wipe the ice and fire

Luo Ming glanced at the guy next to him out of the corner of his eye, as if he had already understood it.But he still chose to pretend to be stupid, and asked, "Why do you want to go to a restaurant?"

"What else can we do in a restaurant?" Du Qingshao spread his hands pretending to be displeased, "The beef with mushrooms at the social dinner, isn't it delicious?"

And he remembered that before he left, the plate in front of Luo Ming was still full of meat, and he hardly touched a bite, it was a waste of money.

But Luo Ming didn't appreciate it, and popped out a sentence suddenly: "You have eaten enough today, don't use your brains anymore, I won't be fooled."

Good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs?The plan was exposed on the spot, and Du Qingshao was so angry that he felt depressed.Sensing his emotions, Luo Ming had no choice but to explain again: "When the veal is boiled, cheese and cheese are put in, and the sugar content is very high."

At this point, he paused, pulled up the scarf embarrassingly, and muttered in a low voice: "...I will get fat."

"Oh hoo?" He laughed mercilessly after hearing this, "It turns out that the soul of a young adolescent girl lives in the teacher's body."

"No!" Luo Ming was so ashamed by what he said, he hid half of his face in the scarf, turned and walked towards the bench by the roadside, "I still want to go back to the stage and keep fit."

Du Qingshao snorted nonchalantly, turned around and walked towards the vending machine on the side of the road, looked left and right in front of the bottles and cans full of German packaging, and finally pressed something randomly, from the pocket He took out a coin and stuffed it in.

"Gudong—" A bottle of drink rolled down in response.He leaned over to take it out, weighed it a few times in his hand, whistled in satisfaction, walked towards Luo Ming with a smile.

"What are you buying again..." Luo Ming couldn't help but raise his voice, just about to talk about you being an athlete, but he didn't expect him to stuff the drink into his hand.

It is a bottle of hot drink in a metal can, and you can feel the warmth seeping into the cold palm through the gloves.

He blinked in surprise.Seeing this, Du Qingshao flicked the drink can with his fingers again, and sat down beside him in a carefree manner.

"Fool, you actually like to blow cold wind."

It was only then that Luo Ming understood what he meant, and lowered his head to fiddle with the drink can in his hand.Most of the vending machines on the side of the road sell canned coffee and cola, but the bottle Du Qingshao chose is the signature meal replacement vegetable juice launched by a large local food company.

How could a kid who couldn't read anything choose the one that suits him best among so many products?Luo Ming thought about it carefully, following the heat from his fingertips, his body suddenly became warm.

- "You look weak, do you need me to buy you something to eat?"

——"Wait for me here, don't go away, I'll be right back!"

The memory seemed to return to that cold and desperate night, when he was so cold that he was unconscious, a warm-hearted little boy popped out to buy him bagels and hot cocoa.

And that bag of snacks that cost Du Qingshao several thousand yuan but still hasn't eaten...

He seems to be particularly fond of buying food for people.But there is always a unique logic behind this child's play house behavior, which surprises people inadvertently.

"You are talking, I don't want to fool around with you." The other party's impatient voice pulled him back from his thoughts.

"Hmm..." He nodded hastily, but decided to get straight to the point, "I want to talk to you today as a choreographer."

Sure enough, I guessed right.Du Qingshao's eyes immediately turned cold, but Luo Ming asked himself first, "Do you have any ideas?"

"What?" He was caught off guard.Luo Ming looked sideways at him calmly, as if sensing his surprise, he nodded firmly.

During the several months of getting along, he has roughly grasped Du Qingshao's character.It's not that he doesn't know how to reflect, he just doesn't want others to pull out the mistakes he has realized and repeatedly whip the corpse.

To put it bluntly, he wants to be strong and can't afford to lose, but if he calms down enough to have a good chat, it is enough for him to confide in his heart.

Du Qingshao's face was sullen, like a sinking high-pressure cyclone.Luo Ming didn't say a word, their eyes intertwined and wandered, mixed with the winter wind, they tested each other for a few rounds.

"I really convinced you." After a moment of stalemate, he let go, "Actually, my problem has always been very clear, the skating is not good enough, and the sense of music is poor. So... the performance score of the program has always been low."

In terms of expressiveness, Du Qingshao is an old P-point refugee.If there is a breakthrough in this area, coupled with his stable output, he will definitely be able to attack the gold medal.

Moreover, his current technique has not yet fully formed, and the two quadruple jumps he just learned are fully expected to polish his sliding skills and connection.

Thinking of this, he suddenly gained confidence, raised his legs, and leaned on the bench like a domineering president.

Luo Ming nodded thoughtfully, looked at him and asked, "Will Mr. Ye arrange other dance lessons for you after I leave?"

"Yes," he replied vaguely, "I have learned some modern dance and ballet."

Because he couldn't let go of the big class with his teammates, for fear of being caught accidentally and repeating the mistakes of seven years ago.

Luo Ming could hear his impatience, and couldn't help wondering why such a strong person like him was so indifferent when it came to music.But he still refrained from asking, thinking that when the time was right, he would tell himself.

"Any other ideas?" he continued.

Du Qingshao glanced at him sideways, bit his back molars, and seemed to hesitate to speak.

Not far away, the daddy group is hiding in the corner to worry about the cub.Pan Lishu poked Jin Cheng with his elbow: "Senior, can you hear what they are talking about?"

He shook his head: "But Xiao Du actually bought him a drink, it looks like he's on a date."

"That's not a good example for my father!" Pan Lishu was overjoyed when he heard that, his voice might be a little loud, which caused Du Qingshao to raise his head and glance at him vigilantly.

"Pig head." Jin Cheng quickly pushed him behind the wall, not forgetting to scold him.

Pan Lishu had a playful smile on his face, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders affectionately: "I told you earlier, Xiao Du must have true love for him. His English is so poor, and he can endure TOEFL-like torture to communicate with foreign teachers. admire."

After all, he went abroad as a top student of TOEFL 112, and faced the professor who spoke at an astonishing speed for a long time.

Du Qingshao searched for the sound and saw no one, and roughly guessed that it was the two gossip guys who cursed.

"What's wrong?" Luo Ming followed his gaze and looked over.

"It's okay." He waved his hands, put down his raised Erlang legs, put his hands on his thighs, stared at the uneven gravel road on the ground, and began to talk about the things that had been in his heart for a long time.

"To be honest, I was nervous in these few competitions. I even forgot a lot of moves in performance skating, which I have never done before."

Calmness is the only key to his performance on the court. If the existing skills cannot be brought into play, coupled with the pitiful program content points, he is nothing.

"Are you worried about future variables?" Luo Ming hit the nail on the head without haste.

He was startled when he heard this, subconsciously pulled his shoulders, and took a deep breath.Luo Ming immediately became concerned when he saw this, his eyes drifted away from him, and he didn't know how to ask.

"Why did you choose figure skating?" He planned to start from the root, "The influence of his father?"

"Probably." Du Qingshao rolled up his sleeves, revealing the small red gourd on his wrist and waved it in front of Luo Ming's eyes, "He is also an athlete, and he passed this amulet to me."

"Then why don't you learn alpine skiing like him?" Luo Ming asked again.

Du Qingshao didn't know which switch to turn on when he heard the words, he laughed a few times: "You need to wear a mask for skiing, and it's a big loss if the whole world can't appreciate my handsome face and dancing posture like a fairy! "

"?" The atmosphere suddenly changed, and Luo Ming's belly was choked in his throat, thinking that if there really was a Creator in the world, after hearing these remarks, he would definitely suspect that his trembling hands when creating humans back then added something to him.

"Just kidding, there's no need to be so surprised." Du Qingshao raised his elbow and bumped him, turned his head but stopped smiling, looked at the boundless night, and sighed, "Actually,...Compared with them, I I always felt that I didn’t like skating enough.”

When these words came out of Du Qingshao's mouth, it was like a fairy tale.

Luo Ming was surprised again, turned around and looked at him seriously: "Even if you blame yourself, you don't need to say such things."

"No, you don't understand." He shook his head resolutely, "Unconsciously, I have left a way out for myself."

If he hadn't resolutely challenged to become an athlete back then, he would be an ordinary senior high school candidate now, living a boring life as a top student in the competition class of a key middle school, and then he was admitted to his favorite mathematics department as he wished.

Ma Jiabo can say without hesitation in the interview that "strive for the figure skating career for life" and "as long as one breath is alive, you can stand on the ice rink", and he has really struggled for it for more than ten years; but he can face himself In his career, Du Qingshao's thoughts are only - if he wants to win the gold medal, it is best to win two consecutive Winter Olympics champions, and then go to a good university for further study after he retires.

In contrast, his ideas are too material after all, and when it comes to the real decisive battle, he will always be pierced by one blow and defeated.

Like now.

There was a bitterness in his heart, and he said a few fragmentary words.Luo Ming pieced together the information, and quickly understood what he meant, and said with relief: "But it's not your fault, you just have too many choices. And for you, giving up a stable life and choosing a trick with an uncertain future When skating, you don’t know how much courage you have compared to others.”

"Really?" Du Qingshao was dazed when he heard it, and thought about it several times, and it was indeed true to say so.

"But the pressure will only increase in the future, and the motivation to support me is still not enough."

"How could it not be enough? You fell down again and again and stood up again, endured the pain that ordinary people have never experienced. Are these not enough to prove your will?" Luo Ming suddenly became serious, "Du, to be honest, I envy you very much. You The road ahead is open, and I can move forward with an open heart and enjoy the game and the stage. But I was trapped in an accident, and I still can’t get out.”

Du Qingshao was taken aback for another moment, and asked back, "Why can't I get out? I suffered a lot of injuries while practicing jumping, and I don't see any psychological shadow on figure skating."

"I'm different from you," Luo Ming lowered his head, looked at his palm obsessively, suppressed all kinds of emotions in his heart, and said with difficulty, "...I broke a girl's wings with my own hands, ruining her dream. "

"So, the environment is already difficult, so don't put those shackles on yourself anymore."

He deserves the purest dreams.

At the end, his voice was so weak that it was like breath, Du Qingshao blinked, vaguely aware of the seriousness of the matter, and put his arms around his shoulders: "But I remember you said just now that you wanted to return to the stage. "

"That's for sure," Luo Ming leaned on his arm, trying to raise his voice, "I want to get better."

"Then make an agreement," Du Qingshao raised his hand and rubbed his soft hair, "One year, I hope we will not break our promise."

Luo Ming felt ashamed of being touched, scorched his face and shrunk his neck, and asked in a low voice, "Can you come and see my first performance back on stage?"

"But I don't like ballet. How can the seats in the Grand Theater be as comfortable as the beds at home?"

"What?" Luo Ming was shocked immediately.

"Hehe, I lied to you." Du Qingshao felt the little head drooping under the palm of his hand, and rubbed it comfortingly, "I will come as long as the time does not conflict, don't worry."

"Because I know that standing there, you have to pay more than others."

The streets were bustling with people, and together with Santa Claus, they witnessed two teenagers looking for stars on Christmas Eve.