79 Peerless
While the training center in China was busy dealing with various situations, at the club in Toronto, Muller called Jiang Xin into the office.
"Close the door. Mueller said simply.
The next second Jiang Xin obediently closed the door and walked back to Muller's desk, Muller's face suddenly changed and he threw the training manual in his hand at her. Jiang Xin stepped back in pain, and Mueller then threw the cup full of water on the table at her. The whole glass of water splashed her.
ββ¦β¦ What are you doing?"
Jiang Xin already knew that showing weakness was ineffective for Muller, so he simply questioned him loudly.
"I was ten minutes late for yesterday's training. Mueller said, "What are you doing?"
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Jiang Xin, don't look over.
Seeing that she was silent, Mueller did not ask, only opened the drawer and took out a thin black Apple laptop.
"You move my computer?"
Jiang Xin recognized at a glance that it was his own computer.
"You forgot about it on the ice. Mueller said.
"Then you can see it?"
"Why not?" said Mueller, laughing.
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"I told you, whatever I say, you do it. Don't mess with something that doesn't work. β
"What are you talking about?"
Mueller opened his laptop and pushed the unclosed web page in front of Jiang Xin. That is to take advantage of Referee Yin's controversy over scoring and point the finger at Han Shuhua's post.
"Do what you have to do. "Don't use your brains in the mess. β
"Coach. Jiang Xin's clothes were dripping with water, but her eyes were staring at Mueller. "Is it funny that you're sloppy with me like that?"
"What?" asked Mueller.
Jiang Xin didn't answer, just stared at him fixedly. Her expression was one of unquestionable fearlessness, and she was ready to hide anything. After nearly a minute of silence, Mueller suddenly changed his anger and laughed.
"That's not the same. "That's a useful thing, it's a smart thing." β
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"Okay. He smiled and relieved, "This matter is not so bad. β
"I got the computer back. Jiang Xin said.
"After that, it should be a hearing. Mueller said. At this time, the smile on his face had been put away, and it had reverted to the cold, aggressive expression it had been at the beginning. He's always been moody, and that's a habit that everyone knew when he was a player. At that time, Jiang Xin once suspected that this was his character deliberately pretending to attract people's attention, but after actual contact, she quickly understood that she was wrong.
That's what he is.
"What can you do with the hearing?" asked Mueller.
"I don't understand what you mean. Jiang Xin said.
"I mean," Muller leaned forward and forced his gaze at Jiang Xin, "before you do something, you have to think about the next step." Don't play this trick that makes people think it's just 'I don't like you, I'm going to make trouble for you'. β
Jiang Xin stared at him. She knows that he just likes this, he likes to be honest, he likes to be evenly matched, he doesn't like to show weakness, he doesn't like to cover up.
"Next year," Mr. Muller said, "it's the Winter Olympics." β
"I know. β
"I like you a lot. "You have the talent, you have the will, and you're the best person in my eyes to win." β
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"So," he tapped on the table, "you have to do the right thing at the critical moment." β
After coming out of Mueller's office, Jiang Xin returned to the ice rink, and before that, she might have to go and change her clothes. However, it may not matter that in this place, no one cares how well she dresses, whether she is injured, what the injury is, and what impact it will have on the rest of the training. Here, she exists for the show, not deriving the show from her, but she wants to change herself for the show.
She didn't know how it had come to this.
However, she understands that there is no other choice for everything, and she no longer has the right and possibility to regret it.
She looked out the window, and the Toronto sky was clear and blue. Many years ago, she thought, maybe she had wished she could see the world's skies with whomever she could.
She also had that hopeful, innocent, surging time.
That was many, many years ago.
It's just that the person who was by her side at the time has now become a different person.
When she saw Xu Haoyang's laughter on the field, on TV, and on the Internet, when she saw him fighting with other people, and when she saw him saying something seriously, she would feel strong anger from the bottom of her stomach uncontrollably.
When facing her...... She thought that when he was with her, he was obviously not like this.
Just after she left, he seemed to have an assertive and confident all of a sudden, as if she had been dragging him back in the past.
No kidding.
She never imagined that he would annoy her so much. It made her hate to let his pride disappear and let him fail completely.
After the end of the World Championships, it will also mark the official end of the whole season, and at the same time, they will immediately start preparing for the new season's repertoire.
Han Lu mentioned a few tunes, but she was denied by Amy, Liu Bofei and Xu Haoyang, and finally made her simply shut up.
"It's crazy. β
"It's too cheesy. β
"Too violent. β
"It's too old. β
"It's too popular. β
"Too stupid. β
Han Lu was so angry by the comments of the three people who fought together that she closed the laptop with all her might.
"I don't care. She said, "Discuss it for yourselves." β
"Han Lu's level of song selection has not improved. Amy said.
"Not really. Liu Bofei responded.
Xu Haoyang just wanted to nod his head, but Han Lu immediately glared at him.
"Do you drink water?" asked Han Lu.
"I'm not thirsty. Xu Haoyang blinked.
"No," Han Lu said, picking up the mineral water on the table and slamming it in front of his eyes. "You're so thirsty. β
Xu Haoyang shrank his neck, obediently picked up the water and poured it, put it down, Han Lu immediately held the bottle again, and looked at him with his eyes: "No," she said, "You're still very thirsty." β
Amy looked at the two people who were openly arguing and smiled helplessly.
"My thoughts," she said, "are I hoping for a more refreshing piece this season, something that is unique, something that only you can skate on." β
"Don't be classical, don't have a movie soundtrack. Liu Bofei said, "Or choose a few pieces of avant-garde artists?"
"I did. Amy said, "But ......."
"Teacher. Xu Haoyang, who was stared at by Han Lu and filled half a bottle of mineral water, finally put down the water bottle and wiped the corners of his mouth. "Actually, I still have a tune. β
He turned on the player, and the melody rushed out.
It is a powerful piece that begins with orchestral and drum beats, then enters with cellos and violins soothing the rhythm, and ends with a sudden intensity at the end, ending with a fading cello sound.
He waited for Amy's reaction.
"It's fun. "But there's something wrong with the song itself, and some of the details are weird." Can I do the arrangement again?"
"It's ...... The tunes I wrote. Xu Haoyang said.
"You?" Amy startled.
"Put it again. Liu Bofei said.
Xu Haoyang clicked the play button again, and the music flowed out again. He glanced at Han Lu quietly, and the expression on her face was very focused.
It made his heart beat a beat faster.
Originally, before this day, he was hesitant to take out this song. He understood that it was too clumsy, like a game exercise, and it was difficult to get on the formal stage. However, there was another voice inside him that reminded him that he had a lot to say, that he wanted to tell the world what he aspired to, what he believed, and what he pursued.
This is the faith and courage that he did not have in the past.
"Good. β
When the music played, Amy nodded.
"There needs to be some more tweaks to the arrangement. She looked at Han Lu as she said and asked, "What do you think?"
"Yes. Han Lu replied simply.
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That's it?
"No," Liu Bofei scratched his hair, "you can't behave like ...... A little more positive?"
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Han Lu was silent for a moment, and then exaggerated an expression that could probably be called a "surprise smile".
"Wow. She said, "It's amazing." β
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"Forget it...... Liu Bofei shook his head, "It's my fault." β
Han Lu don't look over.
"This tune," said Amy, "what did you have in mind to write it?"
"To be honest," Mr. Xu said, "...... I don't know myself. β
It's just that there is a melody surging in my heart, and I have to say it. As for the composition, shape, emotion, and atmosphere of the melody, it seems that it is naturally generated, and he himself cannot find a source and source.
Maybe it's about himself, maybe it's about his partner, maybe it's about his struggles over the years, maybe it's the starry sky that they've seen together in Finland, maybe it's the Ferris wheel, maybe it's the ice rink that day after day β the ice rink to which something has been added because of the presence of another person.
He didn't know.
At the same time, Han Lu was thinking about the same thing in his heart.
She vaguely felt that the piece seemed to be firmly in her heart, and she seemed to know what he wanted to say, but could not put into words.
Dream.
Fail.
Smell a rat.
Impotence.
Belief.
Wish.
Stuff like that.
She couldn't have said it, but the agitation in her heart couldn't fool anyoneβshe wanted to skate the tune.
Yes, they are not good at expressing things in words, their talent lies in the body, their head to the toe, it is all words, stories, concepts and emotions.
"Naturally, the title is gone?" asked Amy.
Xu Haoyang nodded.
'Or ......,' said Amy, "could be called 'unparalleled.'" β
ββunparalleledγ
Unprecedented, unparalleled.