The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 37 The deepest feeling this year is loss
After editing the content, I took a deep breath and sent it out after reading it repeatedly and feeling that there was no problem.

At this time, Qiao Yiyuan was reaching out to press the button of the special elevator, the phone in his pocket was vibrating, he took it out when he walked into the elevator, and when he saw the WeChat, the first thing in his mind was whether it was from Meng Yao.

Seeing that it was her post, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

—— "That friend who works part-time at Meiran Bar?"

Meng Yao's reply was quick.

——"Yes, she is my best friend. It is because of her that I can go to your ice rink to practice."

Question marks flashed across Qiao Yiyuan's mind.

--"How to say?"

As soon as the content was sent out, the elevator door slowly opened in the parking lot on the basement level. He walked out, took out the car key with the other hand and pressed the unlock button, and the car flickered in the dimly lit parking lot.

——"The owner of the cake shop she works for is Uncle Yang's daughter."

Qiao Yiyuan got into the car, read her reply and knew it, looked at the watch on his left hand, it was almost 06:30, and edited the content again.

--"have you eaten."

——"No. The coach asked me to think about the theme of this season this afternoon. I have to choose songs to participate in the championship next month. I don't even have a clue. I want to find some songs online. If I can't choose what I like, I can only let the coach select."

As soon as Meng Yao sent it, Qiao Yiyuan's call came in.

Looking at the caller ID, her heart suddenly started beating uncontrollably, and she stared blankly at the words 'Mr. Qiao' on the screen for more than ten seconds before connecting with her breath.

"Hey?"

"It's not holding the phone and taking so long to answer it."

"It was a sudden accident, and I didn't have time to react." After speaking, I felt a little embarrassed.

Mr. Qiao actually took the initiative to call her, wouldn't it surprise her.

Hearing this, he felt that her answer was a little cute, so he sneered slightly inaudibly.

"No matter how busy you are, you have to fill the Wu Zang Temple. Tell me the address, and I'll go find you and have dinner together."

Eh?
Meng Yao was stunned, Mr. Qiao wanted to come to her for dinner? !
"Address." Didn't hear her answer, he repeated, with a light habitual command in his tone.

His tone reminded her of the last time when he pretended to be her brother and helped her teach Yan Xiaoyan a lesson. At that time, she really hated his domineering and self-righteous posture, but soon she didn't hate it anymore. It was someone else's fault for others to speak rudely, but she It was her fault to hit someone impulsively.

Hearing that he is still commanding now, I still can't hate him, because it's for filling the temple of five viscera.

"I'm on Xinsong Road..."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Yao felt like she was dreaming.

Mr. Qiao seems to have become milder?

When Qiao Yiyuan arrived, Meng Yao sat on the carved bench on the sidewalk and watched the cars coming and going. During the period, she called Aunt Meng and asked how Mrs. Meng was doing. When she learned that there was no progress, her mood dropped several feet. .

"Meng Yao."

Qiao Yiyuan pushed open one of the car doors sideways, bent over to look at her sitting on the bench on the sidewalk, and shouted.

After getting in the car, Qiao Yiyuan chatted with Meng Yao about how to set the season theme and select songs while driving.

Meng Yao thought of her father who died and her mother who was in the hospital. She lost these two almost at the same time. The parents who once loved her like jewels and treasures, one left her forever, and the other returned to her at some unknown time. Unable to enter the national team as he wished.

"The deepest feeling this year is loss."

Hearing this, he looked at her from the side, and said calmly after seeing the situation on the way back, "You can use this as the theme. In terms of repertoire, if someone you know can write songs, you can tailor the theme song, which is more in line with your mood. It sounds more empathetic and scores higher.”

　Chapters 035 and 036 have been adjusted. For those who have read it, please refresh and look back, otherwise you will not be able to connect~
　　
　
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