ice emperor

"Sunday, September 9, at 3:3pm, a light rain fell suddenly."

"After the advertisement, everyone is welcome to continue to lock cbcsports and pay attention to the preliminaries of the Winter Olympics, the 2/1 Canadian Figure Skating Championships, and the women's singles short program. I am your old friend, and my wishes have been fulfilled. In recent years No more lucky ones, Joe Baker."

In the CBC live broadcast room, Joe Baker, a sports commentator, host, and sports commentator, who is wearing a dark blue suit, has short hair on top of his head, short cheeks, chin, and beard, and shows the mature charm of a middle-aged man, sits behind the anchor station and says After finishing the opening remarks, he suddenly turned his body unexpectedly, pointed his back at the camera lens and paused for a few seconds, then turned around again to show people the front, and continued passionately.

"truelove. True love forever! Thank you, Luis, this is the best gift. Only today, on the match day of the women's singles short program, I have the opportunity to make such tendentious remarks, and I don't have to worry about attracting the TV station fine."

"I thought... oh, the ice is over, the women's singles short program, the last group of six players, show up on the ice to warm up. Wow, of course, and Louis and Johnny, the live camera footage, so love them."

The video screen switches, returning from the live broadcast room to the game scene.

Accompanied by the voice of Joe Baker, the camera footage of the live broadcast first scanned the six female athletes who were warming up, then immediately turned around and came to the auditorium in the adjacent division on the west side, locking on black hair, blue eyes, white skin and brown Blonde, handsome and energetic, each with their own characteristics, are two young men.

At the same time, their figures also appeared on the big screen in the stadium.Immediately, yes, immediately, there was a wave of screams like a tsunami, causing the athletes who were warming up on the ice rink to look up in confusion, saw the picture on the big screen, and shook their heads wryly after understanding the cause of all this, Unable to control my emotions, a strong feeling of envy grew in my heart.

Johnny Wassenberg, Louis Watts, figure skating ice, the twin stars of the new generation of men's singles.

The blonde one is alright, but the black-haired one really makes them... no, it should be said really, it makes figure skaters all over the world envious.

Think about his athletic talent, physical condition, and then think about his personal temperament, appearance, audience popularity, and referee popularity.

As well as the achievements he has made since the beginning of his career, he has been cited by coaches and commentators all over the world as a model of action execution process.

Time and time again, they sighed that he was simply a masterpiece specially created by God to spread figure skating. Everything about him was so perfect, which was what all of them dreamed of and longed for, but could never get.

"Yeah, Louis—————!"

"Oh my god! He was waving at me, he must have heard my voice! Louis! On October 10th, we look forward to your performance skate, looking forward to your performance!!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Juice, dude? How about some sports drink?"

"Emmm, or sparkling water? Add a lollipop? Trust me, no matter what you want, I have it here."

"..."

Sitting on the west side of the stadium, on the stand reserved by the competition organizing committee for athletes to watch the game, An Yi kept smiling and waved to the audience cheering for him. Li turned to his good brother Johnny Wasenberg who was talking and rummaging through his backpack.

how to say.

Ever since seeing him this time, especially after the ice rink chase that day, he felt a kind of germination, a kind of ignorance, a kind of subconscious temptation from him.Maybe even he himself didn't quite understand what he was after.

Of course, as an experienced person here, he must understand, but he is also very distressed. He really wants to point this 'idiot''s head and ask him, do you know what you are doing?

This kind of excited, uneasy, trying to please someone and express yourself is really a kind of boy's feeling when facing the person he likes.

And besides that, he had to say that this weird style of painting really didn't suit the previous image of the hot-blooded idiot Johnny Wasenberg.

"Sparkling water thanks. Also, Mr. Watsonburg, I must stress that this bothers me."

"Why?"

Hearing An Yi's request, Johnny took out a plastic bottle from the backpack by his leg and handed it over, zipped up the backpack, unscrewed a bottle of sports drink, brought it to his mouth and asked a question before drinking it.

"Maybe it's my delusion."

"uh-huh?"

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

"After I returned to Canada this time, your relationship with me has become closer."

"uh-huh?"

"But there's something weird about the intimacy, like you're chasing a girl. Doing everything you can to please her, to please her, to get her attention, and I hope I'm wrong."

puff----! ! !

The voice fell, bending over to spray water.

Fortunately, Johnny adjusted the direction at the last moment and did not hurt the innocent people in the front seat.

However, there is no doubt that he has suffered himself by doing so.

The plastic bottle in his hand suddenly loosened and fell to the ground, the upper of his trousers was soaked in water, the face bent over the ground was so red that his ears were sickly red, and at the same time, the sports drink was sucked into the trachea, which caused a severe cough.

Seeing this, An Yi hurriedly stretched out his left hand to help him caress his back, but he didn't expect that his wrist tightened the next moment, and Johnny, who was bent over and buried his face between his legs panting, grabbed it and pulled it outward.

The meaning expressed is quite obvious, 'don't touch me, I don't need your help, I don't mean what you said'.An Yi smiled wryly as he watched, apologized a few words hastily, and then took his hand away.

"Cough cough cough! God Louis, what did I hear that you think of me so much?"

After trying to calm down for a while, Johnny wiped his mouth with his hands indiscriminately after controlling his cough, straightened his back, put his head on An Yi's shoulder and said in a low voice.

"You're thinking too much, buddy! Looks like I have to keep my distance!"

"Pursuing you? That's a big deal - oh, come on, I...how did I not know I was doing such a 'holy and great' thing? God, I think you must have been inspired by Joyce and The influence of Julian will associate our pure brotherhood with that aspect!"

After speaking, turning his head, Johnny leaned his back heavily on the seat, straightened his flushed face and ears, and began to take care of his appearance.

Seeing his reaction so fiercely, An Yi smiled and shook his head without saying anything else. He turned his attention to the bottom of the stands. He quickly concentrated on the game that had officially started, and naturally missed the reaction of his friends next to him.

While breathing, the first female athlete came on the field and slid. The new generation of Canadian sports idol, Mr. Johnny Wasenberg, sitting on the left of An Yi, was flushed and his heart was beating like a drum.

When the second female athlete came to skate, he asked himself in a daze, did he really have a crush on his best brother?

No no no, how is it possible!He is just grateful for his support, his encouragement, and his help, and wants to return his sincerity!

Absolutely no such thoughts.

Yes!Absolutely not!

Thoughts were churning and disturbing in his mind, Johnny didn't know what he thought of when he was meditating on himself, the muscles on his cheeks suddenly tightened, and the blood vessels and veins near his neck burst out, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at An Yi beside him for a moment in a daze , After waking up, he shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to also focus on the short program competition.

Up to now, the third athlete who participated in the competition has finished skating, and the next one is his ex-girlfriend Cindy Celaya. He must be focused, must be focused, and work hard in order to--

"Johnny! Johnny wake up, Johnny!"

"Cindy is looking for us, hurry up and wave to her. Wow, good girl, you must work hard! For next year's Winter Olympics!"

An Yi's shout came from his ear, and Johnny Wassenberg woke up suddenly.

In an instant, the hustle and bustle of the arena and the announcer's voice came back to him, making him realize that all his "sobriety and reason" before were just his own imagination.

Looking down, he thought he was laughing.

When the girl on the ice rink looked over, he felt that he raised his arm, and he should have waved to her.

As for whether there is really, he is not sure, ah ah ah, so annoying!

For God's sake, who can tell him what is going on in his present state of mind? !He has never had this experience before!

Ten seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds, the music sounded, and Johnny's shoulders trembled in distress. He looked at Cindy Celaya, who had already started gliding on the ice, and listened to the familiar song "Romeo and Juliet".

It feels weird.

For some reason, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of feelings all of a sudden.

Love, it turns out that there is more than enthusiasm.And companionship, support and understanding.Just like him... ow, whatever he was thinking, he said no, why now——

Well!

Looks like he really has to talk to someone he can trust.

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The author has something to say:

Still, don't think too much, don't think too much, don't think too much, everything is for growth, for the show, for art!For art!For art!

As the protagonist, An Yi must ensure a certain degree of cleanliness, so some things can only happen to other people, which in turn affects him.Otherwise, you will fall into a state of hypocrisy.

Ah, Johnny has grown up.

Long zhang, long g, big da, too.