ice emperor

Under An Zexian's call, An Yi apologized to the two friends around him, followed the pace of the three grown men, and walked towards the coach's new office area.

Five or six minutes later, they entered Julianne Pat's office at the invitation of him, and were immediately 'overwhelmed' by the romantic decoration in the room, making An Yi and his father look at each other with a wry smile, feeling emotional, and wanted to complain at the same time, inside the room In addition to the necessary office supplies, whether it is the decorative paintings hanging on the wall, the arrangement on the desk, the vase filled with delicate roses at the floor-to-ceiling windows, where is the room where men should stay, the fragrant flowers in the air, It's even sweeter than a girl's boudoir.

But it is also possible that the two of them, who regarded themselves as traditional Chinese men, made too much fuss.

James Joyce, who was with them, didn't have any discomfort. On the contrary, he enjoyed the atmosphere and praised Julian's taste.

An Yi was shocked when she heard it, and kept exclaiming in her heart, "Joyce, don't do it!"Didn't you notice the green light in that French peacock's eye when he heard you say that? '

You have been targeted by him, do you know that!The more you appreciate him, the closer you are to danger.Even with your body shape, you shouldn't be at a disadvantage.

"Very well, dear Ann. It's really wise to take my advice, whatever your heart may be."

Entering the office, closing the curtains, reducing the indoor light, Julian Pat turned on the computer on the desk, switched on the power of the projector and waited for a minute or two, editing a clip from An Yi's last season, short program, free skate , The highlight video of the performance slide was played on the projection cloth hanging on the west wall of the house.

"This is the game video of Lewis last season. The technical aspect of action is James' work. I mainly comment on the artistic performance and action choreography in Louis's program. I have to say... Well, I am a little surprised. After I review the whole last season , After all the videos of Louis, I found that when he was skating on the show, he understood and interpreted the music quite well."

Having said that, he controlled the video to fast-forward and rewind, and focused on analyzing several highlights in An Yi's program. He turned his head and glanced at An Zexian who was sitting on the sofa by the wall, with a vaguely proud expression on his face. The voice turned and continued.

"But! Please forgive me for thinking that in the Louis World Youth Championships, the technical and artistic scores of the free skating are a bit inflated. I think you also understand how encouraging the referees' 5 is, and how many after Louis, There's no reason for the other players to play."

"I think that if there are athletes after him, his technical and artistic points in the free skating will be reduced by at least 2 or even 3. I wonder if you agree with my judgment?"

Expressing his opinion, Julian Pat swept his gaze over the faces of the three of them, An Zexian was not surprised that Joyce knew this, and An Yi expressed satisfaction with his frowning and thoughtful reaction.

Immediately afterwards, he replayed the video, focusing on evaluating An Yi's body posture and facial expressions while skating.After a few compliments, the topic changed, and a few full-body photos and bare-headed photos taken during the Anyi World Youth Championship were put on the screen, and they began to get into the main topic of calling the three of them.

As the 'protagonist', An Yi was sitting on the sofa looking at his own photo, and was a little confused about the intentions of this French man, when he saw this handsome, handsome blond man operating on the computer for a while, A drawing software was opened in the blank space of the photo.

Then, he controlled the mouse in his hand and circled it, nodding, shaking his head, frowning, and thinking from time to time during the process.It seemed that An Yi was doing something very brain-consuming, and Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

"Well, Ann, Louis, James, what I'm going to say next is just a personal suggestion, and you can accept it or not. Ann should know that although I have been engaged in art-related work before, I occasionally help clients design their personal images. So I Think, you don’t think I’m meddling in my own business?”

After hearing his words, he nodded and glanced at his An Zexian. Julian Pat fixed his eyes on An Yi's face. After observing for a few seconds, he moved his fingers and zoomed in on the helper. He took a bareheaded photo, controlled the mouse pointer to scan his face line, eyebrow shape, and hairstyle a few times and said.

"Undoubtedly, he inherited Ann's heroic appearance and genetic blood from his mother. Louis has an outstanding appearance, and his personal temperament also has both the mystery of the East and the variety of the West. In terms of body curves, he is tall and slender with a well-proportioned skeleton. Fortunately, every part is developed just right, and no part is too long or too short. If he has not devoted himself to figure skating, I think I would suggest him to try ballet or modern dance."

He said a lot of good things, without a single flaw, referring to this elusive character, An Yi couldn't believe it.

as predicted!

Just when he was puzzled and felt that all this was so unreal, Julian Pater changed his tone and words, from the gentle and soothing moment before, to suddenly radical and hasty.

The sharpness of the voice is like a roller coaster rushing to the sky, like a dagger piercing into the heart of the heart.His lamentation and surprise are vividly expressed and penetrated into the bone marrow, making it unforgettable after hearing it.

"But! Please forgive me for being a little excited, because only in this way can I express my heartache! Please pay attention to the three of you, please look at the peak of his eyebrows, look at the bottom of the tail of his eyebrows. What's there? The miscellaneous eyebrows that have not been trimmed Messy and messy hair!! Obviously very black and bright, perfect eyebrow shape, but it has never been taken care of, and has no chance to show its true charm to the world!"

"And here, look here!"

He accentuated his voice and slapped his palms on the table for further emphasis.

"Look at the hair on his forehead, the messy hair on the top of his head, I can't understand the hairstyle of the whole person! Ann, James, don't you usually only care about Louis's skating skills? Have you never asked someone to design it for him? Personal image? Oh~~ Do you have to be reminded by someone to remember that the external image of the athlete in the competition, there is no doubt! [-]% can affect the first impression of the scoring referee?!"

Heartbroken, chant like mourning.

From the bottom of his heart, Julian Pat, who felt that a beautiful work of art had been ruined, pushed away his chair and stood up, with his emotional right hand touching his chest and covering his heart, and his breathing seemed a little short due to being too excited.

It was the first time for An Yi to see such a character in his past and present life, so he was inevitably a little dumbfounded.He exchanged glances with his father An Zexian, who was not surprised and couldn't laugh or cry, and quietly waited for the follow-up development of the matter without saying a word.

Sure enough, they didn't make them wait long. Julian Pat, who quickly adjusted his mood, sat back at the desk and pulled the chair again. After tapping his fingers on the computer keyboard for a while, he snorted and used a , "Mortals, come and worship the God of Beauty" with a haughty expression, throwing a recent photo of An Yi 2 version that has obviously been processed by a computer, onto the screen of the projector On the road, three rough men who didn't understand the slightest bit of aesthetics shocked them.

It was also from this moment that Julian realized that he still had a lot to do in the future.The most important thing is to help these poor guys in front of them establish the most basic aesthetic concepts.

"this is me?"

The photo appeared, and the office was silent, except for the sound of the computer running, and the sound of several people breathing.

An Yi looked at his own photo on the curtain with rapt attention. After a moment of surprise, when he woke up, he couldn't believe it was his own face.

In the photo, his face shape has not changed, his eyebrows and eyes have not changed, but the shape of his eyebrows has been trimmed, the contours of his eyes have been highlighted, and his spirit has been highlighted.Just let him in the photo look like a different person.

And the hairstyle, which is different from the semi-long hairy bun he has always been used to.

In the curtain, his hair is longer, and it seems to have been sprayed with something like jelly water, and he simply grabbed a shape with his hands.It seems casual and messy, but in fact it has a clear sense of hierarchy, especially the slanted Liuhai that sets off his blue eyes.

All of a sudden, the handsome young man in the photo got rid of the youthful and immature feeling brought by his age and appearance, matched with the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the clear eyes looking directly at the camera, exuding a sense of grasping The hearts of the people are itchy, making people feel good and want to get closer, but they can faintly feel a sharp and dangerous heroic spirit.

"How do you feel? Hmph! You can tell from your expressions, I think you must be very satisfied with Louis' new image, right?"

Taking out his works and proving himself, Julian Patt was full of confidence. He leaned back on the chair and admired the expressions of the three of them for a while. Just as he was about to continue talking about something else, he unexpectedly saw the former prey sitting next to his 'boss' , stood up from the seat.

Especially An Yi, who was sitting next to his father, turned his attention almost the second An Zexian made a move.Watching his father walk to Julian, he picked up the keyboard and mouse, and started fiddling with something. Three or four minutes later, he stopped, and he nodded and smiled while pinching the soft flesh on his chin with his right hand, obviously very satisfied with his results.

However, the person closest to him obviously didn't think so.

An Yi can be sure that at the same moment his father finished the work at hand, Julian Pat's handsome face darkened, his eyelids twitched, and he couldn't control the muscles around his eyes to stare at his father.

He couldn't help being curious, wanting to know what his own father did to make Julian show such an expression.If this scene hadn't appeared in front of him, he really couldn't believe it.

"...Well, that's right, that's the feeling. Let me just say, it's exactly the same."

Standing at the desk, nodding and talking to himself, An Zexian found his goal and completed what he wanted in his heart. He raised his eyelids and glanced at the gnashing beauty beside him, then turned his head and smiled at An Yi and James Joyce.

"Son, the new look that Julian designed for you is really good, but there is a small problem. Well, it's like this. Do you think it looks like it? Although good-looking is pretty, handsome is pretty handsome. It's just...how should I put it?" ? It’s a bit of a dick? Well! That’s right! It’s a bit of a dick! That’s what it means!”

Presenting the evidence while speaking, An Zexian was quite proud after doing all this.

An Yi?

I'm sorry, he doesn't want to talk, he's trying to keep himself from getting angry and beating up his dad and Julian Pat.

As for what, he overreacted, overreacted, and didn't remember the lesson of being dealt with by his own father many times?He just wanted to say, hehehe.

Those who would think this way definitely did not see the photo his father showed through the projector.Didn't see Julian Patt, in sharp contrast to the perfect new shape that was "hardly customized" for him, bowing his head, frowning, black and white fur, three fires on his head, staring at a pair of blue eyes, looking directly at the camera of the lens—

Husky!

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