wipe the ice and fire

Du Qingshao's weekly training volume is about 40 hours.Land exercises mainly focus on physical fitness and the strength of the legs, waist and abdomen. From supine board pulls to various iron lifting equipment, every corner of the gym is full of sweat and hormones.Although he has a bad temper and low EQ, his training is unambiguous.With the ups and downs of the movements, the exquisite abdominal muscles are looming on the edge of the clothes, and the muscle lines from the upper arms to the calves are also clear and smooth to the naked eye.

Thin and strong, it is the ideal figure for a figure skater.

Luo Ming stared at the small window on the door for a long time, and when the time was almost up, he went back to the dance room to warm up.Even if he can't return to the stage in the short term, he still won't relax his demands on himself.

He put on soft-soled shoes and warm boots, and first used the roller to make his body slightly warm.When the body feels about the same, sit down on the buttocks along the right-angle curve between the wall and the ground, split a standard cross, slowly lean forward, and then open the video of Du Qingshao's previous game, watching it leisurely.

So when the boy opened the door, he saw a shocking scene - an unknown creature with blond hair was lying on the ground playing with a mobile phone in a big "T" shape.

The sudden sound frightened Luo Ming who was immersed in his exercises. He raised his head and looked at each other, and finally couldn't help frowning: "Du, from now on, you have to knock on the door first when entering a room."

"I don't know what's inside of you." He said forcefully.

"Even if there is no one else, this is the most basic etiquette." Luo Ming retorted.

Du Qingshao shrugged his shoulders, nodded, but muttered in Chinese: "There are so many things to care about."

But seeing his soft body and remembering the pain of his own stretching, he couldn't help but wonder: "Hey, you've practiced to this level, um... won't it hurt?"

He wanted to say that it hurts, but he found that his vocabulary was not enough, so he pointed at himself shamelessly.

Luo Ming raised his head in response, his eyes froze immediately, and his face was flushed red.

"Everyone is a man, I just asked casually, you are not so shy, are you?" Du Qingshao was also embarrassed by his stare, trying to excuse himself.

Luo Ming ignored him, touched his hot face, and whispered "shameless".

Both of them have a second language reserve, and they muttered in their mother tongue, and neither of them could understand the other, but they could guess from their expressions that it was definitely not a good word.

The empty dance classroom was once again replaced by silence.Luo Ming got up and stretched his ankles and insteps, waiting for him to wipe off the sweat on his body.After a while, it was rare for him to ask: "Your flexibility is not very good, is it?"

These words hit the sore spot immediately, recalling the heart-piercing crying for more than 100 days, Du Qingshao's legs went limp.

Seeing him like this, Luo Ming frowned: "You are only 17 years old, and you can still practice flexibility. Otherwise, you will be easily injured in the game, and many moves are not beautiful. For example, your swallow pose with a knife last season..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I've always done that very well." He interrupted disdainfully, jumped on the ground a few times, raised his right foot, and reached out to hold his ankle backward.

Slumped waist, pouted buttocks, shoulders not opened.Luo Ming glanced at it casually, as if installing a scanner to precisely locate those problems, he pulled out a small iron rod from nowhere, pointed at his waist and abdomen: "Put your breath here."

He actually took a deep breath obediently, and unconsciously straightened his waist: "Is this so?"

"It's not enough, let's sink a little more."

Du Qingshao tried to adjust his state according to what he said, then suddenly put his foot down, and gave him a blank look: "What did you mean just now, and you said that my dancing posture is not beautiful!?"

"So what, that 1 minute just now wasn't enough for you?" Unexpectedly, the little beauty counterattacked and met his eyes, "Du, since I came back as a teacher this time, I will definitely point out your problems, Just be mentally prepared."

To be honest, he has a well-proportioned figure and smooth legs. As long as the details of his movements are in place, he can definitely become a stunning scenery on the ice. It would be a pity not to teach him well.

Du Qingshao looked at the floor angrily when he heard the words.After waiting for a few minutes, Luo Ming turned around and took out the tablet from his bag: "Today, let's start with the free skating you are most familiar with."

He responded casually.

Due to the general environment of the domestic men's singles, the Ice Association has long been preparing for Du Qingshao to be on the top. Last season's arrangement tended to be closer to the adult group, but it is still rare to directly use the repertoire to change the difficulty composition.Luo Ming didn't ask any questions, but he was actually very curious. He found the video material he had prepared and pressed the play button.

The exciting announcement sounded, and upon hearing his name, Du Qingshao also moved over.

On the screen, a young man with a green face appeared on the stage, waving his arms and standing in the middle of the ice rink.A white "shirt" made of special material matches the wine red bow, there are also shiny little rhinestones and crystal feathers on the shoulders, calm and childish.

He immediately forgot about the episode just now, and the beautiful words in his mind were like turbulent waves hitting the shore. Looking at the young man on the ice rink, he seemed to be able to be bent by himself in just a few seconds.

"Which game of mine is this?"

"The first leg of last year's grand prix youth category."

He nodded thoughtfully, waited for the music to start, saw the familiar footwork and movements, and suddenly blinked.

Opening the first hook triple axel, fell.

He seemed to think of something, and bounced up from the ground: "Don't, don't! Don't let me go, let's talk if we have something to say!"

But it was too late, just as he finished speaking, the immature boy fell on the ice again.

It was his first free skating debut. Because he was too nervous and excited, he dropped two jumps at the beginning and tore off the feathers on his shoulders by mistake.

But in the competition, points will be deducted by the referee if the jewelry falls. For some reason, Du Qingshao had a flash of inspiration at that time. Finished the second half.

Watching this game now, it was like a public execution. He wanted to dig a hole to bury himself, and beat the floor in a hurry.It was rare for Luo Ming to see him like this, so he tried his best to hold his expression, cleared his throat, and said solemnly: "Your ability to adapt is pretty good, you fell like this at the beginning, but you are actually steady in the second half."

He sat on the edge and blushed and didn't speak.Looking at this game now, it was longer than letting him skate for 4 minutes. Finally, he made it to the last joint spin. With the sound of music, the boy stood on the ice, saluted the audience, and walked to the equal division accompanied by the coach.

Fortunately, they entered the state in the second half, and the final ranking of this game was not satisfactory, ranking No.12 among the 4 players.Seeing himself smirking after hearing the score, he also heaved a sigh of relief.The screen suddenly went black, and another voice sounded unexpectedly.

"Excuse me in this game you to yourself..." is the post-match interview.

Du Qingshao's expression froze again.

He always wanted face, and it was even worse when he got a ranking.In the face of the reporter's question, he also boasted that "hair loss" is an artistic effect deliberately designed by himself. In the end, because of his overly elegant performance and wise speech, he was turned into an emoticon package by ice fans, which was widely circulated on the forum and became a competitive sport. source of happiness.

Is this little foreign golden retriever a Luoyang shovel? You can find out such an unorthodox video.He pressed his temples irritably, and then heard the little golden retriever ask: "Can you translate what you said to the reporter for me?"

He didn't even want to look at it, just talking nonsense to the air: "It's just to summarize the mistakes, look forward to the future, and praise the opponent by the way."

"That's a good lesson." Luo Ming nodded.

He snorted awkwardly: "If you want to praise me, you might as well let go of the free skating at the World Youth Championships. I performed exceptionally well in that competition. Not only was I clean, but I also broke the highest score in my career, soaring from No.10 to the sky." , directly took the silver medal!"

"But you're still a silver medal." Luo Ming suddenly lowered his eyes and shouted.

Suddenly the topic changed, Du Qingshao was caught off guard by what he said, and blinked in surprise: "Are you laughing at me again?"

Luo Ming was noncommittal, and clicked on another video.A familiar voice sounded, Du Qingshao was confused and blew his cheeks at the screen.

At the beginning is a heavy introduction, combined with the spinning and jumping, the creator's anger and unyielding are fully revealed.After about a quarter of the time, the music became more soothing and entered the first stage of grading footwork.He was soon attracted by his "superior" technique again, but Luo Ming suddenly pressed the pause button, and the music stopped abruptly.

He turned to look at him disapprovingly.

"It seems that you are not aware of your problem at all." Luo Ming met his gaze, "Here enters the second movement, A-flat major, 2/4 beat adagio..."

He was even more confused when he heard the vocabulary of the music major, and interrupted unhappily: "I don't understand, you speak human language."

"What I mean is..." Luo Ming pulled the progress bar back a bit, cleared his throat, "From here onwards, there is a problem with the music together. The rhythm of the music is so obvious, and you still rush to beat."

"?" Du Qingshao dragged the progress bar to read it several times, "I think it's all right, I've listened to the score hundreds of times during training."

Hearing this, Luo Ming frowned even deeper. He caught a glimpse of the piano in the corner, walked over and opened the cover, smoothed the folds of his trousers and sat down on the piano chair.

"What are you doing?" Du Qingshao also came over.

He didn't respond and tried a few sounds.The piano was well maintained. After confirming the pitch, he raised his other hand and put it on the keys. His slender fingers jumped on the black and white keys, which dazzled Du Qingshao.

"Beat the beat of the harp," he ordered.

To Du Qingshao's ears, the hasty melody was not aesthetically pleasing, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and took a few shots casually based on his feeling.

This is the Habanera in the Carmen Suite. Luo Ming deliberately slowed down his hand speed when he played it. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't find the rhythm, and he messed up after a few bars.

Luo Ming had no choice but to stop, the classroom fell silent, and the silent answer was self-evident.

"How did you play together before? Ask the teacher to help you analyze the musical form?"

"Just, just listen to it, it's basically right." Du Qingshao bit his lip, lowered his head and sniffed unwillingly.

"Hahaha, he sings like a rooster crowing, it's terrible." "The sense of music is innate, you can't even find the doremi, and the teacher can't help you."...

"Rough!" The harsh ridicule in the depths of his memory suddenly swept through like a storm, he kicked the foot of the piano stool viciously, turned around and slammed the door and left.

Luo Ming sat there blankly, lowered his head and sighed.He seemed to understand the reason why Du Qingshao directly followed the tune to change the difficulty composition.At the beginning, I was just curious, but I couldn't tell the feeling. I wanted to ask the reason tactfully, but who knew that I directly poked the little boy's sore spot.

This is good, just after he came out of autism, it was Du Qingshao's turn to embrace and cry.