ice emperor

On the field, off the field, from front to back.

At 18:17, along with Johnny Wasenberg, who was the last in the fifth group, the score of the game was released after skating.

As high as 5 technical points, all 85 artistic points are displayed on the real-time screen, immediately let the backcourt exceed 9%, and the hearts of the players waiting for the game thumped, secretly saying that it is not good.

An Yi, who was ranked fourth in the last group, didn't feel anything special.

The more intense the competition, the more he will devote himself. If the opponent is too weak, even if he defeats everyone, there is nothing to be happy about.

Man?

It is in nature to strive for strength and to win. Only by defeating an equal opponent can you fully demonstrate your strength. The king of weak chickens is also a weak chicken.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the sixth group of six contestants is starting to warm up, they are..."

Six forty, seven fifteen.

第六组比完第七组接上，当时间来到盐湖城当地时间,2００2年2月12号晚上19:5０分的时候，本届冬季奥林匹克运动会,花样滑冰男单短节目最后一组比赛的六位运动员，站上了冰场。

Without any accident, when the on-site announcer announced the names of the six nationalities in turn, there was overwhelming applause and cheers.

Especially when the announcer pronounced the name 'Louis Watts', the shouts from the [-] spectators at the scene resonated in the entire ice skating hall.

In addition, the five-star red flags were waving in the surrounding stands.Faces from different countries in the East and West gathered together because of a person they love in common, and because of his every move, they screamed louder and louder.

The duration was so long and the momentum was so great that even the TV stations broadcasting the game had to tune down the sound source collected from the scene.

More die-hard supporters such as cctv5 and cbcsports have tried to use their own methods to push the heat of the game to a greater climax since he started warming up.

"China Central Television, China Central Television. It is now 2:13 am on February 10th, Beijing time. You are welcome to continue watching the final group of the figure skating men's short program at the Salt Lake City Winter Olympics. I am the commentator Hu Yue. "

"Today, the entire Sandy Ice and Snow Hall was full of seats, and [-] spectators burst out with unimaginable enthusiasm. Listen to their screams and cheers, and look at the camera flying in the surrounding stands Bright flag. Yes! They are gathered here just for one person! Last year's men's figure skating world champion, Chinese athlete An Yi!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Louis!!!"

"install!!"

"Husband!! In the east stand! We are in the east stand!!"

After waiting for a long time, the enthusiasm that has long been stored bursts out at this moment.

On the ice rink, An Yi, wearing the uniform of the national team, began to warm up for 6 minutes. No matter which direction he skated in, southeast, northwest, he could bring up a wave of screams that made other athletes envious and jealous.

On the contrary, he, the client, seemed not to be affected by the outside world at all. He continued to slide along the edge of the ice rink in accordance with his old habits, making sure to adjust his physical condition, until a shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, and a person slid past his shoulder. , After leaving a sneer, he stopped and looked over, followed the direction the other party left, and stared deeply at his back.

"Hey, boy, who are you looking at? Victor Nagisa? Is something going on? Emmm, if he shows malice towards you, I suggest you better be vigilant."

With a heavy shoulder, a magnetic and mature male voice sounded in his ears. An Yi turned his neck slightly to look at the American Joel Duroc who slid to his side and stopped, releasing his kindness to him.

He didn't mean to speak. He smiled and nodded to the cowboy who was the second most supported by the audience. After skating around the field for four times, he came to the entrance and exit of the ice rink before the announcer reminded him that the warm-up was over. Put on the ice skates and return to the backcourt.

Immediately afterwards, at 2:[-] sharp, the final competition of the men's singles short program officially started.

On the real-time screen, Yugenev Yeveshchenko, the first Russian player to play, began to slide. He took the time to glance in the direction of the Ukrainian black crow and smiled nonchalantly.

Want to put pressure on him in that way, make him feel nervous and affect his performance?

It has to be said that this hateful guy underestimated him a little too much.

"A player from Russia, Yugenev Yeveshchenko..."

5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes, the Russian skater finished skating, the German skater finished skating, the host American, the Texas cowboy Joel Duroc passed half of the short program, An Yi was accompanied by An Zexian, Joyce, and the staff of the national team Next, came to the front court again.

Wearing a pure black performance suit, he paid attention to the performance of his opponent on the ice for a while, tugged on the cuffs and neckline of the slim long-sleeved T-shirt on his upper body to adjust the comfort, and stretched out his hand to confirm the tightness of the ponytail at the back of his head. His father, An Zexian, who had been watching him all the time, smiled and let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Joel Duroc also completed his own short program competition. In a set of movements, he perfectly completed the back-to-outside quadruple jump, the back-inside loop and the back-to-out triple axel. After two quadruple jumps in one program, Johnny raised the difficulty of the competition to this level again.

Tell the world with his own performance, even if he is much lower in quadruple jump difficulty.But compared with all the unstable athletes before him, he is still at the top of the figure skating men's singles.

' Joel Duroc from the United States, scored after the short program. '

‘技术分：5．75．75．75．75．75．75．75．75．7。’

‘艺术分：5．75．85．75．75．85．75．75．75．7。’

'The ranking of referees: Japan 2, Russia 2, Czech Republic 2——'

Clap clap clap clap.

Applause and applause, although Joel Duroc did not exceed Johnny's score to become the first, Joel Duroc still gained the support of the audience.

However, what made him dumbfounded was that this kind of support came and went quickly.As An Yi, who was fourth in the competition, stepped onto the ice, the eyes of more than 4 spectators were immediately drawn by him.

Sitting on the equal seats not far from the entrance and exit of the ice rink, Joel Duroc stared at the face of the boy who attracted the attention of the whole world, sighed and relaxed, and spread out on the seat without image, thinking about himself mind.

As for him, it seems that he is not young anymore, should he plan for the future?Or should we continue to persevere until we participate in the next Olympic Games?

"...Louis, I think you know everything you have to do. As your head coach, I trust you as I trust myself."

Beside the protective wall of the ice rink, seize the last moment before the announcer announces An Yi's name. James Joyce, who puts down Johnny's game in a formal suit and concentrates on coaching An Yi before the game, stands half a person high on the protective wall Outside, he stretched out his arms to hug his little disciple, patted him on the back and said.

"Remember! My child, you are the world champion! You are the absolute number one in men's singles! No one is stronger than you! Always keep this in mind!"

'The next player to play is Louis Watts (yian)!from China! '

"An Yi!!!"

"an------!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

As the on-site announcer announced An Yi's name, the last 30 seconds were timed to prepare.Joyce touched An Yi with his right fist, and gave time to his disciple and his father.

An Zexian didn't speak, his eyes looked at his son who was separated by a wall, and he heard the appalling cheers and cheers. He was both proud and distressed. He really didn't want his child to enjoy this kind of glory and bear this kind of pressure.

Country, team, public opinion, ice fans.

How much he hopes that his children can live a relaxed life and have more time to enjoy life.

The current life seems to be very good, but to be honest, he really can't bear it.

"dad?"

"...Ah. Hi-fiving, hugging, or kissing? Come on, don't hesitate, Dad has suffered a bit today, and I will leave the choice to you."

Hearing An Yi's doubtful voice, An Zexian responded with a smile, making a joke, and habitually stretched out his right hand to attack An Yi's cheek, but stopped suddenly when he was about to touch his skin .

"???"

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, An Yi was very puzzled.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw his dad twitching his mouth, returning to his usual sloppy and out-of-shape appearance, and spreading his right hand in front of him.

Without further ado, following his movement, An Yi gave a high-five. An Yi smiled at the two of them, kicked off the ice and turned around. Riding on the endless cheers from the scene, he slid to the middle of the ice rink and stopped.

The lower body is straight, the upper body is loose, the right hand is holding the left forearm and placed in front of the body, the eyes are calm and unwavering, looking at the referee's seat to the north, quietly waiting for the sliding music to play.

"...Joyce, I feel bad."

"an?"

"I don't know if you've noticed, but Louis has lost a lot of weight. I don't know when, the soft flesh on his cheeks has completely disappeared. You said, as his father, I didn't say anything but was forced to do so by the Olympics." Remember to supervise his training! I am like this, am I...very unqualified?"

"Oh, old man, don't ever say that. You have to trust that kid to understand what he's trying to do. You and I as his coaches, as his—"

wow.

wow.

Waves, tides, dense, cool.

Accompanied by the lapping of waves and the sound of sad and lonely music, An Zexian and Joyce immediately stopped communicating and cast their eyes on An Yi in the center of the ice rink.

just.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them lost their voices.I was shocked by the expression on the face of that familiar yet unfamiliar boy standing on the ice.

They watched him laugh, and yes, he laughed.

They watched him cry, yes he was crying.

Two extremely complex emotions, almost filled with despair, struggle, and helplessness, penetrated into their hearts like this, so that they had no time to wonder, "Is this still the short program they are familiar with?" It was irresistible , being drawn into a vortex that can definitely drown people by the devil on the ice who can easily influence human emotions.

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