At the starting point of the big ski jump, a man in a black snow suit set off.

He first walked two edges in a relaxed manner, and then put the straight board down directly after getting on the take-off platform. The long platform made his speed faster and faster. People standing below the platform could only see him turn into a tiny black dot at the moment he flew out of the platform.

He jumped very high, and the moment he flew out of the platform, he was higher than Dai Duo.

Following the inertia of the jump, he did not grab the board, but followed the inertia of being thrown out, the snowboard flipped sideways twice, his body leaned forward slightly, and with the snowboard hitting the snow surface with a heavy "pop", he landed on the front edge!

Doublecork720°!

After completing one of the most difficult moves in a ski jump, whether it is snowboard or double-board, the man did not land steadily. The snowboard slid on the ground and turned a few circles. Then, with a slight push of his feet, he stood steadily on the snowboard, slid forward a few meters, and stopped.

The slender black figure paused, bent down, and took off the board.

When he picked up his skis and turned around, Weizhi quickly retreated behind the crowd.

The advantage of being short was shown here. The big brother who wrote the figure skating novel stood in front of her like a wall, completely shielding her.

Wei Zhi stood in the crowd, listening to the members of the Melon Eating Circus talking about it——

"What the hell is this! Who is this guy! He looks kind of handsome. Is it my illusion? He's wearing a snow mask and a face shield. I can't see anything!"

"This one is also amazing. This one is also amazing."

"Oh, you saw him fall sideways just now, his waist straightened up, that twist took my soul away!"

"I want to learn skiing, oh!"

——This is the girls’ version.

Hiding in the crowd, with his hands in his pockets, Wei Zhi, who was not forgetting to protect his food, said: "Ah, I know this guy, he seems to have a girlfriend."

"This one doesn't turn as many circles as the previous one."

"It's still as amazing as before."

"But it seems that I didn't stand firmly just now... How is skiing calculated? Isn't it the same as a diver falling sideways into the water?"

"That was also the amazing one just now. That handsome guy just now was finished. He turned so many circles!"

——This is the boys’ version.

Hiding in the crowd, Wei Zhi, who didn't forget to protect the monkey with his hands in his pockets, said: "The guy just now did BScord 1800°, and this guy is doing Doublecork 720°. Not to mention that the guy in front didn't stand still, the latter one is the most difficult jump. It's already very good to be able to turn twice. In the competition, the score given may not be lower than the former one."

What Weizhi said attracted a lot of people's attention.

Everyone looked around to see who was talking. After searching for a while, they finally found a petite girl squatting behind an old man who looked like a door panel. She was hunched over like a squirrel with her head tucked in.

Peer A: "How do you know so much?"

Colleague B: "She is working on this topic, she is working on this topic... Oh, didn't she just talk to the one in white clothes in front?"

Peer C: "You can skate too? You're pretty free and have time to do this. Don't you need to update it?"

Colleague D: "You also know the guy in black? How do you know he has a girlfriend?"

Colleague E: "He really has a girlfriend? That's right, if he's good at skiing and looks good, how could he not have a girlfriend... My heart is broken."

Everyone was talking at once, and in their mouths, Lu Daiduo and Shan Chong had already become the black and white evil spirits.

Weizhi wants to tell everyone that the black one really has a girlfriend. It’s me, it’s me, it’s me, it’s just me!

But she didn't have the guts to do that. She caught a glimpse of Shan Chong walking towards her with a skateboard in his arms. Her legs went limp and she hid behind the figure skater. She whispered, "They're all famous. Isn't it normal to know each other?"

That's why no one caught her and questioned her.

At this time, Shan Chong had already walked in front of them——

He wasn't prepared to come here at first.

Just after I finished the move and landed, I glanced at the crowd when I bent down to pick up the board, and saw two white legs among a bunch of middle-aged men in jeans...

ah.

Her legs weren't exactly white, but there was a section of flesh between the black miniskirt and the long boots. The girl was fair to begin with, and the black skirt and the black boots made the section in the middle look particularly eye-catching.

He saw it at a glance.

The two legs were originally standing at the front of the track. As soon as he unfastened one side of the binding and took out the foot, she quickly retreated, sneaking to the center of the crowd and standing behind a young fat man who was about twice as wide as her.

Shan Chong straightened up and glanced over there recklessly through the snow goggles. From the high vantage point, it seemed that his little girl was indeed hiding well, living in seclusion in the city.

……Tibetan?

What are you hiding?

She had listened to him and put on her pants this morning, but now he might not be able to see her.

He chuckled through his face shield.

So I changed the direction of my feet and dragged the board across.

Standing in front of the crowd, the man took off his snow goggles and put on his face protection, revealing his dark eyes. His eyes were shaped like knives and exuded a majestic aura.

The light brown mole on the bridge of the nose is enough to make people stare at it, and at the same time imagine the face of Qingguo Qingcheng under the face protection.

Throwing away his skis, the man leaned against the railing and chatted with the person in charge. All he said was "Thank you for your help this afternoon" and "Nothing's wrong, that's all." He didn't notice how the people behind him looked at him or sighed...

But he felt a group of sneaky eyes from the crowd cast on his face.

A flick of the fingertips.

He had some evil thoughts again.

"Don't ask any tricky questions this afternoon," the man said, his voice more gentle than ever before. "I can't answer any questions other than snowboarding."

"That can't be mentioned." The person in charge waved his hand, "I'm sure you won't let anyone talk to you about it!"

"Well, then you should choose the representatives who ask questions carefully."

"That's for sure. That's for sure."

Shan Chong sneered, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and glanced casually at the crowd, then nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

He felt the gazes of the crowd staring at him, burning so much that they almost made him bleed. He had enough fun, so he stood up, bent over, picked up his skis, and waved his hands lazily in the direction of the crowd.

He just waved to all the people who were looking at him eagerly, then turned and walked away.

After the man left, she returned to the diving platform.

Weizhi's mind is empty.

There are only a bunch of bullet screens occupying all my thoughts.

The content of the barrage is: Did he see me? He probably didn’t see me. I hid so well that he definitely couldn’t see me. If he saw me, he would definitely come to say hello to me. What if he did it on purpose? He probably wouldn’t do it on purpose. What is the end of the universe? What does the peak of skiing look like? Where is the bad nature of men…

The lady next to her nudged her with her elbow and joked, "Mrs. Otaku, if you know anyone in the snow circle, please ask them about it. When this big guy breaks up one day, please let the world know."

Weizhi was shaken by her poking.

Gradually woke up from the shock.

Weizhi: “Oh.”

Wei Zhi: "Then I guess we don't have to wait too long, right?"

Weizhi: “Tomorrow.”

The little girl was silent for a moment, and added quietly:

"Tonight at the earliest."

…

At lunch, Weizhi sighed for the eighth time at his plate.

Her cell phone vibrated, she opened it and took a look. Seeing the bright red unread message flashing on the familiar Crayon Shin-chan avatar, she was not so excited for the first time.

【Chong: A group of people came to the dance floor this morning. They seem to be doing activities in the afternoon... Are you in there?】

Wei Zhi's hand went limp and the phone nearly fell into the soup bowl.

【Chong: I remember you also said that they also hung the sign you hung this morning during the event.】

Weizhi sighed.

[Girl Ji: We are not the same group of people, they are in the entertainment field, that kind of thing, I am in the social science field.]

She prayed that Dai Duo could suppress his arrogance as the leader of the "Hate Shan Chong Squad" this morning and not say a word to Shan Chong -

Not a single word.

Staring at the screen of my mobile phone, I saw the other person say "Oh" very calmly, and then sent two words -

【Chong: All right. 】

Staring at the two words, Wei Zhi began to doubt her life again. She never expected that more than ten years after graduating from elementary school, she would still have to read and understand two words.

The barrage of thoughts in my mind started to surge again: What does "okay" mean? What does "okay" mean? Why does "okay" sound so forced? What's going on with his impending storm? Is he testing me or giving me a chance to be honest? That shouldn't happen. He shouldn't see me. I hid so well. He doesn't have x-ray eyes...

Weizhi's fingers hovered over the keyboard of her mobile phone, hesitating for a long time about what to say. At this time, the person in charge of their activity came over again and knocked on the table in front of her.

She looked up from her phone blankly.

"I looked at the information and it seems that among all the topics here, only yours is about snowboarding, and it is related to the snowboard big jump," the person in charge said, "So, in the afternoon meeting room, you should prepare a few questions for the interaction with the big guys."

Weizhi: “?”

Weizhi: “What?”

The person in charge saw the little girl looking up at him, not knowing whether she was too surprised or what, but she was slow to respond. He couldn't help but sighed: "Interaction segment! Prepare some questions!"

Wei Zhi: “…Interaction?”

Person in charge: “Yeah.”

Wei Zhi: "What is the interactive part? Isn't it that the big guys sit up there and read the script, and we sit down there and listen and that's it?"

Person in charge: "No... Then, even a press conference should have a question-and-answer session, right?"

The person in charge said: "Just prepare a few questions. Just a few. It will be quick."

Wei Zhi blinked. Quick? It would be faster for me to prepare a coffin for myself.

Wei Zhi: “But I’m fine.”

Wei Zhi: "I, I, I don't want to ask questions."

Wei Zhi: "Forget it, I have a headache. I might have a fever. For the sake of public safety, I want to take a sick leave this afternoon and go to the hospital for a nucleic acid test."

The little girl's trembling was too real, and the person in charge couldn't help but sigh that it was really difficult for these people who usually squatted in front of the computer to write and draw to do this, so he looked at her with a look full of pity...

And never give in.

"The boss doesn't eat people."

"Yes," Wei Zhi held the phone in his hand and looked at the four words he had written with such confidence: "I work in social sciences." He felt like crying. Damn, tears welled up in his eyes. "It will eat people."

…

No one bought Weizhi's pitiful appearance.

After dinner, she was rushed to the hotel conference room like a herded duck. On the way, she suddenly recalled that Shan Chong had mentioned in the car that day that a sponsor had invited him to Chongli to hold an event...

He refused them all at that time.

She was delighted and thought it was a great coincidence that she was also going to Chongli, so she asked him to agree immediately.

…………………………………………If this isn’t insanity, what is it?

There were only two words "Emie" on the name card on her chest. If Emie still held on to a last glimmer of hope before arriving at the conference hall, when she saw the huge display sign on the table that read "Jizhi's Otaku", it can be said that her eyes went dark.

With a snap, he pushed the stage down.

Person in charge: "Otaku, what are you doing?"

Weizhi: “…”

Weizhi put the sign up again with a gloomy face.

Then, as the crowd found their seats, they heard a commotion at the door. Looking back, they saw several people with different auras walking in in twos and threes, both men and women, and a few of them were wearing jackets with national flags.

Shan Chong was the last one. At this moment, he had taken off his snow jacket and was wearing a sweatshirt. He turned around and talked to another person, who was taller than him and was also wearing the clothes of the national snow sports team.

The two of them looked relaxed and seemed to be chatting casually.

As he was speaking, the man seemed to sense something. He raised his eyes inadvertently and met the eyes of the little girl who was standing stiffly in her position and looking back at him.

The two of them only looked at each other for two or three seconds.

Wei Zhi, however, felt that it was as long as a century.

Those dark pupils didn't reveal much emotion, they just scanned her body up and down, and finally stopped for a few seconds on the nameplate in front of Wei Zhi.

He raised his hand, took off his mask, stared at her, moved his lips, and silently mouthed the word "social science".

When Wei Zhi's hair stood up one by one, he put on his mask again and looked away nonchalantly.

Wei Zhi felt like she was dancing a samba on Prince Yan's desk.

Not dead yet.

But it's almost the same.

She watched helplessly as her boyfriend followed a group of big men and slowly went up to the table reserved for the big men. This time they sat directly facing each other, and the man's eyes were cast at her with a bit of recklessness.

The light on the stage was so bright that Weizhi couldn't even deceive himself. He couldn't see the nameplate in front of her.

If hell had a physical form, it would probably look like the conference hall at Genting Highlands Hotel.

She couldn't remember what happened during the entire meeting, what steps were taken, or what slogans were shouted. It was basically that each big shot talked about the characteristics of the ice and snow sport he or she was good at, the related events in the Winter Olympics, and the future development prospects.

Snowboarding, a sport that has become popular in the past two years, was placed last as the focus.

This thing is meant to be broadcast externally.

Snowboarding is an event in the Winter Olympics, which is a medal-free field. The authorities have high expectations for the future development of snowboarding, so they are more particular when selecting people.

According to the previous person’s speech, Shan Chong was the only non-active athlete who had already retired. Unfortunately, the man had such a good image that when it was his turn to speak, the camera lens was tilted forward——

The man talked about the prospects of the Winter Olympics and the current promotion of ice and snow in the country. His tone was natural and steady, without any nervousness or excessive enthusiasm. He briefly introduced the branches of snowboarding, as well as the differences and similarities between snowboarding and skiing.

Then after he finished speaking, the microphone was stuffed into Weizhi's hand.

Like his mother's imperial sword——

Give her the kind she needs to commit suicide.

Holding the microphone, the host of the interactive session kept calling her "Otaku" all the time. When she was dizzy and her legs were weak from being called, the other party said as if to drive her to death: "Coincidentally, the content created by our Otaku who is here today coincides with the projects that Chongshen is good at..."

Weizhi: “…”

I still thought about it.

Host: "May I ask why Mrs. Otaku suddenly thought of creating a work related to the snowboard big air jump? As far as I know, the protagonist also starts with a big air jump athlete who is about to retire--"

Weizhi held the microphone.

I felt the man on the stage looking at me with a smile.

That smile...

Certainly not very loving.

Her mind was blank. She was almost about to pee her pants by the man's gaze. She turned to the host and said, "Aren't you going to ask him a question? Why did you ask me... No, ah, that - cut this part out?"

There was laughter at the scene.

Holding the microphone, the little girl was as embarrassed as a cooked shrimp, with smoke coming out of her head. The host said, "Hahaha, it seems that our otaku has a lot of questions to ask our worshippers, and can't wait!"

Can’t wait!

Wei Zhi dug his toes into his shoes, wishing he could dig a hole through his toes and bury himself in it so that even a Luoyang shovel wouldn't be able to dig himself out.

At this time, the man was still on top, smiling and saying, "Don't be nervous."

How gentle.

Everyone in the room was touched by his gentleness. The young ladies were in an uproar. If the most popular boss appeared today, they would probably get all the votes or something.

Wei Zhi is really going to be driven to death by him. Why is this guy always doing bad things? He will catch her stealing anything...

And then a public execution!

Can't you just be kind and loving to her?

So angry!

Thinking of this, she rebelled a little, pinched the microphone, and said, "I can ski and snowboard."

On the stage, the man curled his lips lazily: "Really?"

"I heard that snowboarding started late because it is not as friendly to beginners as skiing, and a good coach can play an important role in guiding and encouraging newbies who are brave enough to try snowboarding," the little girl raised her eyes. "As a master who eats skiing, how do you treat those hardworking newbies who seem to never learn no matter how hard they try?"

mean.

sigh.

Video recorded public execution.

"I don't teach newbies," the man said honestly. "It may be because I don't have enough love, as you said."

The people present were amused by his words.

Weizhi also wanted to laugh——

You guys are just laughing, what he said is the absolute truth.

On the stage, Shan Chong glanced down at her and felt that she was quite rebellious.

It seems that he really has a lot of resentment towards his mentor.

Although the master's school is full of traitors...

But he also needs to correct the evil tendencies in his sect.

“I’m not good at exaggerating. It’s commendable to bravely try all kinds of snowboarding. But I think we should also pay tribute to the ski guides who work tirelessly on the front lines of the ski resorts, willingly take off their own skis, and teach every newbie step by step.”

The man paused.

"You can't be a person without conscience. When you are riding in Niseko, Japan, traversing Hakuba in Nagano, squatting on Xinjiang Aiwen Avenue, or crawling through the small woods in Wanlong, Chongli... don't forget the person who knelt on the snow to teach you how to get up and how to slide. He——"

Weizhi took over his words.

"After the cable car was closed, he took me to an advanced path that was about 7 kilometers long and said: Either you push the car down the slope today, or I will come up to collect your body tomorrow morning."

She really meant what she said.

The truth was a bit bloody, and her colleagues around her turned around and looked at her with sympathy.

"You must have done something to him," the man said on the stage with an impeccable smile, "Normally a coach can't be that mean."

"I didn't do anything."

If you don't believe me, look in the mirror. He is born to be mean.

"It was just that in the first few days, he was not allowed to take off the face mask."

"Why?"

"That way, no matter how bad his mouth is, I can fix his mind to my liking and then forgive him."

"who?"

"Takeshi Kaneshiro...Takashi Kashiwara is also fine."

“…”

“…”

Sit on the table.

The man holding the microphone sat up straighter, the curve of his lips never changed. Looking at the little girl, he opened his thin lips slightly and emphasized three words that stunned everyone present -

"You deserve it."