Shen wheel

Cheng Yu used the "Bra.ve" set in the exchange competition for the fancy slalom program.

Qiu Yang has been standing beside Qin Zhoumu, watching Cheng Yu enter and warm up, and it seems that someone asked him something, Qiu Yang saw him shaking his head.

"Brother Qin, is A Yu's strength crushing?" Qiu Yang put his phone back in his pocket and turned to ask Qin Zhoumu, "The last exchange match was like a high-end game."

Qin Zhoumu said: "If A Yu hears this, he will probably kick you again. Underestimating your opponent is the biggest negation of yourself. Whether it is a high-end game or not, it is the same to him."

Qiu Yang: "A Yu is right."

"But I can tell you." Qin Zhoumu whispered, "He will win."

Qiu Yang nodded in agreement, but didn't ask him why he was so sure about Cheng Yuying.

Qiu Yang took out the camera, and there was a videographer on the field, but Qiu Yang preferred the Cheng Yu he saw through his eyes, probably because Cheng Yu had told him about the arrangement of "Bra.ve" before. Inspiration and the emotional world you want to convey.

Cheng Yu said that because it was a routine from a year ago, although it would not be a big problem to retake the game, he still wanted to modify the details.

It may only take a week to arrange a program, but it takes a month or even two months to revise a program.

So what Qiu Yang and the others saw now was Cheng Yu's modified routine after the exchange match ended in a few days of rest.

I won't go into details about the process of the competition. As Qin Zhoumu said, Cheng Yu won, the champion of the young men's fancy slalom.

After Cheng Yu got off the court, he went straight to Qiu Yang and Qin Zhoumu. Qin Zhoumu was still the same as before. After he got off the court, he directly pointed out his strengths and weaknesses. Yu praised God.

"Hey, did you see that little braid? His face is distorted with anger." Qiu Yang motioned Cheng Yu to look at Song Chen on the other side.

Cheng Yu turned his head and took a look, wiped off his sweat with a towel, and said, "Why do you still remember, I forgot."

Qiu Yang asked three times: "Ah? What? What?"

"His choreography is pretty good, and his style is unique, so he should be a good opponent." Cheng Yu said rationally.

Qiu Yang also understood, no wonder he always said "enemies are also friends", that's what it meant.

Song Chen over there took a few glances at them, and then he came over. Cheng Yu was a dark horse, as if he had been born out of nowhere. His coach just told him about Cheng Yu's previous competition results. I regret that I am narrow-minded, but whoever sees a little-known "little character" getting involved with an idol master will always feel a little uncomfortable.

So Song Chen, who was not feeling well, became impulsive. After being impulsive, he regretted it. After regretting, he felt that he was really boring. He deliberately ran over to provoke others, but he was reprimanded with a single sentence. In the afternoon, he was abused until his face disappeared in public.

His master said that he is impatient and unstable, so even the style of his program gives people a feeling of speeding forward, as if he is always running, without a chance to breathe, so his program is more inclined to "speed".

Cheng Yu memorized his routine style, and already had a plan in mind. Fancy slalom is a self-performance, and it is also a silent duel. Who wins depends on who is more suitable for his performance world, and of course, to please the referee.

Song Chen slid in front of Cheng Yu, still with that unruly aura, but his expression was not as dismissive as before. He raised his head slightly, as if he thought it would be cool to talk to people like this, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that It's not necessary, just keep eye level with Cheng Yu.

"You... your performance is not bad." After holding back for a long time, Song Chen choked out this sentence, but after all, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Qin Zhoumu, but he was still unconvinced in his heart.

Because everyone is the same in terms of hard work, he can regard Cheng Yu as a strong opponent, but he doesn't think he will fail.

"Black Swan, go back and practice, you're stuck." Cheng Yu said.

Song Chen: "..."

Qiu Yang looked at Song Chen provocatively with his arms folded, and said to Cheng Yu, "Slipped, I'm still in a hurry to go back to school."

Cheng Yu took a deep look at Song Chen, and finally said, "See you at the national competition."

Song Chen smiled, "Okay, see you in the national competition!"

"Black swan." Cheng Yu repeated.

Song Chen nodded, "Thank you."

But to point out the shortcomings of others so directly, Song Chen thinks that this person is really upright.

After the awards ceremony was over, Cheng Yu and the others hurried back to Jinan. On the way back, the two of them sat in the back, Qin Zhoumu was driving, and Qiu Yang leaned over to ask, "Ah Yu, did you intentionally follow me?" That little braid told him to pay attention to his movements?"

Cheng Yu smiled mysteriously: "Perhaps he dragged my master into the gauntlet, and I'm not allowed to dismantle his platform in public?"

Qiu Yang squeezed his face and said, "Ayu, when did you become so dark?"

Qin Zhoumu said in a timely manner: "Most of the people who come to the club to play are kicked back by him."

Qiu Yang became interested and hurriedly asked, "How did you kick it?"

Qin Zhoumu said: "A set of clean and tidy combos, saying that he is a part-time club worker, has nothing to say to people. Sometimes my master and I think that if it is outside, people will beat me up. I don’t know who to take revenge on.”

"That's fine, let's be more aggressive in the future. Isn't there Brother Yang? Besides, if you lose in the kick-off game, you'll still be behind your back. That's a matter of character."

"I don't know, who knows what other people think." Cheng Yu smiled indifferently.

Don't I feel like having fun is more important than anything else?

Qin Zhoumu seemed to have remembered something, and looked in the rearview mirror again, as if he had discovered something, smiled imperceptibly, and then swiped a few times on the phone, the name of the other party in the chat box was "Xu Erzhu" , the sending content is "there is a situation".

The other party replied: Sooner or later.

They arrived in Jinan in the afternoon, Cheng Yu didn't go to the club and went home directly, went to school on time for evening self-study, Qiu Yang was not in the classroom for evening self-study, usually spent in the studio, art students are always busier than culture students One point, although studying a major has added a layer of security, whether or not he works hard is not determined by whether he can go to university or not. In this regard, Qiu Yang is very clear about what he should and should not do.

After evening self-study, Qi Ming and Zuo Jiang lay down on the back door of their class and looked in. Qiu Yang hadn't come back yet, so Cheng Yu looked back and opened the back door.

"Qiu Yang hasn't come back yet." Cheng Yu said.

Zuo Jiang nodded gratifiedly like an old master: "Not bad, not bad, it seems to be in good condition, how is the game going?"

"It's okay." Cheng Yu replied.

"Winning the championship also abused a provocative thorn in the way!" Qiu Yang came in through the front door.

"Cao Cao is not as fast as your mother, you must have ears!" Zuo Jiang was taken aback.

Qi Ming was thoughtful: "What about thorns?"

"Well, I must feel a little bit disappointed when I meet an opponent stronger than myself." Qiu Yang said, "It's the champion of the provincial league last time, that braid."

"My name is Song Chen, why can you give everyone a nickname?" Cheng Yu was quite helpless.

"Hey, why are you talking to him?" Qiu Yang put the pen curtain on the table and sat on Cheng Yu's table, "You can just talk to him for that tree, but this time you don't know that little brat. Help him speak?"

Cheng Yu was puzzled: "When did I speak for them?"

"Just now!"

"If you don't call someone by name, who will know who it is, Little Braid?"

"Look, aren't you aiming at him?"

"Qiu Yang, come here, I'll fucking beat you to death, why are you so jealous!" Cheng Yu finally understood.

"Don't talk about others if you have something to say." Cheng Yu pulled the schoolbag out from under Qiu Yang's buttocks, "Can't you go now!"

"Let's go, let's go." Qiu Yang accepted it when he saw it, and immediately walked out with his arms around Cheng Yu's shoulders, saying as he walked, "I won't say anything if they have a good attitude, but look at those people No matter how bad your attitude is, can Brother Yang make you feel wronged? No... Next time, you should torture them well and convince them..."

Zuo Jiang and Qi Ming: "..." What the fuck?How about showing affection?

The author has something to say: I haven’t updated in the past few days. On the one hand, I went out to play. It’s different from Qiu Yang’s view of love, but after all, what they stick to is each other. You may not believe it. I don’t think I can control their way of getting along. Sometimes I feel that this is not a couple but more like a couple. Confidant, in short, trust me, I will let them infiltrate later, pay attention to infiltrate the life of the other party, and slowly discover the other party's outlook on the world and life, as well as the various relationships of friends around you.

After so much rambling, I don’t know what I’m talking about. Let’s start updating normally tomorrow. The update time will be uncertain, just for the five or six clicks at the end of each chapter. I will update until the day it ends.