Chapter Forty-Eight: Wu Haotan, Defeated!

Hey!

This old guy, you're still trying to get along with me?!

"What an outsider! Come on, come on, little girl, come here! Su Yaoqiang turned around and pulled Ye Hewan to the front.

Ye Hewan was a little confused, but he still straightened his waist very cooperatively, and looked at Wu Haoqin with a bit of politeness in his eyes.

Su Yaoqiang looked at Wu Haotan's pig-liver-colored face, and he became more and more gushing.

I'm mad at you old guy, you like to come to our team to find fault if you have nothing to do!

"This girl Ye Hewan, a talented girl on the women's singles side, the bronze medal of this year's World Youth Championships, since she participated in the competition, she has almost constantly broken records and never stepped off the podium! can be called the representative of our Chinese women's singles generation! Why, do you look down on the little genius of other women's singles? Why don't I find a figure skating coach to talk to you?! ”

Su Yaoqiang directly showed Ye Hewan's identity as an athlete in front of Wu Haoqin.

What's up!

They are all Chinese athletes, and they are all seeded players in the North Olympic cycle, and they are all popular figures who win cards.

Do you have an opinion?

Oh, the "gold medals" won by outsiders are much more than some insiders!

Of course, Su Yaoqiang still didn't say this.

After all, they are all from the snowboarding national team, and some words are too dead, and it makes it difficult to do the total practice.

Wu Haoqin's face turned red and blue, blue and white, gritted his teeth and said, "You--"

"What's wrong with me?! I applied to the head coach and got it! Moreover, they are all members of the national team, what outsiders are not outsiders! Are you maliciously provoking contradictions between our Chinese national team? ”

Isn't it just a button-up hat?

Who wouldn't?!

Come on, come on, what else do you want to say!

Compared with Wu Haoqin, who couldn't hold back and wanted to scold, Su Yaoqiang just wanted to be much calmer.

Stalemate.

A male voice came from afar.

"Coach, the head coach is looking for it, let's go over first." A handsome young man in a blue ski suit slowly walked to Wu Haoqin's side.

After politely greeting Su Yaoqiang, "Hello Coach Su", he nodded to Song Zhi and a few others to say hello.

This is the skier of Wu Haoqin's group.

Ye Hewan looked at the young man and thought for a moment.

Unlike cold-blooded teenagers like Song Zhihe and Jiang Jinnan, this boy is more gentle.

Especially compared with Coach Wu Haoqin, who always speaks with thorns, he is really much more polite and normal.

After Wu Haoqin saw Lin Shuxin, his face softened.

Then, he nodded and followed Lin Shuxin.

When the two turned around, Ye Hewan seemed to feel an inquiring gaze falling on him.

Not malicious, but a little weird and uncomfortable.

Song Zhihe noticed something, and leaned to the side a little.

Look at someone with a slightly sharp look.

But in an instant, it was like Ye Hewan's illusion.

The gaze quickly moved away.

It's just that Song Zhihe's mood in front of him doesn't seem to be very good, cold.

Ye Hewan was about to ask something.

Su Yaoqiang looked back at her and Song Zhihe and said with a smile: "What, Song Zhihe and you will take the girl to take a good look at our team." A few of us will go first. ”

Su Yaoqiang, who was still aggressive and had a fierce look on his face just now, suddenly returned to a smile at this moment.

This attitude changes so quickly.

Ye Hewan couldn't help but sigh.

It's not easy to be a coach these days.

Song Zhihe nodded, put his ski equipment in his bag, and handed it to Jiang Jinnan.

"Coach, the training is over, where are we going?"

The young man who replied to Wu Hao's words just now looked at Su Yaoqiang and asked, and there seemed to be a hint of ridicule in his words.

"Where to go, to the cafeteria! Either do dry or go back to the dorm to sleep! Hurry up and go, no eyesight at all. ”

Su Yaoqiang muttered as he pushed a few teenagers out.

When those people left, they didn't forget to say hello to Ye Hewan generously, saying that they "often come to play when they are free".

Ye Hewan wanted to say that Jiang Jinnan would also be with him, just to come to one with one.

Two models, that's definitely enough for her, ahh

"Okay, there's something else going on in Jinnan, let's go."

Song Zhihe suddenly interjected, grabbed Ye Hewan, who was still stunned, and walked outside.

Jiang Jinnan waited until the two of them passed past them before nodding stiffly.

Is there something wrong?

Jiang Jinnan thought for a moment in confusion, and Huo Ran suddenly glanced at his mobile phone.

There really is something.

Instantly.

Jiang Jinnan also hugged his things and hurried back to the dormitory.

Instantaneous.

The hall of the training hall, which was still lively just now, fell silent.

Outside, the ski slopes are particularly tranquil and soft in the sunlight.

Can.

When the wind blows, the snow rises.

Under the calm and no waves, it gradually gathered momentum, and the wind and clouds were surging.

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Young.

"Song Zhihe, your ski resort is so big! Much bigger than our ice rink! It's so high! ”

Song Zhihe took Ye Hewan to the snow resort, and looked around without seeing his head.

Ye Hewan stood below and looked at the top from afar, the feeling of high altitude that came to his face, and the snow drifted again.

Ye Hewan felt that his goosebumps were rising.

"Okay, don't you have one?" Song Zhihe said in a flat tone.

Ye He choked late.

It's okay.

Don't you have one?

Why does it feel like there's a hint of Versailles?

After almost walking around the school field, Song Zhihe took Ye Hewan to the lounge.

The inside was very spacious, and after Ye Hewan took out the makeup tools in his schoolbag and placed them on the table, he raised the makeup brush and looked at it happily several times.

Song Zhihe looked at Ye Hewan's complete makeup tools and eager eyes, and he couldn't help but suppress the ominous premonition slightly.

At this moment, it resurfaced in my heart.

In other words, he seems to have just listened to Ye Hewan's description.

I don't know what Ye Hewan's actual ability is.

Song Zhihe, who reacted after realizing it, suddenly realized that he seemed to have taken the initiative to jump into the fire pit.

"Come, sit down, close your eyes!"

Ye Hewan walked up to Song Zhihe with a wet beauty egg and isolation, half-squatted down, and said softly.

Song Zhihe looked at Ye Hewan, who had narrowed the distance from him.

Suddenly breathe a screen.

The faces of the two were almost close to each other, and Song Zhihe could see Ye Hewan's watery eyes and trembling long and thin eyelashes as long as he lowered his eyes.

Perhaps because of nervousness, Ye Hewan's eyes widened unconsciously.

The clear and flawless pupils were full of Song Zhihe's figure.

The pink lips opened one by one, and due to the slight movement of his body, Ye Hewan's double fishbone braid tail hair brushed over Song Zhihe's side face.

The young man's fair face seemed to be hung with a touch of powder.

Song Zhihe skimmed his face slightly uncomfortably, and his fingers unconsciously put his fingers behind him and tightened his clothes.

Ye Hewan asked him how he turned into this, and Song Zhihe only replied absentmindedly.

Ye Hewan, who was concentrating on his makeup career, was completely unaware of Song Zhihe's changes, and looked at Song Zhihe's slightly reddened cheeks.

Ye Hewan thought that the heating in the house was too full.

She also waved her hand to Song Zhihe and patted the wind in a flash, thinking about cooling him down.

Ten minutes later.

Song Zhihe looked at himself in the mirror, and the hand holding the mirror became more and more forceful, until the green tendons of the knuckles protruded.

Song Zhihe closed his eyes, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, word by word, gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Hewan!" You explain to me, what's going on?! ”