Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

A thousand miles away, in a rice noodle shop near the provincial team.

Lou Sifan was messing with the rice noodles, rather absent-minded.

He sat opposite him, and when he saw that he looked abnormal, he didn't hide it, and asked directly: "What's wrong with you? Any thoughts?"

Lou Sifan said, "It's all right."

He Changsheng lowered his head and continued to eat noodles: "Oh."

When he didn't ask, Lou Sifan approached him instead, with a smile on his lips: "I don't ask if I say it's okay."

He Changsheng raised an eyebrow: "... ah?"

Lou Sifan just likes He Changsheng. He usually looks cold and indifferent. In fact, the response is always a bit slow. Compared to it, it is a bit more cute.

In this way, between wanting to refuse and welcoming each other, Lou Sifan felt that he was much closer to him.

This even wiped out some of the restlessness in his heart.

He said: "The recent Junior Skating Series has been quite lively. The coach organized us to watch the live broadcast during the class."

He Changsheng said: "We are also watching and found a lot of good seedlings."

Lou Sifan said, "You're looking at the double skating group. Guess who I saw in the single skating group?"

He Changsheng sucked hot rice noodles: "Who do you know?"

Lou Sifan looked at him with cheeks, and did not seem to intend to give him the answer directly.

... in other words, do they both know this person?

Soon, He Changsheng's mind emerged the child standing in the middle of the toilet, eyes full of stubborn coldness: "... is that child?"

Lou Sifan smiled and nodded.

The child named Dongge was so much like what he looked like when he first saw He Changsheng.

At that time, He Changsheng's lips were cracked, his cheeks were bruised, and his hair was plucked a lot. When he was kicked around by a group of sports school children, his eyes were still black and stubborn. Very well.

Moreover, in his memory, Xiao Dongge was as lonely as He Changsheng. He remembered seeing Xiao Dongge secretly feeding a little yellow dog, and he had seen him skate alone, daze alone, and ran to a crying chair on the ice rink after his parents quarreled.

This kind, sensitive, but prickly person can most arouse Lou Sifan's desire for protection.

The most important thing is that at that time, Changsheng faintly heard the beating from the toilet, his face was so ugly, how could he let it go.

He Changsheng asked: "How is he doing?"

Lou Sifan said: "The coach said that let's learn his connection, and also said that his connection is better than me in some places."

Lou Sifan held Dongge so high in his words, which made He Changsheng somewhat skeptical: "Is it so good?"

Lou Sifan got up and sat on the side of He Changsheng with his buttocks. He took out his mobile phone and showed him the video recorded inside.

That was the second qualifier for Dongge.

He was wearing a set of black and white bib pants, Coston, wearing a blue tie, and his hair was combed into a ponytail. A small amount of gold powder was swept at the end of his eyes. People see the moving aura in the meantime.

The song he chose is very lively, "Kikujiro's Summer", the ice blade under his foot is like a part of his body, and the ice is constantly jumping, and he is familiar with it.

However, his body was also quite soft. When he succeeded in making a standard Bellman spin after eight weeks of bowing and spinning, the light body like water droplets made many audiences cheer.

After watching the full field intently, He Changsheng made an objective evaluation: "You have to learn from him."

Lou Sifan, who thought he would be comforted: "..."

After hesitating for a long time, he said, "How do you say the same thing to coach Chen."

He Changsheng wondered: "Your connection is without him in place. Otherwise you want me to say."

Lou Sifan decided not to discuss this topic again.

After all, compared with a junior, how can this not make people happy.

He said, "Fortunately, we helped him, didn't we?"

He Changsheng thought for a while, but didn't speak.

... He clearly remembers that Dongge carried the light mop to carry the audience.

If they go too late, maybe Dongge can kill all four by themselves.

The thought of that child's life-saving mop rod made He Changsheng laugh a little.

Seeing He Changsheng evoke a little lip angle, Lou Sifan certainly thought he was laughing at himself, and his mood improved a lot.

When he saw the free winter song on the field, he couldn't help but think, if he didn't take the shot at first, help him in the toilet, and show that he and he know each other, he may still be Helping the same age of oppression, even if they hit back on the spot, they will inevitably be retaliated back, how can they get such a good opportunity.

In other words, without his own rescue, he might not have a chance to play ...

Thinking of this, Lou Sifan inexplicably became irritable again, sat back to his original seat, took two bites of cold rice noodles, and made himself think more positively.

...... So, he must be very grateful.

Just like He Changsheng at the beginning.

Thinking about this, Lou Sifan's expression finally eased a lot.

Chi Xiaochi didn't bother to trace his mental journey, it was not disgusting himself.

From his first appearance, he has become the darling of the media. After he successfully made it to the finals, many media came to interview him and Dongma.

When Dong Ma faced the camera for the first time, she was ashamed and nervous. Dong Ge sat beside her to accompany her silently and clenched her hands so that she could relax.

When the media asked how she had educated her child so well, Dong Mom's face turned red. Where did she feel embarrassed to put gold on her face, she had to say bluntly that it was the child's own effort.

When she said that, she took a peek at Dongge.

Dongge was also watching her secretly, with a longing in her eyes.

But after looking at Dongma for two seconds, he woke up dreamily, like a frightened bunny, and immediately turned his eyes away.

Dong mother was pierced by this look, her nose was sore immediately.

After the reporter left, Dong Ge moved down from the hotel sofa and sat down next to the bed, restrainingly said, "Mom, I will stay for a while and wait for my uncle to come back to the contestant's hotel."

Mother Dong gave a sigh and wiped her hands on the seam of the pants, not knowing what to say.

The sports channel on TV is showing highlights of this year's Canadian Skating Grand Prix. In conjunction with melodious music, Dongge suddenly heard Dongma's voice behind her and commented:

"I think they slide almost like you."

Dongge was a little nervous as soon as she talked to her mother, and the muscles in her back were stretched: "They slipped a lot better than me."

Mother Dong was in a hurry, and then domineering again: "Mom looks good if it looks good."

Dongge heard a word and looked back.

His eyes gradually began to surprise: "... Mum ..."

Mom Dong moved to him, her expression a little ashamed: "Mom watch with you."

Dongge looked at her mother, and her tears suddenly rolled down, big and round, and her eyelashes were wet.

Mother Dong was so distressed that her eyes were red, and she hugged the child into her arms: "What a cry, a boy ..."

Before the words were over, Dongma also cried.

Dongge was embarrassed in her arms, but was held tighter by Dong's mother.

She wiped her face and said in a crying voice, "Oh, my mother is strangling like this, don't look."

As a result of an intimacy, Chi Xiaochi used an excuse to take a bath, ran into the bathroom, drove the water to the maximum, and spit on his face by the sink with a blue face.

061 was so distressed that he filled him with a glass of water: "how did I cry."

Chi Xiaochi took the glass and rinsed his mouth. It took a while before he spoke: "... I'm not crying."

061 slightly stunned: "You mean ..."

Chi Xiaochi unbuttoned a button on the shirt and took a deep breath: "It's a winter song."

When Dong Feihong came to pick him up, he saw that the women were both wearing a pair of peach eyes.

He didn't say much, and after saying hello to Dongma, he planned to take Dongge back.

Mother Dong just had fun with her son Shih, and he was rather reluctant: "Can't I eat here? I'll take him to eat something good."

Dong Feihong knows that this is a good time to strengthen their mother-child relationship, but under the balance, he said, "Sister-in-law, tomorrow is the final, and the child must have a good spirit. He eats a contestant's meal, is nutritious and clean, and is taken out. Then, in case something goes wrong ... "

Mother Dong responded immediately: "That wouldn't work .... Send it back, pay attention to safety on the road. It's over tomorrow, and mom will take you to the restaurant."

Dong Feihong smiled and nodded, and said to Dongge, "Goodbye to my mother."

Dongge bowed her head slightly: "Goodbye, mom."

After walking outside the hotel room, he looked in and whispered, "... I will win the championship."

After the door was closed, the middle-aged woman was sitting on the bed, sour and sweet, with all kinds of tastes.

On the second day, she came early out of the field, and did not even open early.

While waiting, she bought a commemorative album and commemorative coins, and even bought a pair of skates that looked beautiful but did not meet the rules of the game at all.

Her anxiety, Dong Feihong, all looked at her: "Sister-in-law, you have some confidence in Dongge."

Mother Dong stubbornly said, "Yes, I don't. I can't count my own children."

That is to say, before Dongge played, she ran three toilets and asked Dong Feihong at least five times, "When is Xiaoge going?"

Each time Dong Feihong will repeat the ranking rules with a good temper.

Dongge ranked first in total points in previous games, so he will play last.

After hearing Dong Feihong's explanation, every time Dongma thoughtfully said "Oh", and after a while, she couldn't help but 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 play: No. 5, Dongge!"

Before Dongma had time to stand, the cheers and applause that filled the room made her dumbfounded.

...... Almost all the audience around was applauding her son.

They called Dongge's name and witnessed how the star of tomorrow rose.

Dong Ma was sitting in the auditorium with a huge emotional shock, so that she had tears in her eyes before she even saw the start of her son's game.

Dong Feihong patted Dongma's shoulder with one hand, while watching the person in the center of the field intently.

Chi Xiaochi, also known as Dongge, today wore a flamboyant Costen. The upper body is a gradient of red and white. The color is classic. The texture is like a good enamel. The lower body is pure black pants. Long legs.

His skin is white, and the bright red perfectly complements his white, and the gauze clothes are flowing by him.

Each set of Costen on his body was designed by Dongge and Dong Feihong, and then Dong Feihong invested to find someone to customize it. Each set was not less than 10,000 yuan.

And now this set can be regarded as Dong Feihong's favorite set.

When Dongge puts on it, it looks like a young and proud little phoenix.

The final was broadcast live on the Sports Channel.

At this moment, not only Dong Feihong and Dong Mom, Dong Dao also squatted in front of the TV and stared at the TV with a few old friends.

Old friend Jia pointed at Dongge on the TV and said, "Well, Xiao Dongge looks at his spirit."

Dad's mouth opened slightly.

In his memory, Dongge was a kid wrapped in a ball and dragging his nose, and he didn't like talking, and he didn't even like to look up at people.

But the half-young boy standing on the court now has a quiet eyebrow, a thin waist and long legs, which is quite different from the small fart he imagined.

The double-skate finals ended yesterday, so in the classrooms of He Changsheng and Lou Sifan, the winter song competition was being broadcast live simultaneously.

He Changsheng turned his pen to look at this younger brother with infinite possibilities, and wanted to see how he could play.

Lou Sifan also stared at the screen, not sure what he was thinking.

In countless or tangible or invisible eyes, Dongge caresses his shoulders with one hand and his eyes are half closed, like a kitten resting.

The moment the music sounded, he moved.

The narration is still performed by the two who were in the preliminaries of Winter Songs, but like others, their eyes on Dongge are completely different from those in the preliminaries.

Hearing the music, the non-professional commentator immediately said, "This song is the" Overture of the Undead. "

Retired athletes look at Dongge as if looking at a future hope: "He can be compatible with different performance styles."

The light is soft, and the ice surface is shimmering with thin light. The young Luo suit is flying from the wind.

Gauze clothes wrapped his body, such as water flood waves, his movements are still connected smoothly, but the dance steps have many gorgeous changes.

An elegant one-handed ice floe, plus a phantom spin, has cheered the audience.

And as the music gradually climaxed, Dongge's eyes gradually became blurred.

... A struggling undead is walking through the karma of hell, quenching and being reborn.

At the same time as the deep chanting sounds rang, Dongge's lips slightly opened, and as the chanting words were silently spoken, he opened his mouth and bit off his right-handed gloves, and stretched his hands out of the stage.

When he was still alive, this action caused a lot of criticism, many people think that he was out of favor, but at this moment, after he made it, almost detonated the audience.

Without waiting for the cheers to fall, he raised his wrists and leaped from the ice.

The retired athlete slammed and yelled, "3A! It's 3A!"

A child jumps out of 3A! Perfect, flawless 3A!

Lou Sifan, who was far away in Binshi, was stunned.

He Changsheng in the next classroom dropped the pen on his desk with a click.

But Dongge didn't even speed up his heartbeat. When the music gradually eased, he opened his arms, slid swallows, and toured the halftime, just like traveling through his own territory.

He is back.

Winter Song is back.

When the music fell, Dongge burst into tears.

He turned to look at the camera, and a drop of tears fell just at this moment, matching his slightly sweaty bangs and clear eyes, it was beautiful.

Breathing, Chi Xiaochi said to 061, "This time I'm going to cry myself."

This tear really made the media crazy. For a moment, countless words of beauty overflowed like winter songs.

Before waiting for Dongge to return to Binshi, an invitation letter was sent from the Hualien provincial team to the sports school.