Yan Ze was so tired that he didn't care about him anymore, opened the window to breathe, and then went to take a quick shower, and went back to bed to sleep with his head covered. Although Mo Luo was still listening to music, fortunately he was no longer singing, and now the volume revealed in Mo Luo's headphones did not affect his sleep.

Two days later, Pruko had already found the teacher in charge of the choreography - Shalena, a Russian beauty in her thirties, who was also hired with Pruko three years ago as a senior coach.

Salena and Pruko were discussing the dance music she had chosen for Yan Ze.

"If you look at this 'Swan' by the French composer Saint-Saëns on cello and piano, I think it's perfect for him."

Pruko seemed to be confused by the figure of the woman in front of him, and his soul never withdrew from her, directly ignoring Yan Ze's existence, smiling and nodding again and again, "Oh, okay, you're right, I think so too....."

Yan Ze didn't like that song very much, he was cheeky and snorted for a while before expressing his meaning, "Teacher Shalena, can we change the repertoire, I'm so thin, isn't it not quite in line with the big white goose, oh, no, the image of the swan ....."

Pruko slapped his head with a big hand, "What nonsense are you talking about...."

Selena's eyes widened, "Oh my God, how could you have such a thought, the swan is white and elegant, a symbol of nobility. ”

Pruko smiled awkwardly: "Don't listen to him, that's it, it's decided...."

Shalena smiled and said solemnly: "It's okay, you go back and listen to the tune first, you have to understand that we are not describing an objective world on ice, but describing how this world feels in people's hearts." You have to blend in with the character in order to show your posture intuitively. ”

After Salena left, Pruko scolded and scolded for an afternoon, severely criticizing Yan Ze for not having knowledge, that Salena is a world-famous dancer who has choreographed dances for many celebrities, and the dances she choreographed will never be wrong.

After listening to his serious criticism and education, Yan Ze also seemed to feel that he lacked knowledge, and after going back, he listened carefully to the music all night, trying to find some feelings in the music.

But why did he feel more lonely the more he listened? There is always some loneliness and sadness in the cello melody.

The dormitory has been very lively these days, Su Xiao and several teammates have come to play with Mo Luo, their own melons and beers, smoking and drinking like a decadent young man, in short, the dormitory is full of smoke.

Yan Ze covered himself in the quilt every day after he went back, because he felt that it was very annoying to be noisy, and he liked to be quiet.

On this day, he just came out of the shower and saw that Su Xiao and the others had already left, he felt a little strange, but more secretly happy. Thinking that he could finally be clean, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

He happily bent down to pack up the beer cans on the ground, and in a trance he felt Morrow's death gaze, and he looked in the direction of Moro in confusion, and saw that he was leaning crookedly on the bed, frowning and scanning him up and down with an unhappy expression.

Because Yan Ze was only wearing a pair of shorts, he suddenly had a feeling of coldness on his body, he was thinking about what was wrong with this Mo Luo, he seemed to be very unhappy like that, what big mistake did he make?

“.... Can you get dressed? ”

Yan Ze was stunned, he opened his mouth, but he was speechless for a while, glared at him unhappily, put on his shirt angrily, and slandered them in his heart while wearing them, foreigners are really poor and exquisite, and they have to care if they don't wear clothes, and their expression seems to owe him 100 million!

Mo Luo leaned on the bed and lit another cigarette, smiled and said lightly in broken Chinese: ".... You don't seem to like me very much? ”

Yan Ze thought to himself, you are so good, how can someone not like it, although it is indeed a bit eye-catching.

He glanced at Mo Luo and said honestly, "No, we all like you, you are very good..." This Moro is good at everything, but he has no idea about tidying up his room, and since he moved into this room, his bedroom has sometimes been so messy that he can't even get off his feet.

After tidying up the room, the air was much fresher, he climbed into bed and wanted to sleep, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Moro as if he wanted to say something, he covered the quilt and ignored him.

Because of Yan Ze's lack of strength, the training schedule has already been arranged by the strict Pruko, not only to train Shalena and the swan choreographed by him in the past few days, but also to add a short program of dance moves to practice, he is tired all day, and he has no heart to talk to Moro at all.

In the training ground the next day, Yan Ze trained the dance he had learned with Salena in the past few days, slowly sliding on the ice, imagining that he was the swan wandering in the water.....

It is not difficult to complete the set of movements of this dance, and Yan Ze's dance class must be very good, but he can't find the feeling, and the elegant gait is not found, but it is a little clumsy.

He heard the long sigh of Pluko outside the baffle!

Yan Ze looked up at him embarrassedly and said depressedly: "...... Do you mean I dance badly? ...... Is there no salvation? ”

Pruko shook his head in denial, as if he was trying to save the drowning landlubber, "No, no, no.... You're wrong, I didn't mean that, you're actually great, it's just a little bit of effort, and your movements are sometimes perfect, just, how to say that? Instability..... You're a little bit out of state. ”

Yan Ze was depressed and silent, he was afraid of going on the ice, and the setbacks had already hit his belief, but he was already trying his best to adjust his state, and he also desperately hoped that he could perform better.

"Morrow, come here!"

Pruko shouted at Moro in the distance, and the excellent teenager was now doing a 'jump, squat, and turn' display, which caused the female team members who were circling around him next to him to scream and cheer!

Yan Ze's eyes lit up and he stopped moving, and said happily, "Do you want him to take me?" ”

Pruko seemed a little surprised, and he sometimes thought that this extremely unconfident apprentice was hopeless. He has always felt that Yan Ze's apprentice level is up and down, and his personality is extremely introverted. In terms of technology, Yan Ze has never consulted others, if others teach him, he will learn, even if he doesn't understand or can't do it, he never asks, let alone speak! Sometimes Pruko couldn't figure out what Yan Ze was thinking about that day? Do you have a clear sense of your responsibilities as a figure skater?

Looking at Yan Ze's glittering expectant eyes, Pruko's heart suddenly touched, maybe this would be a good start, he believed that as long as Yan Ze was willing to open his heart a little and be honest with him, then he would definitely succeed.

His index finger tapped quickly on the railing, as if he was thinking quickly, and suddenly withdrew his hand and hugged it in front of his chest, as if he had made a great determination, "If it helps you, I am willing to provide you with all services....."

Moro sped over to the call of the girls, a smile of excitement on his face, "What's the matter?" Pruko? ”

"I heard that your old injury has recurred, it seems that you will not participate in this Grand Prix!"

Mo Luo shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "..... Probably! ”

Pruko happily said, ".... Naze will be handed over to you from now on, and you will be responsible for leading him to the Grand Prix from now on. ”

Mo Luo was stunned, looked at Yan Ze with an expectant face, and after a while, he reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and stretched out his right hand, "...... I'll be your coach from then on, and you'll have to listen to me,...... Although I was a little reluctant to ......"

Yan Ze was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, he hesitated to stretch out his right hand and shake him shallowly, and some couldn't maintain the smile on his face, "That... Thank you! ”

"No, as long as you listen to me in the future." Saying that, he blinked an eye to him, and the naughty and seductive appearance made Yan Ze stunned for a moment, glad that he was not a girl, otherwise how could he resist such a naked temptation of this guy who threw flattering eyes indiscriminately!

Su Xiao and Nie Rong slid over to block Yan Ze with an unhappy face, Nie Rong is a member of the women's single skating team, and she is usually sticky with Su Xiao, it seems that she can't get used to people or things that Su Xiao is used to, she is all kinds of courtesy to Su Xiao, and of course she is all kinds of contempt for Yan Ze.

"Coach, you are biased, why did you let Mo Luo take Yan Ze, why didn't you take us?"

"Yes, could it be that Yan Ze is better than Su Xiao?" Nie Rong was a girl with arrogant willow eyebrows, looking angry.

Pruko said with some embarrassment, "This.... Just because Yan Ze was a little worse, he let him learn from Mo Luo. ”

Su Xiao glanced at Yan Ze contemptuously with his hand, and the contempt in it was obvious, ".... I think coaches should use useful people in the right people, maybe that will show their value better. ”

Yan Ze was a little disheartened, obviously if he wanted to count it like this, he was indeed the least qualified.

Mo Luo seemed a little surprised that he was so popular, he excitedly brushed off his long golden hair, and said with a smile: "Actually, I can guide ....... together"

Nie Rong glared at Mo Luo with apricot eyes, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, what is Yan Ze?" He's a 'self-wrestling expert', and no matter how he trains, he'll eventually miss, isn't that a waste of time? ”

Pruko shouted with a headache, "Nie Rong, you can't say that!" After a while, he shrugged his shoulders at Yan Ze a little helplessly: ".... Let's go together! ”

The corners of Yan Ze's mouth twitched, he tried his best to suppress the tears flickering in his eyes, and said softly: "It's okay, I, I can practice by myself." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away in embarrassment.