wipe the ice and fire

After the Grand Prix, the season entered a blank period.Du Qingshao also finished packing and returned to China. After training, he was preparing for the Chinese New Year and his 18th birthday.

Although he got a temporary rest and relaxation, it also meant that he and Luo Ming would be separated for three months.At first he thought it didn't matter, he practiced and slept every day, and after half a month of heartlessness, when he went out to throw out the trash one day, he saw a fluffy little dirt dog, and suddenly he began to miss the teacher's dog.

His birthday is at the end of January, and he was born on the [-]th.However, they will participate in the Four Continents Championship in early February. The coach is afraid that the waves will be over and they will not be able to hold back, so they let them celebrate the New Year and birthday earlier.

Dad was leading the team to play, and only mom found time to see him.However, Mother Du is not a person who advocates encouragement, and she is not interested in daily training.Du Qingshao usually thinks about it, but now that he really sees someone, he doesn't know what to say.

In the end, my mother just said to keep working hard, told him to take good care of his health, and transferred him [-] yuan for living expenses.

Du Qingshao sent her to the door, recalled the speechless conversation just now, felt that the orange received money looked much more dazzling, and silently transferred the money into another backup card specially reserved for saving money.

In the end, the team doctor was reliable, and asked for half a day off with the coach, planning to take him to a nearby park for a stroll, and take a set of photos as a birthday present.

If you don't have anything to show your courtesy, you can either rape or steal.Du Qingshao saw that the two of them looked secretly happy, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you celebrating my birthday? Could it be because you think my parents are not free and take advantage of me?"

"How do you talk, hasn't Mr. Warris taught you the art of speaking?" Jin Cheng shoved him into the back seat of the car quizzically.

He rolled his eyes in disgust: "It was meant to be cheap to you, and you won't be able to give birth to an outstanding person like me in your next life."

Jin Cheng wanted to answer the conversation, but was perfunctory by Pan Lishu a few times, which made Du Qingshao very angry.

"Don't underestimate a photo, there is only one chance in this life." Jin Ma, who is in charge of the circle, said earnestly, "When I was young, I liked taking pictures of people the most, and recorded the most important things."

"Yeah, when we first met, he used that broken camera to take pictures of me all day long." Pan Lishu was full of emotions, and fell into a long stream of memories, "The senior's family conditions are not good, so I saved 400 yuan for a few years to buy a A second-hand digital camera, I keep it with me like a treasure. Later, I changed him to a SLR, and I still thought I was a prodigal."

After finishing speaking, the two of them looked in the middle tacitly, their eyes met in the space in the front seat of the car, and everything was kept silent.

Sitting in the back, Du Qingshao was not only suffocated, but was also interrupted bitterly by being stuffed with dog food: "Look at the road, pig! Don't kill me by driving dangerously."

After finishing speaking, he looked out of the window with dissatisfaction: "Aren't you two studying medicine? What kind of photography art cultivates sentiment?"

"This is what sets him apart. If it weren't for the colorful seniors, how could I have liked him among a group of bald dogs in our medical university." Pan Lishu hummed a little tune and blowing rainbow farts to his wife.

After waiting for the photo studio, the two picked out a few styles for Du Qingshao that were popular this year, and dressed up the straight male aesthetic dog into a gentle and warm guy, and sent them to the camera.

Du Qingshao tugged at the white wool sweater on his body, picked up one corner and said, "I look like a Samoyed."

"Isn't it good to be a smiling angel?" Jin Cheng picked up a colorful birthday hat and put it on his head, "It will be even more..."

"Take it away!" Du Qingshao avoided before he finished speaking, "I am at least thirty mentally old, don't play such childish tricks."

Pan Lishu stood aside with his arms folded, and smiled to help them out: "It's okay, it looks good no matter how you make a handsome face."

"Li Shu, I think that black turtleneck sweater just now suits him very well."

"Then try them all, I still want to see Zai Zai in Hanfu."

Jin Cheng nodded, and whispered to him again: "Our anniversary is coming soon, let's trick you to take a photo with us."

"It's exactly what I want." Pan Lishu raised his eyebrows with a smile, "I have to make a little progress every year."

Du Qingshao heard it clearly from two meters away, and was forcefully stuffed with dog food.

Pan Lishu seemed to have read his mind, and he laughed: "We all graduated from famous medical universities, so it's not too much for you to be your godfather with this IQ, right?"

Du Qingshao was so angry that he couldn't speak, he raised his head and gave them an elegant white eye, and was sandwiched between the two dads hugging from left to right.

But when he finished taking the photo and saw his unedited high-definition original picture, he instantly forgot about being forced to recognize his father just now, and couldn't help feeling that his appearance was really durable.

It's a pity that the game was in full swing afterwards, and he couldn't eat indiscriminately in the restaurant outside. The three of them walked in the park for a while, and then sent him back to the club for dinner.

At eight o'clock, he also arranged for online business and live interaction.

In fact, Ye Feihong disliked his own subordinates who were in the entertainment industry. He was praised by fans so much that he didn't know where to go, and couldn't calm down to think about his skills.

Especially a narcissistic guy like Du Qingshao.

But after all, in the figure skating circle for decades, it has been difficult to produce an athlete with both good looks and skills, and making him a signboard of the skating circle may really promote the development of my country's figure skating industry.

Before preparing for the live broadcast, he put on some light makeup to cover up the acne marks left on his face during adolescence, and his temperament has matured a lot.Du Qingshao put on his favorite white shirt, looked left and right in the mirror, but always felt that something was missing, found out the art photo he just took this afternoon, and sent a text message to Luo Ming.

Du: [Photo] Does it look good/doge

The other party showed that he was online, kept the words "typing..." for a few minutes, and sent an emoji of a little foreign boy giving a thumbs up: GOOD.jpg

Du Qingshao was surprised: You can also use emoticons?

Hateful little golden retriever: en

Looking at these two cold letters, Du Qingshao suddenly felt that chatting with Luo Ming... could suffocate him to death.

He asked again: How is Sean doing?

Luo Ming seemed to have been prepared, and quickly sent a photo of a dog with the caption "henhao".

In the photo, the one-year-old little Corgi put on a Santa hat and carried several large gift boxes of different colors on his body, sticking out his tongue cheerfully towards the camera.

Du Qingshao took a deep breath through the screen and suddenly felt reborn.

After a long time, he remembered the topic and asked: How is your health recently?

Luo Ming replied: yebucuo

Children, do you have a lot of question marks?

Du Qingshao turned the screen around to look at it several times, only to realize that he was typing Pinyin, and replied dumbfounded: "Speak up!"

Hateful little golden retriever: wozuijinzaixuezhongwen

Seeing the familiar and unfamiliar words on the screen, Du Qingshao sighed in disgust—he felt that his teacher was as childish as a primary school student.

I was complaining, and the screen that had been dark turned on again: zhunishenrikuaile

Good guy, he even misspelled the post-nasal sound of his birthday, so he can tell he is an entry-level player at a glance.

Du Qingshao completely lost interest in chatting, so he called directly, told himself that he would be broadcasting live tonight, and asked if he would come to visit.

Because the app he uses for live streaming is a globally networked video conferencing software, he can select netizens to interact with through the barrage, and he can cast screens and even mic and swipe pictures.

"...But I don't like making these things." Luo Ming rebuffed him in Chinese.

His intonation was fairly accurate, but his speech was very slow, which made Du Qingshao think he was watching the otters in Zootopia, and forced out internal injuries.

"Speak English!" He finally couldn't help howling, but to Luo Ming's ears, his English was like a decoration worker sawing wood.

"Okay..." Luo Ming's tone was slightly disappointed.

"Is it because you are afraid of strangers?" Du Qingshao continued the previous topic, and said insincerely, "But in the future, when you return to the stage, you will face thousands of audiences. You can't let yourself avoid problems all the time."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, Luo Ming blurted out a few syllables, and replied after a long while: "Okay, I'll try."

"That's right!" Du Qingshao briskly patted the table, told him the name of the software and the room number, and then instructed, "Exit if you feel uncomfortable, and then send me a message. This is not a serious program, I can do it anytime Interrupted for you."

Luo Ming was still flustered at first, but when he heard the steady "break for you", he felt a trance, got off the treadmill, took a quick shower, and changed into a set of clean and tidy clothes.

On the other side, Du Qingshao, who had finished his explanation, was waiting refreshedly for the live broadcast room to open.Ye Feihong watched from the sidelines, and reminded him countless times: "Don't think that you are a star idol with tens of millions of followers by doing a live broadcast, don't talk nonsense, and remember to spread positive energy."

"Got it," Du Qingshao waved his hands impatiently, and opened the software leisurely while wearing earphones.

Fans came in one after another in the live broadcast room, posting "0129 Happy Birthday" and "Congratulations to mddd for becoming an adult".He saw everything in his eyes, lowered his eyelids slightly, rested his chin with one hand, and formed a handsome and unrestrained perfect shape with no dead ends.

As a result, after sending the blessings, the sand sculpture fans became unserious again. Nine of the ten barrages were emoticons, and one was a jumping face that let go of itself and destroyed the world.

Barrage: [Let God know that I don't admit defeat! ]

Barrage: Brother Maodu actually uses a computer to broadcast live?As expected of you, straight man operation/like

Barrage: dd white shirt kill me!Sure enough, the handsome little brother has surrendered to the country.

Barrage: [Running with the wind and freedom is the direction~]

... Countless expressions of ghosts and animals floated before Du Qingshao's eyes.

Maybe this is the way to take black fans, so that black fans have nowhere to go.

After all, he was the first to cut off his teammate's jumping face and use it as an emoticon package to spread widely, and now he is reaping the consequences.

"That's right, the strange p-picture skills have been added again." He endured the helplessness, pretending to be happy to praise.The text barrage was swiping quickly. He took a general look at the situation, and picked a few comments to reply, "Rubik's cube tutorial? This kind of thing can't be taught in a few days. If you are interested, you can buy a book and learn by yourself."

After finishing speaking, he got up and went to look through the bookshelf, and found the dusty elementary tutorial and showed it to everyone in front of the camera.

Barrage: Got it!

Barrage: suddenly become a learning blogger hahahaha next time you can accept the advertisement of Qiafan~

Barrage: Congratulations to Zai Zai for his triumphant return, but don't play with injuries in the future, my mother feels distressed.

Barrage: dd I'm going to take the college entrance examination in half a year, can you encourage me, please flop!

Du Qingshao accurately spotted an anxious senior high school student among the thousands of bullet screens, suddenly became interested, and clicked on the interaction button: "What kind of encouragement do you want?"

"Wow, I was really flopped!" Her surprise could be felt through the network cable.

Du Qingshao rested his chin and hummed lazily.

"I, I'm not good at math..." she faltered.

When he heard the word mathematics, he became even more excited: "This is easy! You can post any questions, and I can teach you right away."

"Really?" The little fan couldn't believe it, "Your brother hasn't reviewed his high school knowledge for a long time, right?"

"Mathematics is about thinking, just like skating, as long as you master the muscle memory, you don't need to study hard." Du Qingshao waved his hands calmly.

Ye Feihong, who was standing by the side, was dumbfounded when he saw this, and found that there seemed to be no need to worry about someone being promoted to heaven.Du Qingshao enjoyed it, and patiently instructed the other party how to cast the screen, and started the online teaching that was completely off topic under the envious eyes of everyone.

What a small fan sent was an analytical geometry finale question. Du Qingshao looked at it for a few seconds, then picked up a pen and poked it at the screen: "This question is very simple as long as you find a breakthrough. Lines and equal volumes are multiplied, and it is easy to prove that the angle between the two sides is equal to 60 degrees. The second question is to directly construct the system and set the point, and put the conclusion of the first question into it, and the answer can be obtained by oral calculation... Eight-thirds root number three ,Right?"

After finishing speaking, he pretended to summarize: "In fact, the mathematics of the college entrance examination is really very simple. You only need to sum up a few methods to solve the problems, and you can learn by analogy. It is a waste of time to practice similar problems from now on."

"...It's amazing, it's exactly the same as the solution to the answer, woo woo woo..." The female classmate who originally wanted to ask for comfort was hit hard by Du Qingshao in just a few minutes, and her self-esteem was shattered for a moment, and she sobbed softly.

"Why are you crying?" Du Qingshao was stunned, "It's just a small math problem, don't worry about it at all. When you leave school in the future, you will encounter more and greater setbacks. Sentiment - if only life could be as simple as mathematics."

"Wow—" The girl on the opposite side completely collapsed after hearing this, and cried out loudly, cutting off the interaction directly.

Barrage: Is this the top student from Tsinghua University who was delayed by figure skating?

Barrage: Mathematics master + science straight man set a solid hammer.

Barrage: Little sister, don't be sad, we just fell in love with a fairy / laugh and cry

……

"Hey, don't cry." Du Qingshao hurriedly persuaded, and found that the comments in the barrage became more and more strange, and turned around in disbelief to find someone to ask for help, "Coach, what did I say wrong? Why is she crying like this?"

Ye Feihong almost rolled his eyes because of his show, and fainted immediately: "Just talk about topics related to skating, and stop talking nonsense!"

"Okay." He nodded helplessly, returned to his old job, and told the ice fans about the recent situation.

In fact, there is nothing special. Every day is exactly the same: training, rehabilitation, rest... There are also some fragments of life, such as learning to roll dough and make dumplings during the holidays, and cooking a dark meal with teammates. Said that he somehow recognized two godfathers, and even took a family portrait.

These trifles became more and more boring, until finally Du Qingshao almost fell asleep in his live broadcast room.The number of viewers is increasing, thinking that this APP can check the viewer ID, Du Qingshao suddenly thought of a new trick.

"Let me randomly select an enthusiastic netizen to line up."

After finishing speaking, he hummed a little song lightly, and entered Luo Ming's name from the online list.Unexpectedly, this honest guy really came to the live broadcast room, registered with his real name, and popped up after a random search.

"Okay, let's invite this foreign friend who does not want to be named to connect with me."