Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 52
A rice noodle store near the provincial team, thousands of miles away.
Sifan Lou stirred the rice noodles and was a bit distracted.
Across from him sat Changsheng He, who saw his unusual expression and did not hide it, asking directly, “What’s wrong with you? Something on your mind?”
Sifan Lou said, “It’s okay.”
Changsheng He lowered his head and continued to eat the rice noodles, “Oh.”
When he didn’t ask, Sifan Lou came closer to him and said with a smile on his lips, “You won’t ask if I say it’s okay.”
Changsheng He raised an eyebrow: “…… ah?”
Sifan Lou just likes Changsheng He, who usually looks cold and aloof, but actually always reacts a little slow, but in contrast, it is more than a little cute.
In this way, Sifan Lou feels much closer to him.
This even dispelled some of the restlessness in his mind.
He said, “The junior skating series has been pretty lively lately, and the coaches are organizing for us to watch it live in class.”
Changsheng He said, “We’re also looking at it, and we’re finding a lot of good candidates.”
Sifan Lou said, “You’re all watching the pairs, right? Guess who I saw in the singles group?”
Changsheng He inhaled the steaming rice noodles: “Who is it, you know?”
Sifan Lou looked at him with his cheek, as if he wasn’t going to give him a straight answer.
…… That is, this person they both know?
Soon, the child standing in the middle of the toilet, with stubborn and cold eyes, came to Changsheng He’s mind: “…… is that child?”
Sifan Lou smiles and nods.
The child named Dongge looked too much like Changsheng He when he first saw him.
At that time, Changsheng He had a broken lip and bruised cheeks, his hair was pulled out by a large hand, and he was surrounded by a group of children from the gymnasium, kicking and beating, but when he was helped up, his eyes were still dark and stubborn, defiant.
And, in his memory, little Dongge was just as lonely as Changsheng He. He remembers seeing him sneak out to feed a yellow dog, and seeing him skating alone, staring alone, crying alone on a rink bench after a fight between his parents.
This kind, sensitive, yet prickly person is the most protective of Sifan Lou.
The most critical thing is that at that time Nagasu faintly heard the sound of beating coming from the toilet, the face so ugly, how can you let it go.
Changsheng He asked, “How did he do?”
Sifan Lou said, “The coach said we should learn his articulation and said he did some things better than I did.”
Sifan Lou’s words were so high in praise of Winter Song that Changsheng He was a bit skeptical: “Is it that good?”
Sifan Lou got up and sat on his butt next to Changsheng He, pulled out his cell phone and showed him the video recorded inside.
That was the second qualifier that Winter Song participated in.
He wore a black and white backpack pants style Siteng Kao, wearing a small blue tie, hair also combed into a small ponytail, the end of the eyes swept a little gold powder, with a light eye wave, a casual glance to the camera can be seen in the moving aura.
He chose a lively tune, “Kikujiro’s Summer,” and the ice blade under his feet was like a part of his body, and he did the uninterrupted little dips on the ice with ease.
However, his body was also quite soft, and when he managed to make a standard Bellman spin after eight weeks of bowing and spinning, his drop-like light body called many spectators to cheer.
Changsheng He watched the whole show intently and then objectively commented, “You have to learn from him.”
Sifan Lou, who had expected to be comforted: “……”
After holding it in for half a day, he said, “Why are you telling the same thing as Coach Chen.”
Changsheng He was a little puzzled: “Your articulation is not as spot on as his. What else do you want me to say.”
Sifan Lou decided not to discuss this topic anymore.
After all, comparing him to a junior, it can’t be called pleasant.
He said, “It’s a good thing we helped him out in the first place, isn’t it?”
Changsheng He thought about it and didn’t say anything.
…… he clearly remembered that day is the winter song himself manipulated a light mop pole to carry the whole field.
If they go a little later, it is possible that the winter song can be a person to destroy all four.
Changsheng He wanted to laugh when he thought of the kid’s life-threatening mop stick.
Seeing Changsheng He’s lips curved a little bit, Sifan Lou of course thought he was smiling at himself, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.
When he sees the winter song that swings freely on the field, he can’t help but think that if he hadn’t stepped in and helped him out in the toilet and made it clear that he and he knew each other, he might still be being bullied by a bunch of his peers now, even if he fought back on the spot, he would inevitably be retaliated back later, and how he could get such a good opportunity.
In other words, without that save of his own, he probably wouldn’t have had the opportunity to play ……
Thinking about it, Sifan Lou inexplicably got irritated again, sat back down and ate two bites of the cold rice noodles to make himself think more positively.
…… said so, he must be very grateful to himself.
Just like Changsheng He did at the time.
With this in mind, Sifan Lou’s expression finally eased up.
Xiaochi Chi couldn’t be bothered to delve into his emotional journey; it was not worth disgusting himself further.
From his first appearance, he became the darling of the media. After he managed to advance to the final, there were even more media to interview him and Winter’s mother.
Winter mother for the first time in the face of the camera when blushing and nervous, winter song is sitting next to her company, silently hold her hand, so that she relaxed, just like a small adult has been modeled.
When asked by the media how she educated her children to be so good, the winter mother’s face is red, where it is not good to put gold on their own face, only to say, panting, it is the child’s own efforts.
As she said this, she stole a glance at Winter Song.
The winter song is also peeking at her, eyes full of childish longing.
But after two seconds of staring at Winter’s mother, he woke up like a dream, like a frightened bunny, and immediately turned his gaze away.
Winter mother was poked in the heart by this look and her nose immediately sank.
When the reporter left, Dongge moved down from the hotel sofa and sat on the edge of the bed and said with restraint, “Mom, I’ll stay a little longer and wait for my little uncle to come over and send me back to the player’s hotel.”
Winter mother hey, hand wiped at the edge of the pants seam, do not know what to say.
The sports channel on TV was playing highlights of this year’s Canada Grand Prix skating, and with the melodious music, Winter Song suddenly heard Winter’s mother behind her comment:
“I see they skate almost as well as you do haha.”
Winter Song was a little nervous as soon as she spoke to her mother, and the muscles in her back tensed up: “They skate much better than I do.”
Winter mother anxious, and domineering a time: “Mom look good is good.”
Winter Song sniffed and looked back.
Surprise gradually flooded his gaze: “…… mom ……”
Winter’s mother moved to his side, looking a little ashamed: “Mom is watching with you.”
Winter song looked at his mother, tears suddenly rolled down, a drop of big and round, eyelashes were beaten wet.
Winter mother heartbroken eyes are red, the child into the arms of a hug: “crying what, a boy ……”
Before the words were finished, Winter’s mother also cried.
Winter song rubbed in her arms, as if embarrassed, but was hugged tighter by winter mother.
She wiped her face and said with a sobbing voice, “Oh, mom is so shabby, don’t look.”
As a result of the intimacy, Xiaochi Chi excuses herself to take a shower, runs into the bathroom, turns the water on as high as it will go, and throws up on the side of the sink, turning her face blue.
061 was distressed and gave him a glass full of water: “Why are you crying?”
Xiaochi Chi took the glass and rinsed her mouth, and it took a while before she spoke, “…… is not what I want to cry about.”
061 slightly stunned: “You mean ……”
Xiaochi Chi unbuttoned one of the buttons on his shirt and took a deep breath, “It’s Winter Song.”
When Feihong Dong came to pick him up, he saw that the mother and son were both wearing a pair of peach eyes.
He didn’t say much, and after saying hello to Winter’s mother, he planned to take Winter Song back.
Winter’s mother, who had just released the happy knot with her son, said rather reluctantly, “Can’t you eat here? I’ll take him to eat something nice.”
Feihong Dong knew it was a good time to cement their mother-son relationship, but on balance, he said, “Sister-in-law, the finals are tomorrow, and the child needs to be well nourished. He eats a player’s meal, nutritious and clean, so if he takes it out, he’ll eat badly ……”
Winter mother immediately reacted: “That can not be. …… send it back, pay attention to safety on the way. Tomorrow than after, mom take you down to a good restaurant.”
Feihong Dong smiled and nodded, and then told Dong Ge, “Say goodbye to mom.”
Winter Song bowed her head slightly, “Bye mom.”
After walking outside the hotel room, he poked his head in again and whispered, “…… I’ll take the title.”
After the door closed, the middle-aged woman sat on the bed, her heart sour, sweet and astringent, a hundred flavors.
On the second day, she arrived early outside the arena, so early that the arena was not even open yet.
While waiting, she bought souvenir books and coins, and even a pair of ice skates that looked pretty but didn’t fit the rules of the competition at all.
Her anxiety Feihong Dong all in the eyes: “Sister-in-law, you have some confidence in Dong Ge.”
The mother of the winter mouth hard: “Yes, how can I not. My own children I can not count in my heart.”
That said, she made three trips to the bathroom and asked Feihong Dong at least five times “when is Xiao Ge going to be on?” before Dong went on.
Each time, Feihong Dong would kindly repeat the rules of appearance in reverse order of ranking.
Winter Song was in first place in total points in the previous tournament, so he will be the last one to play.
After listening to Feihong Dong’s explanation, Dong’s mother would give a thoughtful “oh” every time, and after a while she would ask again.
She didn’t even resist running to the smoking area to smoke a cigarette.
After a long wait, the commentator finally announced, “The next player, and the last player to appear: No. 5, Winter Song!”
The cheers and applause that rang out all over the room made her dumbfounded before Winter’s mother had a chance to stand up.
The audience around …… was almost all cheering for her son.
They called Winter Song’s name and witnessed how this star of tomorrow rose.
Winter’s mother sat in the audience with a huge emotional impact that brought tears to her eyes before she even saw her son’s game begin.
Feihong Dong patted Dong’s mother’s shoulder with one hand, while looking intently at the person in the center of the field.
Xiaochi Chi, also known as winter song, today wore a flowing style Siteng Kao, the upper body is a gradient of red and white two colors, classical color, texture like good enamel, the lower body is pure black pants, more set off a pair of natural long legs.
His skin is on the white side, the bright red will be his white perfectly set off, gauze clothing is he wore quite a sense of flow.
Each set of Siteng Kao on his body was designed by Dong Ge and Feihong Dong, and then Feihong Dong paid for a special order, each set is no less than 10,000 yuan.
The current set can be considered as Feihong Dong’s favorite set.
When Winter Song wears it, she looks like a young and proud little phoenix.
This final was broadcasted live on the Sports Channel.
At this moment, not only Feihong Dong and Dong’s mother, but also Dong’s father is squatting in front of the TV, staring at it with some old friends.
Old friend A pointed to the winter song on the TV and said, “Hey, the little winter song looks really spirited.”
Winter’s father’s mouth was slightly open.
In his memory, winter song is a wrapped into a doughnut, dragging the snot of the child, do not like to talk, do not even like to look up at people, three sticks to whip out a fart.
But now the half-grown teenager standing on the field, with quiet eyebrows and long, lean waist and legs, is actually a far cry from the little kid he imagined.
The final of the pairs skating was finished yesterday, so the Winter Song competition was simulcast in both Changsheng He and Sifan Lou’s classrooms.
Changsheng He twirls his pen and looks at his brother, who still has unlimited possibilities, to see how he can play.
Sifan Lou also stared at the screen, wondering what he was thinking.
In countless or tangible or invisible gaze, winter song with one hand on the shoulder, eyes half closed, such as resting kitten.
At the moment the music started, he moved.
The commentary was still performed by the same two who were at Winter Song’s preliminaries, but they, like everyone else, looked at Winter Song very differently than they did at the preliminaries.
Hearing the music, the lay commentator immediately said, “The song is ‘Overture to the Dead’.”
The retired athlete looks at Winter Song as if he were looking at a future hope: “He’s compatible with different performance styles.”
The light is soft, the ice surface is flooded with a thin shimmer, the teenager robe from the wind, fluttering as if flying.
The gauzy garment wrapped around his body, like water flooded with waves, his movements were still articulated and smooth, but the dance had many more gorgeous variations.
A floating one-handed ice float, plus a phantom spin, already had the whole crowd cheering.
And as the music grew high – tide, Winter Song’s gaze gradually became blurred.
…… A struggling undead is tripping through the karmic fires of hell, quenching and rebirth.
At the same time as the low reading of the white voice, the winter song lips slightly open, with the reading of the white word word silently read, then, he opened his mouth to bite off his right glove, reaching out to fling the stage.
When he was still alive, this action had caused a lot of criticism, many people thought he was clamoring for attention, but at the moment, after he made it, almost set off the whole audience.
Without waiting for the cheers to fall, he hooked his wrist and leapt up from the ice.
The retired athlete choked violently and lost his voice: “3A!
A child jumped out of 3A! Perfect, flawless 3A!
Sifan Lou, who was far away from Bin City, was dumbfounded by the situation.
Changsheng He, in the classroom next door, spins a pen in his hand and drops it to the desk with a clatter.
But Winter Song did not even speed up his heartbeat, and as the music softened, he stretched his arms and swallowed the glide, touring half the field, as if touring the territory that belonged to him.
He’s back.
Winter Song is back.
Only when the music fell, Winter Song was stunned and fell into tears.
He turned his head to look at the camera, a tear also fell at this time, with his slightly sweaty bangs and clear eyes, beautiful to the palpitations of the heart.
Xiaochi Chi gasped and said to 061, “I’m the one who’s going to cry this time.”
This tear also really made the media go crazy, and for a while, countless words of praise came like snowflakes towards Winter Song.
And not even waiting for Winter Song to return to Bin City, an invitation letter was sent to the gymnasium from the provincial team of skating.
