wipe the ice and fire

When Du Qingshao found out about this, he had just removed the bandages and started rehabilitation training.I haven't been on the ice for a whole month, and my training status has been greatly reduced. I have almost forgotten the 4Lz that I was barely able to jump, and even the other quadruple jumps have begun to save weeks.After working so hard, he still gained three or four catties, his flexibility became worse, and his physical fitness also dropped a lot. He dragged and ran the 10 meters that could have been completed in less than 3000 minutes. The standards of relegation athletes are not up to.

Like a toddler, he has to pick it up bit by bit.

Injury is the natural enemy of athletes, and it is also an accessory they cannot avoid.In addition to the pain visible to the naked eye, it is more of a state of mind.This was the first time that Du Qingshao faced a long month alone, without the company and support of his parents, and even had to wait for someone to reply every day.

During this period of time, he didn't have much contact with his teammates. He often locked himself in the room and read books. He memorized more than 1000 French words in a month, and learned basic grammar and tenses by the way, reaching the level of daily life.I also took the time to choose a few songs that feel good to prepare for the new season.

The choreographer for the 24-25 season has not yet been decided, but Du Qingshao knows that according to the personality of the coach, he will definitely not find Luo Ming, and will find a domestic teacher in all likelihood.

At the end of the training that day, the coach hurriedly called him over.Du Qingshao thought it was a matter of discussing the song selection, but he didn't expect to see some big leaders of the Ice Association when he entered the door. The coach opened his mouth and asked, "Did you hurt someone when you were in primary school in Harbin City?"

He was confused by the question, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he realized: "It seems to be a senior named Qiu, what's wrong?"

"He exposed you on the Internet!" Ye Feihong took a picture of the phone in front of him, "Our reaction was a step slower, and now the Internet is full of good deeds you did when you were a child. You must expose the matter in front of everyone here today. Tell me clearly, why do you beat people like this!?"

"?" Du Qingshao was still in a dazed state, picked up his phone and glanced at the content of the revelation.In the impact, this is the most disgusting memory he has had in the past ten years, and he instinctively wants to forget the cause and effect of this incident.While reminiscing, watching netizens' comments about dancing on the keyboard, the memory was gradually awakened, and the anger of the past also rushed into my heart instantly.

"Boom——" he roughly left the phone on the table, Du Qingshao stared suspiciously, slapped the table and howled: "Fuck! This man is fucking sick! What's wrong with me..."

"Shut up!" The coach stopped him before he finished speaking, "The leaders are here, who are you talking dirty to?"

"I..." Du Qingshao almost couldn't breathe, his voice was choked, and he said out of breath, "this man is a scum! When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I finished learning mathematics in the upper grades by myself, and the school arranged for me to dance. When I was in the sixth grade, I took the graduation exam directly. At that time, our school had ten places exempted from the entrance examination and entered the experimental class of the attached high school. This forced... This person probably ranked No.10 in grades. Because I was still the first in the grade after skipping a grade, I squeezed his place. .He put a cheat sheet in my napkin, which caused me to be caught by the teacher and disqualified from admission."

"Then you beat people like this?" Ye Feihong pointed to the injury certificate and asked, "This is a certificate issued by a tertiary hospital, isn't it always true?"

"That's because he provoked me in the cafeteria. He said that all the first graders were copied. Who can swallow this breath?" The more he thought about it, the more angry he was, and he added cursingly. "Who knew he deserved to be beaten to death if he was so ungrateful."

"Shut up!" The coach yelled louder than him, "The problem now is that this matter has already fermented, and everyone is waiting for your explanation. Even if what you just said is the truth, where is the evidence?"

"Things have passed for so long. Who still remembers what happened in elementary school so clearly." He curled his lips in disdain, and his voice stopped abruptly, gradually realizing the seriousness of the matter—didn't the person who broke the news just take advantage of the long time As a cover, use the injury certificate to put yourself in the weak position, occupy the moral high ground, slander and insult at will, and incite the emotions of netizens?

No one will remember what someone said to someone at an ordinary noon seven years ago; but they will definitely remember that day Du Qingshao smashed a man's head with a dining plate, knocked him to the ground, broke his bones, Blood flowed.

Everyone remembered this result, he hit someone, it was wrong.

This is a propositional question, not a proof question.

Du Qingshao's anger suddenly froze, his heart was empty for a few seconds, and turned into more violent anger and grievance, kicking the wooden desk in the office.

Seeing this, Ye Feihong hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "I asked you to come here to solve the problem, calm down. I know that when you were young, it was easy to make mistakes... How about it, do you remember his name? ? I think your mother was also mentioned above, or ask her to come over too. "

"Don't call me mom," he said quickly when he heard the name, "My parents divorced a long time ago, don't you know? I don't want to be a little boy that my mom hates anymore."

The coach was surprised when he heard this, his lips were knotted, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"...Qiu Linyu, that should be the name." Du Qingshao sniffed uncomfortably, "I remember that someone from the police station came, but I didn't make a record because I was young. I'm sorry, this incident was too old in the past. It’s been a long time, and I really don’t know who to turn to to prove my innocence. Will it affect the next game?”

"The official will not suspend the game, but if you can't give a reasonable explanation, due to the pressure of public opinion..." Ye Feihong hesitated to speak, "Now many people say that you have misbehaved and are not worthy of being a national team athlete."

His throat moved, he stared blankly at the leaders in the room, and almost said "If you don't deserve it, you don't deserve it".After standing in front of the desk for a few seconds, he angrily pushed the door open, "That's it, I'm tired."

After speaking, he quickly ran out of the office before everyone could react, slammed the door of the dormitory, locked the latch, and lay down on the bed with a tired expression.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in front of him, his eyes gradually dimmed.After training every day, the bones are like falling apart, ankles, muscles, shoulders, there is no place on the whole body that does not hurt.

He suddenly didn't understand the meaning of his insisting on training every day.

Since he was promoted to the group, people have been questioning him.After finally proving his skills, he was questioned about his character and distorted and smeared what happened seven or eight years ago.He just wanted to skate the Olympic gold medal, how could he make so many messes.

Now that he has gained the upper hand, if he wants to make a complete comeback, he must produce stronger evidence than the appraisal certificate.

Like a fish drinking water, it knows how warm it is.He originally thought that he had seen through many ways of the world during the time he was recuperating, but it turned out that he was still too young.

In the office, there were still a few leaders who were equally confused, looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Nonsense, of course we have to do everything possible to protect him. Our men's singles has only produced one Du Qingshao in decades, and the entire ice association expects him to come back with an Olympic medal."

"But this..."

"Buy public relations first to suppress the matter, and then contact the parties to see."

The room was quiet for a long time, when Ye Feihong's cell phone rang, and when he opened it, it was a foreign number.Through the phone call, there was a burst of slightly blunt Chinese on the phone: "Mr. Ye still remember me? I will take over this matter, but you are not allowed to say a word with him."

After saying this, the phone hung up immediately.Looking at the caller ID, Ye Feihong recalled the elegant voice just now, and it took him a long time to realize that it was Luo Ming calling.

"What happened? Just now the PR department called to say that all his hot searches have been withdrawn, and even the association words of search engines at home and abroad have also been blocked."

"This??" Ye Feihong stared at the string of numbers on the phone screen, speechless in surprise.

Villa in the suburbs of Munich, Germany.

The butler walked in with the computer in his hand, leaned forward and said, "Master, it has been processed according to your instructions."

"Very good, just deduct the money from me." Luo Ming sank into the soft leather chair in front of the desk, his face still unable to conceal the tiredness, "help me plan the fastest route, and then contact him The primary school I attended, see if I can find the examination materials of that year."

"But young master, after so long, I'm afraid it would have been cleaned up long ago."

"Anyway, we have to try. If cheating is recorded, there should be an electronic file." Luo Ming rubbed his brows and sighed, "Send it for handwriting identification."

He understood Du Qingshao's character, beating people was indeed something he could do, but cheating would never be.

"Do you want to see him clearly? Do you need me to send some people to accompany you?" Sister Keriya sat on the sofa and watched them.

Luo Ming shook his head thoughtfully: "It's not to see him, but to help solve the problem."

He couldn't forget his mood when he saw that post, seeing the little boy he held in his hands being slandered and insulted like this.It was indeed his fault that he left without saying goodbye a month ago, and now is his last chance to make up for it.

Even if you can't be a lover, as long as you can help him clear the obstacles at the right time and silently guard him on the podium of the Winter Olympics, that's enough.