrieved: "What's wrong with you? Are you taking your anger out on an innocent girl because you're in a bad mood?"
Shan Chong ignored the "innocent little girl" and still looked like a dead man who could not be blown away by the wind, shaken by thunder or disturbed by any ripples. He lowered his eyes and stared at the person in front of him for a long time.
This time Wei Zhi straightened his chest and glared back.
The two stared at each other.
“…”
His eyes sank slightly.
After a few seconds, he said "tsk" and threw the turtle into her arms.
The latter hurriedly caught it, put away his grievance, lowered his head, and quickly put the little turtle on his body.
He looked as if he was afraid that the protective gear he got for free would be snatched back in the next second.
Seeing this, Jiang Nanfeng touched his butt thoughtfully: "Should I also get a set?"
Without waiting for Lao Yan to speak.
"If it doesn't fall, it's useless." Shan Chong glanced at Wei Zhi and said without giving him face, "It's only useful if it's always falling."
Wei Zhi fastened the buckle on his waist with a "click", and when he heard that, he looked up and glared at him quickly.
"Try staring at me again?"
Shan Chong was about to reach out to grab the remaining knee pads, but Wei Zhi quickly grabbed the knee pads and jumped behind Jiang Nanfeng: "What's wrong with you? You are very emotional and aggressive today."
“…”
Shan Chong was too lazy to argue with the suspected blind man.
His hand followed the situation and he turned around to pick up the snowboard that belonged to Weizhi on the table. He held the snowboard in one hand and walked two steps outside. He seemed to remember something and looked back at Lao Yan: "Where are you going today?"
"Today we will continue to learn the front edge and the advanced C path," Lao Yan replied, "What about you guys?"
"I'm a lazy guy and a slow learner. Back edge falling leaves, advanced A-level." Shan Chong said without much regret, "Bye."
After saying that, he turned and left.
He had just put on the little turtle knee pads and stood up to bite. Wei Zhi looked at his back blankly, then looked at Jiang Nanfeng helplessly. His dark eyes seemed to be complaining silently: You see, my coach has a really bad temper!
The latter smiled and bent over to pat her snow suit pocket where the "blessed item" was placed, with a loving look on his face: "Go ahead, may the gods bless you to learn how to do the back-edge leaf-slip and the front-edge push-off in the morning, so that we can ski together in the afternoon."
Weizhi slapped her evil claws away.
He made a face and pulled his goggles down fiercely. He turned around and saw that his teacher had walked dozens of meters away. He cried "Oh!", waved to his friends and her coach, turned around and chased after them.
…
Jiang Nanfeng watched Wei Zhi stumble and flutter like a little penguin, chasing after Shan Chong.
A voice came from behind: "What great god?"
Jiang Nanfeng turned around and saw that Lao Yan was curious, so he told him the story of how Wei Zhi met a kind-hearted god yesterday and gave him a pair of eyeglass cloths... After listening to him, the latter was silent for three seconds and said, "Although this ski resort is big, famous skiers generally don't like to hang out here! Those who play in the park are at the ski resort at the bottom of the mountain, and both active and retired professional athletes are gathered at the Olympic Stadium ski resort next door."
He counted on his fingers, and after a while he stretched out his index finger and placed it less than three millimeters in front of Jiang Nanfeng's nose, pausing: "If there is a great player in this ski resort, there should only be one."
The fresh scent of soap penetrates into my nose.
Jiang Nanfeng raised his eyebrows.
Lao Yan seemed not to notice the breaking distance of this action. He naturally withdrew his hand, raised his head, and pointed with his chin at the back of a man who was holding two snowboards and walking towards the cable car not far away.
Jiang Nanfeng glanced at him and calmly continued the conversation: "You told me that he was very powerful, but Jiji said that she had seen the video of that great player's game on TV. He should be a professional athlete."
Lao Yan blinked and said, "There is no conflict. When Chong represented the country in the competition, we were still playing in the mud... So, what's wrong with broadcasting his game video on TV?"
Jiang Nanfeng: "..."
Lao Yan sighed: "This morning, I asked him why he changed his glasses cloth today, and he lied to me that he dropped it on the way home after class yesterday. Oh! I said, he drove home by himself, why would he drop it!"
As the former sighed, Jiang Nanfeng roughly understood the whole story: "You mean there is a person who doesn't know Mount Tai."
Lao Yan: "It may be that Chong Ge didn't have the opportunity to take off his face mask in front of her, and he happened to take off his face mask at a certain moment. The surprise came too suddenly, so... he didn't recognize him."
Jiang Nanfeng: "..."
Lao Yan looked at Jiang Nanfeng innocently and without any malice: "So, do you want to tell her?"
Jiang Nanfeng was silent for a few seconds.
"No," she made a careful choice and said sincerely, "I want to see a play."
…
On the cable car ten minutes later.
Sure enough, goose-feather snow began to fall halfway up the mountain.
Shan Chong stared out of the cable car in a daze.
Wei Zhi stared at Shan Chong in a daze.
Staring at Big Brother Jiao Nian, whose aura she could smell through his face protector, she was trying her best to figure out what kind of rat poison he had taken to be in such a bad mood today, when her cell phone vibrated.
【Ginger Juice: I don’t know if you have ever heard of this saying, even if you are a Liangshan hero, a Hongxing scoundrel, or a fierce dragon, as long as you are a novice skier, once you get on the mountain, your life is given by the coach.】
【Girl:? 】
【Ginger Juice: [Put your hands together] [Put your hands together] [Put your hands together] [Put your hands together] [Put your hands together]】
Wei Zhi was confused and her scalp was tingling. She hung up her phone and sat up straight. The people who were wandering around heard her, slowly withdrew their gaze and glanced at her.
The little girl smiled with her white teeth showing: "Teacher, today will be a happy and relaxing day, right!"
The man said nothing and remained silent.
His eyes were filled with coolness.
…………………………………………
Apparently the answer is "No".
Weizhi: “…”
Today is also the day when I am eager to jump on the cable car halfway up the mountain.
It's very nice ：）