13. Rivals
Soon it was race day.
As is customary, the women's preliminaries will be held first.
ββ¦β¦ This outfit suits you perfectly. Putting down the makeup brush, Jian Fan's cheeks flushed, and in front of Hai Yin's beautiful face, she had to work hard to restrain herself with willpower so that she would not fall into distraction.
Looking at the makeup in the mirror, Hai Yin disagreed: "Really? β
In the mirror, Hein, dressed in a black and red retro gothic outfit, has pale blonde hair tucked back to his head, his green-brown pupils are cold and clear, the Greek elegant nose bridge and pale thin lips, after the emphasis of makeup, the beautiful eyebrows are even more sharp, like a Damascus red rose in full bloom, exuding a faint and enchanting slightly sour aroma, inadvertently seducing the soul.
"If all vampires look like you, it's no wonder that in the Middle Ages, so many people were willing to sacrifice their blood and lives knowing the danger of the Blood Clan." Jian Fan was a little absent-minded, she gently wiped it at the end of Hai Yin's eyes with her tail finger, and a light blush fell.
Tearing open the button at will, revealing a bare neck and delicate collarbone, Hein tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing an arrogant expression: "If a vampire appears in front of me, the object of capture must be them, not me." β
β¦β¦ Today, the Great Demon King is also as narcissistic as ever.
Jian Fan couldn't complain, she hesitated to look outside the lounge: "I passed by the spectator stand just now and accidentally saw ......"
"Huh?" Hein turned around, picked her chin with her long fingers, and touched her eyelids: "Don't be distracted, you can only hold the shadow of me in your eyes, understand?" β
Seeing his blushing heartbeat at his aggressive gaze, Jian Fan pursed his lips and nodded.
"Good." Hein kissed her pink lips with satisfaction and let her go.
The coach pushed the door in and talked to Hein in a low voice, while Jian Fan was packing up her things, her movements gradually slowed down, and she wondered in her heart - how could Mick be in Boston?
"It's almost time, the women's group is now in the final group of competitions, and we went over to prepare." The coach speaks.
A group of three people walked along the athletes' tunnel to the arena, and not far away, near the exit of the passage, female athletes who had finished the competition continued to leave one after another, and reporters stopped one of the girls with brilliant blonde hair.
"Miss Madison, are you satisfied with your watch today?"
"Whew, it's okay in general, I didn't control the rhythm of that hook for three and a half weeks, and I'll adjust to my best by the time I get to the final."
"It seems that Miss Madison is very confident, what would you say to your rival, Miss Jane, if she were still alive?"
Tina Madison wiped her sweat, looked up at the camera, and said, "I'll tell her - let the horse come, I won't give you the trophy." β
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Jian Fan's footsteps paused, and she cast her gaze towards the exit of the passage with a complicated mood.
Tina, surrounded by reporters, raised her eyes and met her gaze.
"Jian Fan? Come to my side. Hai Yin stretched out her hand, Jian Fan quickly lowered her head and walked to him, her shoulder was hugged by Hai Yin.
Reporters noticed the young world champion who was comparable to a movie star, and with a hula, the cameras and microphones all flocked to this side.
The magnesium lights flickered intensively, Jian Fan covered her face uneasily, and she whispered in panic: "Haiyin, what are you doing here?" β
Hai Yin looked indifferent, compared a scissor hand to the camera, and strode towards the preparation area with Jian Fan.
"What are you afraid of," said Hein, squeezing her chin lightly, "It's not like you haven't seen a big scene." Take a few pictures of journalists, and they will have something to write about. β
Frowning his face, Jian Fan said distressedly: "But the reporter will definitely write nonsense." β
Hein chuckled firmly: "Then I will win the championship, so that the reporters can only make one voice." β
At the end of the women's competition, the athletes and coaches came and went, Guan Xuan led Kim Lex over, Hein ignored it, sat on his own, folded his hands, put his index finger against his lower lip, and his eyes were empty.
Suddenly, the audience erupted in fierce cheers and applause, and the live broadcast and reporters turned around at the same time.
Hai Yin's expression changed, and his relaxed and comfortable expression disappeared, which made Jian Fan feel uneasy, and asked him quietly: "Who is the person who caused the audience to cheer?" β
Hein was furious: "Damn, why did this pretending co-op come back again, he didn't break his leg last time?" β
"Be quiet, the reporters will hear it!" Guan Xuan and the coach shot together and pressed him back into the chair and sat down.
Kim Lex leaned over to Jane Fan and whispered: "Lev is the record holder for the highest level and results in the world today, and there is a saying among us players that as long as Lev is on the field, there will be no day for Hein. Hahaha. β
Jian Fan looked frightened, and pounced on him to stop Hai Yin: "Put down the ice blade in your hand, Jin is still a child!" β
"Do you all think so? Think I can't win him? Lev came back to the competition, and no one told me about it! With an unkind expression, Hine pointed to the coach, who raised his hands in surrender.
"I don't want you to be distracted. If you let you know that Lev is coming to this regional competition, you will definitely quit the race, and others will think that you are afraid of him......" Under the terrifying gaze of Hein, the coach's voice became quieter and quieter.
"Hmph, I'm going to be scared of him?" Hai Yin stabilized his feelings, suppressed the violent color in his eyes, and bent down to change into skates, "Later, I will let you see clearly, me and Lev, who is the king of figure skating in today's world." β
Jian Fan endured it and reminded in a low voice: "Hai Yin, that, don't be too strong, you will break your shoelaces." β
As soon as he finished speaking, Hein's body stiffened, and he slowly straightened up, twisting the broken shoelace in his hand.
The crowd was speechless.
After spending the pre-match preparation time in a hurry, Guan Xuan patted Hai Yin comfortingly and returned to his teammate, who was invited to appear after the final group this time.
Lev sat with his Russian teammates, his smile was quiet and slightly shy, he looked like an introverted and handsome teenager, who seemed to try his best to reduce his sense of self-interest, not talking much, and looking at everyone with a smile.
Turning his head to look at the big demon king beside him who exuded a strong and unhappy aura, Jian Fan wanted to sigh, why did other people's players just want to be a quiet beautiful man, while her players only wanted to turn into an evil dragon and spew out dragon flames to destroy a qiΔ?
It was Lev's turn to play. As soon as he stepped onto the ice, his whole aura suddenly changed, and his eyes burst with strong confidence, which forged a wonderful set of short program moves from Lev. Quadruple jump followed by three and a half weeks, followed by another quadruple jump!
The ground was light and silent, like a feather, and a peaceful melody slowly played wherever Lev passed.
Jian Fan was amazed by this, and turned his head to notice the concentration in Hai Yin's eyes, which was the greatest respect and respect he gave to his opponent.
After completing the short program, Lev slid to the sideline with a slight gasp, and met Hein's eyes as he got up and prepared to play.
"Prince! Long time no see. Lev's gray eyes sparkled with joy.
As cold and arrogant as ever, Hein took off his cold-proof jacket and glared at Lev's left leg: "Hmph, that steel nail makes you very uncomfortable, right?" You can hold up the three-and-a-half-minute short program, and when you get to the free skate, what are you going to do? β
Hearing this, Jian Fan stood behind him and broke out in a cold sweat, this person really can't speak, don't taunt the full range of skills.
Lev tilted his head and thought: "You're right, the free skate lasts longer...... I had to try to use only my right foot for support. Hein, you have to come on! β
Choked for a moment, Hein abruptly moved her face away: "Take care of yourself, dwarf." β
As soon as he kicked on the ice, Hein's slender figure turned into an arrow off the string and slid towards the center of the arena. Lev, who was more than half a head shorter than Hein, shook his head and smiled.
The violin sounds, low and graceful, lingering with notes to string people's memories and fly to the distant shore.
In the Middle Ages, there was a long legend on the continent that the demon race that walked in the night, they were elegant and beautiful, possessed great strength, indestructible flesh, and never grew old and immortalβthe long years gave them eternal life, and also took away the consciousness and emotions that they once had as humans.
The vampire looked lonely at his friends and loved ones, turning into a handful of ashes. The beautiful girl is dying, singing a mournful tune by the window, waiting for her mysterious lover. However, vampires can defeat one qiΔ, but they can't defeat time.
With red face and white hair, looking back at a hundred years of body.
It can be said that this set of short programs, whether it is the selection of songs or the choreography of movements, is all tailored to Haiyin's strong personal characteristics, which is very suitable for him. If it is someone else, the kind of bewitching beauty shown by the whole set of actions will be greatly reduced, and it will not be able to affect the hearts of the audience and the judges.
Looking at Hai Yin, who was spinning rapidly in place in the ice, Jian Fan's palms were full of sweat, his fingers were twisted together, and he prayed silently against his lips.
Maybe the audience has completely sunk into Haiyin's strong masculine charm, but Jian Fan can see that his exclusive coach's expression is not relaxed, and she has been influenced by her sister since she was a child, and she can see it more clearly than ordinary audiences.
Hein moved too fast.
He skimmed the ice so fast that it left only an afterimage on the human retina, and the winds that tore through the air swirled around him, carrying the ends of his pale blonde hair with a gentle flutter.
Go on like this...... The actions within the specified time will be completed in advance, and the speed is not good, and the jumping and connecting movements will not be able to keep up!
One of the on-site commentators was praising the young man passionately: "...... Less than two years after his promotion to the senior category, Hein von Prince has already won the World Championships and is seen as a serious rival to defending champion Leif. You can see from the broadcast screen on the guΓ² screen that the speed of the hay glide is quite fast! This allows him to have plenty of room to jump, and he does a great job of performing a clean quadruple jump! β
"Ah, that's right," said another commentator, a former men's figure skating world champion from Germany, who commented on the two outstanding competitors who had already made their appearances: "Hein also has a concentration that no one else can match, and the quality of his difficult moves is quite high. But unlike Lev, Hein's personal style is stronger, and people are like watching a gorgeous ice dance rather than a competitive game. β
"You're right, the young player is very hardworking, is he going to challenge Lev for the title? Oh my God! This mistake is so undeserved, it is not at all a mistake that a high-level athlete like Hein and Lev should make! β
The commentary signaled the director to switch to the playback screen, in the picture, after Hai Yin jumped to the ground, he was about to take a horizontal spin and quick sliding action, but he actually fell.
"Ah, I think...... Hein: He probably didn't stand still when he landed, yes, yes, I saw that the skate blade under his feet had a subtle angle, and the fast glide and high-speed spinning jumps would have a great impact. As you can see, Hein is about 3.5 inches taller than Lev, and it will prevent him from controlling his body better. Unfortunately, Hein's short program is rich in emotion and drama, unlike his previous performances that have improved his score with a large number of difficult jumps. But that mistake just now is probably going to deduct a lot of points for him. β
Jian Fan didn't think about anything else, after she saw Hai Yin's fall, her mind was blank, and she rushed to the athlete's entrance and exit to stare at Hai Yin's every move, until Hai Yin completed the prescribed actions and came to her, Jian Fan seemed to have something blocked in her throat, opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
Hai Yin, whose face was as heavy as water, looked at Jian Fan, his eyes fell on her lips, and he raised his hand to touch it gently.
"Your lips have been bitten by you, you are usually the most squeamish, and you can't bear the slightest pain." As soon as Haiyin's joking words fell, tears welled up in Jian Fan's eyes.
For some reason, Hai Yin hurriedly stretched out his arms around her and pressed the back of her head on his shoulder.
"Why are you crying? I just didn't stand on my feet. β
ββ¦β¦ But, it's your champion......" Jian Fan sobbed in a low voice.
"I'll wait until the scores come out." The coach reminded on the side, led the two to the side, and waited for the judges to score.
A camera faithfully captured this scene, and in the audience, Tina, dressed in sassy clothes, stared at the screen, her expression was unpredictable, and at the end, she grabbed the warm young man standing next to her: "Let's go, Mick, I'm going to go back and rest, adjust my condition and prepare for the free skate for the final." What else are you watching? β
Retracting his gaze, Mick replied reluctantly, and was dragged away by Tina.