Jealousy, the final, the one-two punch.

Thousands of miles away, in a rice noodle store near the provincial team.

Lou Sifan stirred the rice noodles, rather absentmindedly.

Across from him sat He Zhangsheng, seeing him look unusual, did not hide, directly asked: "What's wrong with you? What's on your mind?"

Lou Sifan said, "It's okay."

He Zhangsheng lowered his head and continued eating the rice noodles, "Oh."

When he didn't ask, Lou Sifan came closer to him, a smile on his lips, "You didn't ask when I said it was all right."

He Zhangsheng raised an eyebrow, "...... ah?"

Lou Sifan likes this about He Zhangsheng, who usually looks cold and unassuming, but is actually a bit slow to react, which makes him a bit more adorable in comparison.

Between the refusals and the advances, Lou Sifan felt much closer to him.

It even dissipated some of the mania in his mind.

He said, "There's been quite a buzz around the recent Junior Skate Series, and the coaches have organized for us to watch it live in class."

He Zhangsheng said, "We've been watching, and we've found a lot of good ones."

Lou Sifan said, "You're all watching the pairs skating group, right? Guess who I saw in the single skater division?"

He Zhangsheng inhaled the steaming rice noodles: "Who is it, you know?"

Lou Sifan looked at him with his cheeks resting on his head and didn't seem intent on giving him a straight answer.

...... That means this person is known to both of them?

Soon after, He Zhangsheng's mind came up with that child standing in the center of the toilet, full of stubborn and cold eyes: "...... is that child?"

Lou Sifan smiles and nods.

The child named Dong Ge was so much like He Zhangsheng when he first saw him.

At that time, He Zhangsheng's mouth and lips were cracked, his cheeks were bruised, his hair was gripped off, and he was kicked and beaten by a group of children from the gymnasium, but when he was helped up, his eyes were still dark and stubborn, and he did not give in to defeat.

And, as he remembers it, little Dong Ge was as lonely as He Zhangsheng. He remembers seeing Dong Ge sneaking out to feed a small yellow dog, skating alone, staring at the ice, and crying on the ice rink's lounge chair after his parents' fights.

It's the kind, sensitive, yet prickly person that stirs Lou Sifan's protective streak.

The most critical thing is that at that time Zhangsheng vaguely heard the beating sound coming from the toilet, face so ugly, how can he let it go.

He Zhangsheng asked, "How did he do?"

Lou Sifan said, "Coach said for us to learn his articulation and said he does some things better than I do with it."

Lou Sifan has been holding Dong Ge in such high esteem that He Zhangsheng is a bit skeptical: "Is it that good?"

Lou Sifan got up, sat down on his butt next to He Zhangsheng, and pulled out his cell phone, showing him the video he had recorded.

It was Dong Ge's second qualifier.

He was wearing a black and white backpack pants-style Costen, with a small blue tie, and his hair was combed into a small ponytail, with a bit of gold powder swept over the end of his eyes, along with the light waves of his eyes, which could be seen as a touching aura when he casually glanced at the camera.

He chose a lively tune, "The Summer of Kikujiro," and the ice blades under his feet felt like part of his body, and he did small, uninterrupted jumps of pointing ice with ease.

However, he is also quite supple, and when he managed to do a standard Bellman spin after groveling for eight weeks, his teardrop-like lithe physique called for many in the audience to cheer.

He Zhangsheng watched the whole game intently and then objectively commented, "You have to learn from him."

Lou Sifan, who was expected to be comforted : "......"

After holding his tongue, he said, "Why are you telling Coach Chen the same thing."

He Zhangsheng was a bit puzzled: "Your articulation is not as spot on as his. Otherwise what do you want me to say."

Lou Sifan decided not to discuss this topic any further.

After all, comparing him to a junior couldn't be called pleasant in any way.

He said, "It's a good thing we helped him out in the first place, isn't it?"

He Zhangsheng thought about it and didn't say anything.

...... He clearly remembers that Dong Ge was the one who carried the whole field by himself with a bare mopstick.

If they had gone a little later, Dong Ge could have wiped out all four by himself.

Thinking about that kid's life-threatening mop bar makes He Zhangsheng want to laugh a little.

Seeing He Zhangsheng's lips curled up a little, Lou Sifan of course thought that he was smiling at himself, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

When he saw Dong Ge, who was swinging freely on the field, he could not help but think that if he had not made a move to help him in the toilet and showed that he knew him, he might still be bullied by a group of his peers, and even if he fought back on the spot, he would inevitably be retaliated against later on, so how could he get such a good opportunity.

In other words, without that save of his own, he probably wouldn't have gotten on the field ......

Thinking of this, Lou Sifan inexplicably got irritated again, sat back in his original seat, and ate two bites of the cold rice noodles to make himself think more positively.

...... Put it this way, he must be grateful to himself.

Just like He Zhangsheng at the time.

Lou Sifan's expression softened considerably at that thought.

Chi Xiaochi is too lazy to trace the path of his heart, not enough to disgust himself.

From his first appearance, he had become a media darling. After he managed to advance to the finals, even more media came to interview him and Winter's mom.

Dong Ge was sitting next to her, holding her hand to help her relax, as if she was already a young adult.

When the media asked how she educated her children to be so good, winter mom's face is red, where there is no point to put gold on his face, so he had to say, all the children's own efforts.

As she said this, she stole a glance at Dong Ge.

Dong Ge was also looking at her secretly, his eyes full of adoring longing.

But after two seconds of locking eyes with Winter's mom, he woke up as if in a dream, like a frightened bunny, and immediately averted his gaze.

Winter's mom's nose immediately soured as she was poked in the heart by the look.

After the reporter left, Dong Ge moved down from the hotel sofa, sat on the edge of the bed, and said in a formal manner, "Mom, I'll stay a little longer, waiting for my little uncle to come over and send me back to the player's hotel."

Winter's mom let out an ouch and wiped her hand on the seam of her pants, unsure of what to say.

The sports channel on the TV was playing highlights of this year's Canadian Grand Prix of Skating, and with the melodious music, Dong Ge suddenly heard Dong's mom commenting out loud behind her:

"I see they skate about as well as you do haha."

Dong Ge gets a little nervous as soon as he talks to his mother, the muscles in his back tense up, "They skate so much better than I do."

Winter's mom was in a hurry and was bossy once more, "Mom looking good is good."

Dong Ge sniffs and looks back.

Surprise gradually flooded his gaze, "...... Mom ......"

Winter's mom moved to his side, looking a little ashamed, "Mom's watching with you."

Dong Ge looked at his mom, and suddenly tears rolled down his face, big, round drops, his eyelashes wet from the beating.

Winter mom was so distressed that her eyes were red, and she took the child into her arms, "What are you crying for, a boy ......"

Before the words were out of his mouth, Winter's mom cried too.

Dong Ge rubbed in her arms as if embarrassed, but was held tighter by Dong Ma.

She wiped her face while saying with a sobbing voice, "Oops, mom is so stoned, don't look."

The result of an intimacy is that Chi Xiaochi excuses herself to take a shower, runs into the bathroom, turns the water on full blast, and plops down at the sink to vomit her little face off.

061 was heartbroken and filled a glass of water for him, "Why are you crying."

Chi Xiaochi took the glass and rinsed her mouth, and after a while she spoke, "...... It's not me who's going to cry."

061 was slightly stunned, "You mean ......"

Chi Xiaochi unbuttoned the top button of his shirt and took a deep breath, "It's Dong Ge."

When Dong Feihong came to pick him up, he saw that both of them had peach eyes.

He didn't say much, and after greeting Dong Ma, he planned to take Dong Ge back.

Winter's mom, who had just released her happy knot with her son, said rather reluctantly, "Can't we eat here? I'll take him to something nice."

Dong Feihong knew that this was a good time to solidify their mother-son relationship, but on balance, he said, "Sister-in-law, the finals are tomorrow, and the child needs to be well nourished. He eats the contestant's meal, which is nutritious and clean, and if he brings it out, in case he gives it a bad taste ......"

Winter mom immediately reacted: "That's not good. ...... Send it back, be safe on the road. Tomorrow after the competition, mom will take you down to a good restaurant."

Dong Feihong smiled and nodded, then told Dong Ge, "Say goodbye to mom."

Dong Ge bowed his head slightly, "Bye mom."

After walking outside his hotel room, he poked his head back in and whispered, "...... I'll take the title."

After the door closed, the middle-aged woman sat on the bed, her heart was sour, sweet and full of flavors.

The next day, she arrived outside the arena early, so early that the arena wasn't even open yet.

While she waited, she bought souvenir books and coins, and even a pair of ice skates that looked quite pretty but didn't even fit the tournament regulations.

Her anxiety Dong Feihong all see in the eyes: "Sister-in-law, you have some confidence in Dong Ge."

Winter's mom said stiffly, "Yes, why don't I have it. My own child I can still not count in my heart wow."

That said, before Dong Ge went on stage, she made three trips to the restroom and asked Dong Feihong at least five times, "When is Xiao Ge going to be on?

Each time Dong Feihong would good-naturedly repeat the rules of appearance in reverse order of ranking.

Dong Ge was in first place overall in the earlier races, so he would start last.

After listening to Dong Feihong's explanation, Dong Ma would give a thoughtful "Oh" every time, and after a while, she couldn't help but ask again.

She didn't even resist running to the smoking area for a cigarette.

After a long wait, the commentator finally announced, "The next and final contestant to come out: number 5, Dong Ge!"

Before Winter's mom could stand up, the cheers and applause that filled the room made her giggle.

The crowd around ...... was practically cheering for her son.

They called Dong Ge's name and witnessed how the star of tomorrow rose.

Winter's mom was sitting in the audience, and the huge emotional impact brought tears to her eyes before she even saw her son's match begin.

Dong Feihong pats and caresses Dong Ma's shoulder with one hand while looking intently at the person in the center of the field.

Chi Xiaochi, also known as Dong Ge, wore an ethereal Costen today, with a gradient red and white top in classic colors and a texture like fine porcelain enamel, and plain black pants that accentuated her naturally long legs.

His skin was on the pale side, and the bright red set off his whiteness even more perfectly, the gauzy garment was quite flowing as he wore it.

Every Costen he wears is designed by Dong Ge and Dong Feihong, and then customized at Dong Feihong's expense, each costing no less than ten thousand dollars.

The current set can be considered Dong Feihong's favorite.

Dong Ge looks like a young and proud phoenix when he wears it.

This final was being broadcast live on sports channels.

At this moment, not only Dong Feihong and winter mom, winter dad also squatted in front of the TV, and a few old friends Baba staring at the TV.

Old friend A pointed at Dong Ge on TV and said, "Hey, little Dong Ge looks really energetic."

Winter's dad's mouth widened slightly.

As he remembers it, Dong Ge was a child wrapped up in a ball with a snotty nose, who didn't like to talk or even look up, and who couldn't get a fart out of a three-stick swing.

But the half-grown boy standing on the field now, with his quiet eyebrows and lean waist and long legs, was actually a far cry from the brat he'd imagined.

The final of the pairs skating competition ended yesterday, so the Dong Ge competition was simulcast live in both He Zhangsheng's and Lou Sifan's classrooms.

He Zhangsheng turned his pen and looked at his brother, who still had unlimited possibilities, to see how he could play.

Lou Sifan is also staring at the screen, wondering what he's thinking.

In the midst of countless visible and invisible gazes, Dong Ge, with one hand on his shoulder and his eyes half-closed, looks like a resting kitten.

The moment the music started, he moved.

The commentators are still the same two who were at Dong Ge's preliminaries, but they, like everyone else, are looking at Dong Ge in a very different way than they did in the preliminaries.

Hearing the music, the non-professional narrator immediately said, "The song is 'Overture to the Undead'."

The retired athlete looks at Dong Ge like he's looking at a future hope: "He's compatible with different performance styles."

The light is soft, the ice is flooded with a thin shimmering light, and the young man's robes are flying from the wind.

The gauzy garment wrapped around his body like water flooding waves, and his movements were still articulated and smooth, but there were many more magnificent changes in his dance steps.

An ethereal one-handed ice floater with a phantom spin had the crowd cheering.

And as the music builds to a crescendo, Dong Ge's eyes grow fuzzy.

...... A struggling undead is tripping through the karmic fires of hell, quenched and reborn.

At the same time as the muffled recitation, Dong Ge's lips parted as he recited word for word word wordlessly, and then he opened his mouth and bit off his right glove, reaching out and flinging it across the stage.

When he was still alive, this action had caused a lot of criticism, and many people thought he was clowning around, but at the moment, after he made it, he almost detonated the whole room.

Not waiting for the cheers to fall, he hooked his wrist and leapt lengthwise off the ice.

The retired athlete choked violently and lost his voice, "3A! It's 3A!"

A kid jumps out at 3A! Perfect, flawless 3A!

Lou Sifan, far away in Hamachi, had been dumbfounded by the sight.

He Zhangsheng, in the next classroom, snapped the pen in his hand onto the desktop.

But Dong Ge's heart doesn't even beat faster, and as the music settles into a soothing groove, he spreads his arms wide and swallows and glides, touring the half-court as if he's touring the territory that's all his own.

He's back.

Dong Ge is back.

Only when the music dropped did Dong Ge burst into tears.

He turned his head to look at the camera, and a single tear fell at just the right moment, matching his slightly sweaty bangs and clear eyes with a beauty that screamed heart palpitations.

Chi Xiaochi gasps and says to 061, "I'm the one who's going to cry this time."

This tear also made the media go crazy, and for a while, countless words of praise poured in like snowflakes towards Dong Ge.

And before Dong Ge could return to Hamachi, an invitation arrived at the school from the provincial skating team.