Shirakawa Canghe tentatively slid his left foot, and his body was driven forward, and his hands had to be stretched out to maintain balance with hesitation.

His right foot was about to keep up, but his body fell to the ice because he was blindfolded and lost his balance.

Zhou Manman was about to exclaim, but all the worries in his stomach were stuck in his throat, and he must not let Baichuan Canghe be distracted at this time.

Her hands trembled and she held up her mobile phone, and her footsteps messily circled around the ice rink to get closer to Shirakawa Canghe.

Bai Chuan Canghe on the ice shook his head from side to side, as if he was distinguishing the sounds around him, and soon, he shook his head quickly, trying to restrain his distraction.

Zhou Manman put his mobile phone on his chest and watched him almost silently, but the beating of his heart had long since stopped listening.

Shirakawa Canghe stood up shaking on the ice, stumbling and sliding all the way forward, almost using his hands and feet together, touching the ground while slipping.

Soon, however, he adapted to the darkness and became more and more comfortable gliding.

This is the ice surface he has trained countless times, and he knows every inch of ice, even in the dark, even in the noise.

Is there any battlefield that Shirakawa Canghe can't conquer?

If anything, it's his own heart.

Zhou Manman looked at the more and more skillful figure on the ice, her excitement was overflowing, she followed his footsteps quickly, and the camera in her hand swayed.

Just as she found a suitable position and was about to fix the mobile phone lens, Shirakawa Canghe, who was wandering on the ice, suddenly stopped in front of her eyes.

With the blindfold on, he didn't notice the slight and even breathing of Zhou Man next to him, he turned his head and shouted behind him, "It's over." ”

"I'm here, Shirakawa." Zhou Manman's soft voice sounded, and as she spoke, she reached out a hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Bai Chuan Canghe tore off the blindfold with one hand, turned his head and came back to face Zhou Manman, who was holding his mobile phone.

Because of the blind skating, his physical exertion was much greater than usual, and his forehead was also soaked with a thin layer of sweat.

Zhou Manman hurriedly turned off her mobile phone, turned around and ran two steps to turn off the radio, the noise of the training hall instantly quieted down, and she immediately turned back.

"How does it feel?" Zhou Manman asked eagerly.

His chest heaved and he clutched his waist with his hands, his breathing uneven from the vigorous exercise he had just had.

"Slow down, don't rush." Zhou Manman hurriedly handed him the water he had just brought from the rest area.

"Drink your saliva and take your time."

Baichuan Canghe took the water in her hand, raised his head and poured a few sips.

"Much better." Bai Chuan Canghe said lightly: "Slide to the end, it seems that you can't hear the human voice, did you turn off the radio?" He looked up at her quizzically, then looked into the distance.

With the smell of sweat after exercise, it rushed in front of Zhou Manman's eyes.

Zhou Manman's heart palpitated for a while, and he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "No, you are used to this voice." ”

Shirakawa Canghe nodded thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhou Manman, who lowered his head, looked at the mobile phone he was holding in his hand, and quickly looked up and asked him, "Do you want to watch the video yourself?" ”

"Okay." As he spoke, Shirakawa Canghe put on the skate covers thrown on the sidelines, walked to the audience and sat down.

"Whoa." Zhou Manman handed him the mobile phone, and then sat beside him, waiting quietly.

The video didn't last long, and Bai Chuan Canghe lowered his head and pursed his mouth to watch seriously, sometimes dragging the progress bar back, returning to look at it carefully, and sometimes raising his head to think about something.

"Shirakawa, you're really great." Zhou Manman whispered, "I thought you would get used to it for a long time before you could accept it." ”

"How can I be so stupid." Bai Chuan Canghe moved his steps, lightly touched Zhou Manman's toes, and his tone was a little disgusting.

"I mean, you're even better than I thought!" Zhou Manman hurriedly explained.

Shirakawa Canghe lowered his head again and looked at himself on the screen of his mobile phone, which was indeed faster than he imagined.

He couldn't help but sigh that the method that Zhou Manman came up with sounded a little nonsensical, but the effect was good.

Shirakawa Canghe's fingers slid and moved the progress bar forward, pondering his memories over and over again.

Accidentally, the video sound stops and slides to the previous photo.

He had no intention of checking Zhou Manman's privacy, and was about to quickly slide over and return to the video page, but his eyes caught a glimpse of bright red.

Bai Chuan Canghe turned his head to look at Zhou Manman beside him, at this moment, she was doing nothing because of his silent movements just now, she was staring at the ice in a daze, and she didn't notice his scrutinizing gaze.

Shirakawa Canghe turned his head quietly again, and took a closer look at the photo, which seemed to be taken with a flash in the dark, and he couldn't tell which part it was, and he was badly injured.

He looked at the time when the photo was taken, which happened to be the night of the opening ceremony.

It should be, the lottery that day was hung.

However, as far as the eye could see, there was no wound on her.

That should be hidden in the clothes.

Shirakawa Canghe quietly and gently slid over the photo and returned to the video page.

The video sounded like nothing was happening again, as if nothing had happened.

She didn't mention that she was so badly injured, and repeatedly stressed that it didn't matter, it didn't hurt.

Shirakawa Canghe's heart became a little sour.

Zhou Manman came back, turned his head to look at Baichuan Canghe, and was about to speak, when he was interrupted by a phone ringing.

Bai Chuan Canghe handed her the phone with a complicated look in his eyes.

Zhou Manman took the phone, nodded at him, and whispered: "Immediately, you can watch the video after answering the phone." ”

"Well, don't worry, you get busy first." Shirakawa Canghe nodded and looked away.

"It's a long time." As soon as the mobile phone was close to his cheek, the voice of Wang Fei of the comic company couldn't wait to come: "Good news! ”

Zhou Manman had long been accustomed to his startled appearance, glanced at Baichuan Canghe beside him, and asked calmly, "What good news?" ”

"The fan meeting I told you last time has been decided to open a small special session for you, at half past two tomorrow afternoon, in the conference hall on the third floor of the Central Building." Wang Fei spoke quickly.

"Really!" Zhou Manman's lazy body sat up straight instantly, and his hand holding the phone trembled a little, "The company actually agreed to open a special session for me, a newcomer?" ”

"That is naturally inseparable from Fei Ge, my full support for you." Wang Fei on the other end of the phone was a little proud: "But your small special session is very short, and it is placed at the end of the seniors, and only ten minutes of time is left for you to answer reporters' questions." ”

"Ten minutes has taken good care of me." Zhou Manman's voice was excited, and he couldn't imagine that his comic road would be so smooth.

"The company has already publicized it for you, don't forget to post a preview on Weibo yourself." After speaking, Wang Fei hung up the phone.

Zhou Manman held his mobile phone and couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Your good news?" Shirakawa Canghe asked.

She turned her head, her eyes shining with stars, "I have a fan meeting!" ”

"Congratulations, Manman-san." Shirakawa Canghe's eyes were gentle.

"Hey, hey." Zhou Manman scratched his head shyly, "Actually...... Actually......"

In fact, the prototype of the award-winning work in the competition is still you.

Zhou Manman's heart was surging, but he didn't speak.

"I promised you last time that I was going to cheer you on." Shirakawa Canghe turned his head to look at her crimson cheeks.

"No, no, no." Zhou Manman hurriedly raised his head, a little flustered, probably because he was not too confident about his fan meeting.

I don't want to lose face in front of Shirakawa Canghe.

"Are you welcoming me?" Shirakawa Canghe asked with some disappointment. "Are you afraid that my current identity will cause you trouble?"

Zhou Manman realized that his refusal touched Bai Chuan Canghe's sensitive point, and hurriedly explained. "You can support me, it's too late for me to be happy, how can I not welcome you!" She then retorted, "I'm just afraid I'm not doing well." ”

"Can I still behave badly?" Bai Chuan Canghe smiled, his tone full of mockery of himself, "I've also lost face in front of you, what are you afraid of?" ”

"yes." Zhou Manman was suddenly rebelled by him, "Good friends should lose face together." ”

"Although your words sound strange, they are not rough." Bai Chuan Canghe glanced at her with disgust.

"Then see you tomorrow at half past two in the afternoon, on the third floor of the Central Building!" Zhou Manman's tone was full of anticipation for tomorrow.

Shirakawa Canghe looked at Zhou Manman, who was dancing, and his heart moved, and he quietly changed his skates and stood up, "See you tomorrow." ”

The figure carrying the skates disappeared into the dim light.

[Long and not slow: Tomorrow at half past two in the afternoon, the fan meeting will be seen (excited face)]

Zhou Manman went online on Weibo again, keeping in mind Wang Fei's entrustment, and told his fans in advance.

"Manman, your Weibo is going to grow grass."

"Support the long press conference!"

"Be sure to go and watch and support!"

Zhou Manman looked at the message and couldn't help but stick out his tongue playfully, he really hasn't patronized Weibo for a long time, no wonder fans complain again and again.

She hugged her phone and looked forward to tomorrow's meeting with stars in her eyes.

What will your fans be like?

It should all be a group of cute and cute girls!

The next day, on campus.

"Zu Ming." Zhang Yichen, who had just come back from lunch outside, saw Zu Ming riding a bicycle and preparing to go out, "Where are you going?" ”

"Manman has a fan meeting today, and I will support her." Zu Ming propped himself on the ground with one foot, stopped the car and said to Zhang Yichen.

"Fan meeting? What fan meeting? Zhang Yichen's face was full of doubts.

"Didn't she tell you?" Zu Ming smiled, "Look at her Weibo." With that, he kicked hard under his feet, and the figure quickly flashed out.

"Weibo?" Zhang Yichen stood in place and muttered, but he didn't stop in his hand, took out his mobile phone from the delicate satchel on his shoulder, and flipped through Weibo.

Zhou Manman's Weibo was picked up by her a long time ago, but Zhou Manman didn't seem to use Weibo too much, and Zhang Yichen didn't find any valuable information.

It's just that because I was too late in clubbing yesterday, I didn't even notice that she had updated Weibo, which had been grass for a long time, and was preparing for a fan press conference.

When it was so lively, how could Zhang Yichen miss it.

She tucked her hair from her sideburns and raised her hand to stop a taxi.