Chapter Ninety-Three: 15km Cross-Country Ski Race
On Friday afternoon, I listened to Sergey's arrangement in the conference room at headquarters: we were going to meet on Sunday to discuss some of the things that would be signed with the market on Monday. Andre was going to do his 15km cross-country skiing race on Sunday and he asked me to watch it. What am I going to do?
It was almost time to get off work, and I walked into Sergey's office and told him that I was going to watch Andrey's game and couldn't attend Sunday's meeting.
Sergei looked at me and said:
- "Linna, you are in charge of the market, and if you don't attend the meeting, do you think it will have an impact on Monday's signing?" β
- "I know it's my job, but Andre also takes this ...... very seriously, and I'm trying my best to see if the timing of his fight conflicts with our meeting," I said.
- "I still hope you can come to the meeting, Lina," Sergey said.
Lying in bed at night, I asked Andrei:
- "How's your game going?" Do you think you're going to win? β
Andrei Says:
- "It's not a good idea, but I think I have a chance to win." β
- "Since you can't say it, won't I do it?" Won't I know the outcome later? I said.
Hearing me say this, Andrei jerked over, lay down on my chest, stared into my eyes, and said:
- "Linna, I can't win if you don't go!" β
I caressed Andrei's face and smiled and said:
- "I didn't say no. I'm afraid I'm going to put pressure on you. β
Andrei said as he lay his head on my chest
- "I want you to go!"
- "I'll go, I'll go......" I stroked his hair, feeling like I was talking to Andre and talking to myself.
Andrei kissed me on the neck with affection.
At this time, I suddenly realized. I always thought Andre didn't have to fight, but it was very important for him. Not only that, but the pressure on Andre in the game after tomorrow is still quite high, and now, only I can help him relieve some of the pressure.
I called Sergei on Saturday morning and I told Sergey: I have to participate in Andrey's competition, he can't win without me! β¦β¦ Sergey, Andrey helped you too! I concluded.
Sergey listened to my words:
- "I see, Linna, you help Andre prepare for the race, I wish him good results"
At eight o'clock on Sunday morning, I set off with Andrei Basha. Andre asked me to dress warmly, and I added a fur coat over my down coat. Basha jokes: Am I going to go to the North Pole? I don't care what he says, I'm going to be standing outdoors for hours in Moscow in December, and I don't dare to be careless.
I don't really have a fan of skiing, I've only seen various broadcasts on TV before. I think it's a dangerous sport.
Later, I was also curious to go skiing twice with my friends. I was scared to slide down the slope because I couldn't keep my balance at all, and it was boring to slide on flat ground, I couldn't even hold my skis and needed help. None of that really appeals to me. So, basically vowed never to experience the sport again.
What I didn't expect was that our academy took this game so seriously. There were 5 buses parked outside the gate of the college. It seems that there are quite a few people who participated. Andrei went and talked to his instructor about something, and then motioned for me and Basha to get on the third bus. Basha helped me carry Andrei's replacement clothes and bag to the car. Andrei listened to music with headphones on and closed his eyes in the car.
What the hell is Andrey's 15km cross-country ski race today? I don't have any idea. I thought it was a giant slalom skiing on TV or something. Basha told me about the project Andrei was going to work on. He said that cross-country skiing is the most traditional ski race, with a slope but not the alpine skiing I am talking about. This is the most physically demanding competition and the most men's event. It is the most popular race for men in the Nordics, Russia, Switzerland, and Germany.
An hour later, we arrived at a ski resort on the outskirts of Moscow. In addition to buses like me and Basha, many of the relatives and friends came by private cars to help. There were 68 participants in this competition, and it seems that the Russians love and participate in ice and snow sports more than I expected. Including the audience, I think there are hundreds of people in attendance, and it seems that it is really a very regular game. I chatted with Basha about my thoughts on the game. Basha said that the academy really didn't spend less money to prepare for this game! yes, I responded.
The athletes went to concentrate, and about 20 minutes later, Andrei returned, and he began to change into ski clothes. Andrei wore a blue and white ski suit, which I had never seen before. Putting on goggles and gloves, I put my arms around his neck and said I wished him success, and Basha shook his hand without saying a word. Andre took his skis and went to the race. I watched Andrei see him walk up to my classmates who were participating in the competition. To be honest, I'm not used to Andrei's outfit, he mingles with the athletes, he wears goggles, and I can't find Andre in the almost all Europeans.
There are starting and ending points in the venue. I thought it would be a lap. Basha said it would take 4 laps. The competition was not as fierce as I imagined, after a scramble. It turns out to be interval departure, timing results. Athletes are basically playing against themselves. I don't understand what this contest is all about. Basha said that this is the most challenging sport, and the results represent who is stronger!
Lots are drawn to determine the order of departure. Andrei was the ninth and the ninth to depart.
Seeing Andre set off, Basha took me to the finish zone and waited for the results of the race.
I was messed up by these rules of the game that I wasn't familiar with. You can't tell who's ahead or behind. On lap 3, Basha said that Andre had overtaken all the runners who started in fifth place, and he should have done well today.
On the last lap, I saw Andre stop at the finish line, his hands on his knees, gasping for air. After five or six minutes, Basha shouted and waved to him, and Andrei saw us sliding over. He sat down and took off his skis, took off his goggles, and I could see that he was still sweating. We took out our clothes, and Andre helped change out of the sweat-soaked race suit. In the snow, I saw that his naked body was covered in beads of sweat. I wiped the sweat from his body and told him to get dressed as soon as possible so that he wouldn't freeze. To be honest, I've never seen Andre tired like this, and I'm really feeling a little distressed. Andrei looked at me and smiled, and said with a relaxed expression that he was not cold at all.
Andre was fully dressed and we sat there waiting for the end of the race and the announcement of the results.
Half an hour later, the results came in, and Andre won the championship by 5 seconds over second place!
I couldn't believe it when I heard the news, and I didn't even react for a while. Basha seemed more prepared than I was, and he began to whistle and shout loudly to start celebrating. Andrei put his arm on my shoulders and said with a smile:
- "I heard you! Linna, I won! β
I looked at Andrei with wide eyes, not knowing what I was supposed to do.
That's when his coach and some athletes came over to celebrate his victory, and I saw Basha jumping behind Andre with two fists. People kept coming up to AndrΓ© and hugging him, shaking hands to congratulate him. The two Finns also came to congratulate Andrey, and it turned out that they were also participating in the competition. I looked at Andrei, his expression was pleasant and relaxed, and he didn't seem to be as excited as Basha.
We were waiting for the medal ceremony, when Andrei whispered in my ear:
- "I'll see what else Zimei has to say!" β
I suddenly remembered Zimei's words, "Andre, don't you want to participate this time?" However, not only is there no Zimei here, I don't even see a single Chinese.
Andrey was the champion, and the runner-up and runner-up were both Russian students.
The headmaster gave them three pulps. Andrei received a small trophy about 15 centimeters high.
I don't think Andre cares too much about this trophy, he cares about him winning this fight.