Chapter Twenty-Five: Jump One More Quadruple
Pruko beckoned the stunned Su Xiao to come over and raised his voice: "Do you know who the gold and silver medalists of the Finland station yesterday were?" ”
As soon as Su Xiao heard this, he began to ask from afar, "What did Mihai get?" Gold medal? "Obviously he cares a lot about his old rival.
Pruko nodded and said sternly: "He won the championship with a total score of 301.55, which is a full fifteen points higher than the second place French player Marc Levoin!" ”
Yan Ze gasped, "God! What a god-like being! He couldn't help but look at Su Xiao, thinking that it was a little difficult to come to Su Xiao's Russian station this time to win.
"How is it, do you have confidence in this Russian station?" Pruko's blue eyes were deep, and his tone was still there.
Su Xiao's expression was solemn, and he said lightly: "I didn't expect that after a year, his progress has been so great, what is his soundtrack?" ”
"Hallelujah, a song in praise of God, I watched the broadcast, oh, good dance!" Pruko clasped his hands and smiled relaxedly.
For a time, the atmosphere condensed.
Yan Ze observed his two serious looks, thought for a while, and said softly: "Actually, your progress is not small, and the score between you is only three points apart, your Batman is very good, and many people like it." And your quadruple jump is solid, you should be able to handle it....."
"Alas, this is not the most important thing, I heard that Sato Keiyuki will appear in the finals, and the situation of this competition is not optimistic..."Pruko said lightly.
"Why Sato Keiyuki is also going to participate? Is his leg healed? ”
Yan Ze looked excited, and suddenly he realized that his mood was obviously not suitable for his current cold aura, he smiled and coughed dryly: "Cough, hehe, I didn't expect the famous Sato Jingyuki to also appear, it's really unexpected." ”
In fact, what he was thinking about was finally being able to compete with his idol on the same stage, he was so excited!
Su Xiao glanced at someone unhappily, and complained to Pruko: "Why didn't he enter the finals directly without participating in the sub-station competition?" ”
Pruko sneered: "When you defend your fifth crown, you can also go directly to the final." Oh, work hard, boy! .... But now is not the time to complain, we can only blame ourselves for our lack of skills, but we can't be jealous of others' excellence. Now it's important to find ways to make your technology more accurate. ”
Then his tone slowed down, and he hesitated: "Well, Yan Ze, you are in good shape now, the only thing you lack is jumping, if you add an extra four weeks, I don't think even Mo Luo may be your opponent,.... You.. Well, maybe it's a little harder for you to increase right now, but you'd better keep it at your current level and hopefully you can try it at the next World Championships. ”
Yan Ze was a little excited in his heart, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face, this was the first time he heard Pruko speak so highly of himself, and he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
After Pruko left, Yan Ze had been sliding and spinning in the ice rink, silently listening to the sound of skates sliding across the ice, and this was the first time he realized that the friction sound was so pleasant.
"Yan Ze...."
Yan Ze stopped, he unconsciously let out an 'um', and looked at Su Xiao not far away.
"When the game is over, will I take you to fly?"
Su Xiao changed his previous flamboyant appearance, and at this time he looked like an honest loyal dog, his eyes were blurred, and the corners of his mouth gently rippled into a shallow smile.
Yan Ze said in a trance: "What did you say?" ”
Su Xiao looked flustered, retreated and slid away, ".... Didn't say anything, I said... Go to dinner...."After saying that, he quickly skated out of the ice rink.
Yan Ze felt that Su Xiao was a little strange today, could it be that Pruko's words stimulated him? Well, there is such a possibility, he must have been losing at the hands of Mihayi. I thought that another day, I would like to find a way to see how to enlighten him.
On the other side, far away in Canada, Morrow is learning ballet with his dance teacher, he has not learned to dance so seriously for a long time, he used to always disdain dance, thinking that as long as his technique is good, he will always be a winner on the ice.
Although his brother danced very well, he never thought that he won in dance. It wasn't until Yan Ze appeared that he realized how important the expressive power of art was.
"Stand, right foot in front of you, toe to the ground, well, good, right hand open to the right side of the body, left hand out in front of the body, good!"
Looking at himself in the mirror, such a tall man posed in such a strange posture, how awkward it was, but he thought that he didn't know why Yan Ze's dancing was always so eye-catching, his posture was slender, and his dancing was not abrupt at all, a little flexible, mixed with strength, very beautiful!
Thinking of Yan Ze's smart eyes and soft smiling face between the tips of his hair, he unconsciously smiled as if he had eaten candied fruit, so sweet that the cheeks of the woman in front of him were slightly red, and his body was getting closer and closer.
"The movement of the hands is in a semicircle, pay attention to the abdomen, chest up, eyes look downward, right...."She pulled one of his hands into a half-hugging position, trapping herself in front of his chest.
This dance teacher is a coach hired by his mother, and she specially invited a blonde and blue-eyed young girl, who is seductive and sexy, bold in words and deeds, and caresses his body from time to time.
Mo Luo is used to it, he is a little immune to beautiful women, because the women around him are very beautiful, as a rich man, people are good-looking, since he was a child, he knows that there are always all kinds of women who try their best to wander around him, he is used to the support of girls, and he also enjoys the love of women, but it does not mean that he likes women, he is particularly disgusted with all kinds of pungent perfume smells on women.
Faced with the increasingly ambiguous behavior of the woman in front of him, he smiled and took a step back, avoiding her bold veneer teasing, "Oh, you're so unserious, I didn't ask you to do anything else." ”
"Uh, I didn't do anything, you go ahead." The woman took a few steps back slightly embarrassed, and said seriously that she was a reserved woman.
"Why do you think some men dance more beautifully than you women?"
Moro swayed his posture, looked at himself in the mirror, and let out a soul torture like a dream.
"Hehe, there are men who dance well, but I am confident that there is no man who dances better than me." The woman raised her chin haughtily and sneered disdainfully.
"Yes, that man dances better than you, and his dance contains power, and his dancing posture is flamboyant and beautiful!"
The woman's expression was gloomy, extremely unhappy, and she said unceremoniously: "Hmph, then why don't you call him to teach you?" ”
"I don't think anybody can dance that kind of verve that way of him, he's unique. I think everyone has their own style, and I'm the same, I just want to learn one that suits me. ”
The woman smiled, "A sensible man is the most charming...."
"Yes, go to the housekeeper downstairs and take the money and leave, I don't think you are suitable for this profession, you are too beautiful, easy to distract."
The woman was stunned, angrily took off her coat, and ran down the stairs angrily.