wipe the ice and fire

Facts have proved that people can't talk nonsense.After lunch, Du Qingshao went out to throw out the trash, and suddenly a little orange cat with a fish bone in its mouth jumped out of the bucket.Maybe it was because he was hurt by the garbage and received the wrong signal. The usually docile kitten turned into a dragon and roared, leaving a "souvenir" on his hand.

So Du Qingshao got his wish and received a big gift package of rabies vaccine, and accompanied by team doctor Pan Lishu, he went to the hospital to debride the wound.

"I heard you had a lot of trouble with the new choreographer?" On the way back, the team doctor gossiped with a half-smile.

He snorted in his nose, smacked his lips, and asked abruptly, "Do you have watermelon cream, give me one."

"uh-huh?" The team doctor raised an eyebrow curiously.

Du Qingshao is seventeen this year, and he is still wearing braces to correct his face in order to have a 360-degree handsome face with no dead ends.In the past few days, Luo Ming was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth were torn.

"I'm angry." He replied angrily.

After clearing the ice, only the athletes of the team remained on the training field.

"So he was really bitten by a dog?" "No, he was caught by a cat. It's the little orange cat nearby, usually so docile, but today it looks like he's possessed."

"I'll go, brother Shao's mouth is really amazing. Let him drink milk before the next game, maybe he will become the world champion."...

As soon as I entered the door, I heard my teammates discussing this matter, which was like adding fuel to the fire.Standing on the sidelines, he coughed a few times seriously, dragged Shi Jingcheng, a good friend of the youth training team, over, and asked, "Where's the coach?"

"You should be discussing something with your choreographer teacher. I saw them walking past just now."

"Damn, what do they want to do?" Du Qingshao subconsciously cursed and emphasized, "Fuck you, I didn't recognize him as a teacher."

Seeing this, a pretty girl slid to the sidelines, put her hands behind her back, and said angrily, "I've been with Coach Ye for so long, and your bad temper hasn't changed at all."

When she smiled, there was a pear dimple around her mouth, her phoenix eyes were cut water, the tip of her eyes was slightly raised, and her black hair was gathered around her shoulders.Even wearing loose sportswear can't hide the temperament of a classical beauty, let alone putting on makeup on the field, raising eyebrows and stepping down, she is a gentle and murderous Mulan on ice.

The mainstay of the Chinese women's singles with both beauty and strength, and the object of worship of the whole team-Qi Yue.

Also including Du Qingshao.

Hearing what the goddess said, he curled his lips in disbelief: "It's a matter of probability. As long as cats exist for a day, there will be a probability of scratching people. It has nothing to do with me."

After he finished speaking, he paused, trying to use the Bayesian formula he learned a few days ago to put letters in front of the goddess, when a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.He followed the sound and saw Luo Ming standing with the head coach, wearing a simple pure black business suit with a tight hem and a slender waist.

"Wow! Is this Lumi Varis?" Qi Yue's eyes seemed to be equipped with [-]x mirrors. He grabbed the protective cover and put it on the skates, and rushed out.

Seeing this, Du Qingshao straightened his eyes and followed him.

Seeing their enthusiasm, Ye Feihong briefly explained the purpose of Luo Ming's trip. After hearing this, Qi Yue's expression darkened, and he asked, "Why did you ask him to choreograph Xiao Du? I started learning ballet when I was five years old. It must be me." It suits him better!"

The sudden turn of the situation made Du Qingshao confused.For a few seconds in a daze, the goddess had already turned on fan girl mode, holding her face and dangling in front of Luo Ming's eyes.

Meeting fans here was completely beyond his expectations.Amidst the endless greetings and compliments, the polite smile froze on the lips, in stark contrast to the enthusiastic girl.

Seeing the hot face of the goddess on her cold ass, he crossed / inserted / between the two of them, grabbed Luo Ming's wrist, and pulled him out of the venue, muttering a few words in dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing again?" Ye Feihong grabbed his ear and warned in a low voice.Du Qingshao threw away his hands with a sullen face, and leaned against the wall with his arms around his chest, watching him turn around and mutter something to Luo Ming.

The group finally went to Kaixuan Pavilion on Xitian Street.It is a tea shop with a long history. Since the early years of the Republic of China, it has been the place where people love to listen to operas and drink tea.Ye Feihong respected the rules. When Du Qingshao was elected to the national team, he was here to offer tea to him.

"You're doing this again, and foreigners don't understand our rules."

"You just need to toast, show your attitude, and stop messing around." Ye Feihong tapped his head and invited Luo Ming to take a seat.

He had recovered from the momentary gaffe just now, returned a polite smile, unbuttoned the hem of his suit, and sat down with his chest propped up.

Ye Feihong is an old canned tea. Although his English level is average, he can speak of tea with ease, so Luo Ming tried the most famous jasmine tea in City B on his recommendation.

Du Qingshao lay down on the table bored and listened to the two whispering.When the tea set was served, he was urged to make tea again, pretending to gracefully scoop three spoonfuls of flower buds into the tea set, boil water to make tea, and moisten the teacup with boiling water.

After the petals scattered, he added two spoonfuls of honey and poured the teapot: "It may be a little hot, drink it slowly."

"Thank you." Luo Ming took the saucer to show his thanks.

As soon as the teacup was out of his hands, he couldn't wait to slip back to his seat and scan back and forth on the table full of refreshments.The pastries of Kaixuan Pavilion are rich in strengths, not only the local Beijing eight pieces, but also Hong Kong-style morning tea.He looked past the soft pastries, picked up his chopsticks and went straight to the Shrimp Dumpling King.

Before it touched the edge, the back of the hand was slapped hard, making a crisp sound.

"As soon as I saw the food, I forgot all about it." Ye Feihong criticized.

In order to prevent certain food additives, active athletes have many taboos when eating out.He just remembered, cursed softly, and put down his chopsticks unwillingly.

"You can have dessert." Ye Feihong said again.

"It's not like you don't know that I don't like sweets!" Du Qingshao frowned angrily.He has loved heavy-tasting food since he was a child. He once lived in Chongqing for a while, and he was especially obsessed with the Maodu hotpot there, and he hasn’t tasted it for a long time now.

The golden siu mai and minced meat pancakes are full of color and fragrance, and every breath is the temptation of meat, especially seeing the two people on the opposite side eating happily, which makes him scratch his heart and lungs.

There are only two paper wall lamps in the tea room, with ancient poems and paintings printed on the front, and the aroma from the bottom makes the landscape look like nothing.After appreciating it roughly, Luo Ming turned his attention to the delicate pastries on the table, and picked up a piece of lotus leaf cake from the alcove.

The excitement belongs to others, and I have nothing.Du Qingshao lay listlessly on the table, accidentally caught a glimpse of Luo Ming holding a small silver fork in his left hand, and protruded out: "Hey, are you left-handed too?"

Before he swallowed the pastry, he chewed it carefully for a moment, then looked up at him: "Yes."

"So your jumping direction is also clockwise?" Du Qingshao didn't think about it, and before waiting for the other party's answer, he continued the second half of the sentence with a little playfulness, "...Oh, I forgot that you can't jump, Sao Au Rui ~"

Hearing this, Luo Ming glanced at him lightly, noncommittal.

After finally finding a topic, the conversation got into a dead end by being careless.Du Qingshao got the head coach's sullen and reproachful eyes as he wished, picked up a grape from the fruit platter angrily, peeled it, stuffed it in his mouth, and then repeated the action emotionally for the second and third grapes.

After a moment of silence, the phone vibrated.It was sent by Qi Yue. It was a long story, and you don't need to read it to know what it said.

Du Qingshao suddenly felt that the grapes in his mouth were sour.

But he didn't look up and look down, and it seemed awkward not to reply, so he pretended to be very interested and chatted casually, but because of what happened this morning, he was scolded by the other party through the screen.

He never dreamed that he would lose his image in the heart of the goddess because of this guy of unknown origin, and he was so angry that he almost dropped his phone on the spot.

Suddenly, the table was knocked heavily, and he looked up in response to the sound, only to find that the little foreigner was gone.

Ye Feihong ordered: "The teacher hasn't come back after going to the bathroom for a long time, you can go find him."

On the first floor of the Triumph Pavilion, there is a stage and a place to listen to music. The overall layout is like a maze. You will never find the north after walking a few times.Du Qingshao clicked his tongue impatiently when he heard the words, turned a few corners based on his feeling, and turned to the toilet on the second floor.

The person didn't get lost, he was inside, but he looked a little uncomfortable, standing in front of the sink with one hand on his waist.

Thinking of the episode in the morning, a spark flashed in Du Qingshao's mind, he hurriedly stepped into the toilet, and locked the door from the inside with a bang.

There were only two people in the small, closed space. Hearing the movement, Luo Ming turned his head vigilantly, with his hands slightly curled up on the marble slab: "What are you doing?"

"You have an injury on your waist, and it hasn't healed yet." He went straight to the point and looked up at him.

Luo Ming's eyes flickered when he heard this, and he lowered his eyes, a pair of beautiful ice blue eyes were hidden in the shadow of the light.

"Go back to recuperate if you are injured. Choreographing is also a physical effort. You can't get better like this." Du Qingshao continued to take care of himself along the breakthrough, "And I heard that you studied ballet since you were a child, and your family conditions are very good, right? Surely there are no shortages. Our little money."

The voice fell, and the two fell into silence.

One second, two seconds... After a long time of no response, he blinked in astonishment, thinking that this is not euphemistic enough?

But facial expressions are not deceiving.Luo Ming had taken acting classes, so he could just glance at him out of the corner of his eye, and he knew what that brat was thinking.

"Since I dare to come, it must be due to the consideration of both parties." After a while, he finally raised his head, and at some point there was a thin circle of red around his eye sockets, and the ice blue eyes were shining brightly, and asked softly, "Du, Is that why you want me to go?"

The lie was exposed on the spot, Du Qingshao immediately froze in place, not knowing whether to nod or deny.

"If you really choose this song, watch the original movie a few times to find out the direction of the story. Even if I leave, this is what you should do."

Luo Ming left a sentence, made the most impolite gesture in his life, unscrewed the safety catch, slammed the door and left.

The poor door made a rattling sound, Du Qingshao looked at his back, not realizing the seriousness of the matter.