In the ice rink at night, Su Xiao seriously explained today's learning content to Yan Ze, and also took Yan Ze to train hand in hand, that kind and focused demeanor made Yan Ze a little trance, he suddenly found that Su Xiao's inner world was actually as pure as a child, all the good and evil were written on his face, so simple that it seemed that only a candy could make him smile.

At this time, Bruce Joneser unexpectedly did not leave, he crossed his hand and touched his chin to look at the two people skating in the ice rink from afar.

Morrow, who was bored playing with his mobile phone, caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, and just wanted to say hello to him, but saw Jonse's index finger raised between his lips, signaling him to silence.

The atmosphere was a little weird, and Moro followed Jonse's gaze suspiciously to the two people training on the ice rink.

Su Xiao in the distance was gliding backwards, watching Yan Ze's legs and feet say something from time to time, obviously correcting Yan Ze's movements. And Yan Ze seemed to listen extremely seriously, only to see him point the knife tooth of his left foot to ice, then tighten his body, and swing his right arm to drive rotation.

The anti-upright spin pose is actually very similar to the stance of spinning in the air, but Moro doesn't quite understand why such a simple spin makes Jonse so engaged. So he looked at his coach in confusion and asked, "...... Is there anything special about the two of them? ”

Jonse smiled mysteriously, "Don't you think that Yan Ze's posture is familiar?" ”

Mo Luo thought for a moment and said, "Familiar? ..... Do you mean like Jingzhi? ”

Jonser smiled and looked down at him: "You can see this, too?" ”

"What's so strange about this, such a powerful character as the senior brother, he has won the World Championships for five consecutive years, and there are many people who like him! There are even more who imitate him. Moro said indifferently, but no matter how relaxed he was, his heart was stinging like a fire.

Jones seemed to understand his situation, and pinched his shoulder as a sign of comfort, "..... You are all my apprentices, but the creation is all in you, this athletic talent is very important, you all have your own strengths, rest assured, you.... It will work! ”

Mo Luo took a deep breath, pulled out his hair, and smiled relaxedly: "Hmph.... It's okay, I have time ....."

He didn't go on when he had time to do something, but Jonser knew. He understands that Mo Luo is already very good, but there is a person who is better than him. No matter how hard he tries, he can't surpass his senior brother Sato Keiyuki, as long as there is Jingyuki in the arena, he can only win the silver medal, which means that he has almost always been the second in 10,000 years!

Jones Se looked at the two teenagers training in the distance, and his voice seemed to be a little distant, "Excellent children have come out from generation to generation, you veterans have to work hard....."

Moro frowned, he vaguely understood the meaning of the coach's words, he looked at Jonse suspiciously, and saw Jonse's bright eyes shining!

With this look, he knew that his coach should have found a good seedling of interest. His heart sank unconsciously, "What do you mean ......?"

"Yes, you only saw him imitate Jing Zhi, but you didn't see the characteristics of the boy himself, his body is very flexible, and he has the strength of a man in his movements, and the expressiveness of the ice blade is comparable to Jing Zhi...... I think he's probably your toughest opponent in the future! ”

Mo Luo frowned and looked at Yan Ze, but crashed into a pair of pitch-black and smiling pupils, sweat dripping from the tips of the white boy with a pointed chin, and he smiled a little shyly and bowed to Joan Se, and timidly greeted Joan Se in Chinese.

And Su Xiao next to him had a completely different personality, he generously talked to Joan Se enthusiastically in fluent English, and patted Mo Luo next to him excitedly, "Joan Se is here, why don't you call us?" … Wait a minute, let's change our clothes and come back to eat together...."After speaking, he happily pulled up Yan Ze and ran.

Mo Luo was stunned for a while, and his eyes were full of those dark and shy smiles.

He had always known Su Xiao's strength, but if there was any threat, then he had always thought it was Su Xiao, obviously he didn't pay much attention to that Yan Ze, who was not very stable.

But his coach has a unique vision, and he remembers that he had praised him in such a tone before, only his senior brother --- that monster who won five consecutive championships!

Moro pulled his hair irritably, and he felt a headache at this time....

The atmosphere of the dinner party in the evening was a little solemn, and Mo Luo was in a bad mood all night, glancing at Yan Ze from time to time, but he didn't talk much!

And Yan Ze was eating with a restrained head, he was not good at dealing with this kind of scene, and from time to time he raised his eyes to look at Su Xiao opposite, and the excited Su Xiao was asking Joan Se for various experiences.

Yan Ze's cramped expression revealed a hint of envy, but the inferiority complex he felt in front of people with too tall image, the more he felt that he was too small, he didn't have the courage to talk to the famous Jose.

But fortunately, Jonse only nodded and smiled at him politely, and did not embarrass him.

The next day, Yan Ze was arranged in the training room again, he was a little lost, and he was bored and doing boring training. The black instructor in the training room always had him train various balances on several skateboards, which made him extremely irritable.

In the afternoon, Su Xiao and Mo Luo came over together, Su Xiao saw the tiredness on his face, and immediately restrained his laughter, and observed Yan Ze's expression suspiciously. "What's wrong with you? .... Did Jones physically punish you? Why this expression? ”

Mo Luo said leisurely: "Not bad! In a few days, my master noticed you, and you have a bright future....."

Mo Luo is now mixed with them, and his Chinese is becoming more and more fluent.

Yan Ze was a little surprised, he fixed his eyes on Mo Luo: "What do you mean?" ”

Mo Luo tilted his head and thought for a while, and said a little sourly: "It's strange, the people that Jonser likes have abnormal talents, but why don't I see where your talent is?" ”

Su Xiao said in surprise: "You mean that Jonse is optimistic about him?" ”

Mo Luo didn't answer, but took a few steps back, raised his eyes and looked Yan Ze up and down, how could that strange look make Yan Ze feel like he was being looked at coldly? He unconsciously straightened his clothes.....

Su Xiao smiled playfully, ".... Why are you staring at people so squintingly, you see that people are embarrassed......"

Yan Ze's pupils twitched a few times, and he glared at them a little shyly, "Damn!" If you have a fart, don't grind the appetite of the hanger! ”

The two looked at Mo Luo expectantly, thinking that he would say something amazing, but he shrugged his shoulders, "Hmph, I don't see anything special, I'm just a little shy....."

"Lean ......"

Yan Ze was full of black lines, his IQ seemed to have been greatly insulted, and the taste of being teased was extremely uncomfortable, he went to the shower and change his clothes angrily, not wanting to pay attention to this boring guy.

He thought about it, no matter why Jonse specially asked him to do such basic training, but since he was specifically called here, then Jonse had his own intentions, no matter what, he just had to work hard to do it!

But ten days later, Yan Ze really couldn't stand it, seeing that Su Xiao was making progress every day, while he himself had nothing to gain by nesting in the mechanical room all day, although Su Xiao would share things that Witel taught with him from time to time, but he couldn't always be cheeky and troublesome Su Xiao.

The anxious emotions could not be hidden, and he lay on the bed and did not move that day. He didn't want to get up, he didn't want to train for those unskilled sports, and he was even discouraged and thought he might as well sleep......

But it's been half a month since he came here, and the time for the domestic competition is approaching, and his heart is secretly anxious, lying on the bed uneasy.

He thought about it and got up from the bed, got dressed and had nowhere to go, so he had to wander aimlessly around the training ground.

The sky was drizzling gray, the raindrops fell on his long eyelashes, he felt a little cold, he gathered the hat of his clothes and covered himself, and looked at the long street that was empty in front of him, at this time he was a little sad, but also felt extremely quiet.

Boredom, he walked slowly down the silent street, the air was cold and rainy, and he felt inexplicably sour, as if this road with no end in sight was like his life, and there was always no hope in sight.

I don't know how long he walked, Yan Ze finally got tired, he inhaled his cold red nose, and looked back and forth at the wet street, Liao was uninhabited. He came out without his phone, and he didn't have a place to look at the time, and he didn't know how far he had gone.

All he knew was that his hands and feet were numb from the cold at this time, and he was still very tired, and now he just wanted to sit down and rest.....

He found a slightly cleaner curb and sat down, and for some reason a wave of drowsiness hit him, and he fell asleep on his lap like that!