ice emperor

Hearing Julian Pat's request clearly, An Zexian screamed and his cheek muscles twitched.

He stared at the indifferent old friend in front of him and said, what are you doing?How could he make such a suggestion and want him, a father, to take his son to a striptease show! ?

Alright alright.

Maybe he shouldn't be so surprised. After all, Montreal has a nickname, a more formal strip club that is open to the public, and usually you can only watch it but not take the initiative to touch it.

But but but!

Refer to what the damned Julian Pat French Peacock said just now, 'Côte d'Azur', 'receive more male hormones', how could he be calm?

All kinds of information showed that the bastard asked him to take his son to watch the men's striptease, or in batches, stripped down to underwear in the first scene, completely stripped in the second scene, and danced wildly with birds.

"Is there a problem, why do you seem to be angry?"

In exchange for asking for an exclamation, Julian Pat, who noticed An Zexian's drastically changed and distorted expression and felt that he had been misunderstood, sighed.

"Honey, you are really strange after marriage, what made you forget that dance is also a form of artistic expression? Need I remind you, more than 6% of the dancers working there are from Montreal and the best The remaining 4% have teachers, have firemen, have high-level office workers, have married fathers, and no one will really do anything to mess up their peaceful lives."

Having said that, he opened the notebook in his hand again, found the marked part of the free skating sequence and held it up in front of An Zexian for him to see. His fingers slid across the lines of words on the paper and asked not to speak, and he was locked in An Zexian. The meaning expressed by the gaze on the face is quite obvious.

There is not much time left to prepare for the new season. Apart from this fast-track method of personal experience, if you know of any other methods, please feel free to suggest them.

In terms of the types of temptation and the methods of diverting male hormones, it is difficult to surpass the "Blue Coast" in the entire North American region. There are only a few in Canada and the United States, and the quality of the dancers is one in a million. Professional venues up.

"...Let me think about it, let me think about it again. Today is Wednesday, there is still time, and you can find other ways."

"In addition, the music of the free skating is also not finished, right? Apart from simple words and unintentional humming, no lyrics can appear in the song. Hey! I said, what is your expression? I am so frightened, can't I find a reason to complain one time!?"

Apparently understanding Julian Pat's message, An Zexian struggled in distress and hesitated for a while, and finally waved his hand to remind Julian to drive him away.

After that, he leaned against the protective wall alone and watched the three men and one woman from a distance, and the three young men were chatting and laughing.

I really want to immediately call my brat, who hasn't realized how much trouble he has caused, to come over and rub him to vent his anger.It's all because of him, he, the old man, is in this dilemma.

05:30, six o'clock, local time in Montreal, August 2, 4 at 8:18 p.m. After completing all the training, An Yi, who welcomed Long Xinyuan and his team, took a shower and changed clothes, and talked with Cindy Johnny and Johnny discussed it, and decided to temporarily change the dinner location, and by the way, help his brother who came to Canada from China to visit him all the way to clean up the dust.

The specific itinerary, um... The four of them first enjoyed a steak meal that was said to be enough to rank among the top ten in North America at the Timbeef Steakhouse, which was opened two streets away from the Meteor Ice Arena and not far from the office of the City Hall.

Then, on the way to go for a walk to eat and eat, I turned to the cinema on Peelst Street and watched the Hollywood movie "Spider-Man 2", which is currently being screened. It was around [-]:[-] p.m. before I walked slowly to Montfort Street. The ice rink was shaking, chatting about the past, present, and future during the period, while watching the night scenes on both sides of the street.

In the process, it is inevitable to mention each other’s thoughts and experiences for a certain period of time. Cindy recalled the fear when she was abandoned by her boyfriend when she was less than fourteen years old. Will you regret your current achievements?

An Yi talked about his different learning experience from other college students. Under Cindy's coaxing, Long Xinyuan talked about An Yi's short high school life, his own military school life, and when it was Johnny's turn at last, this guy didn't know how to think about it. Yes, An Yi couldn't laugh or cry, Long Xinyuan listened carefully, and Cindy applauded and urged him to talk about the confusion in his heart when his right Achilles tendon ruptured, and the collateral impact of An Yi's encouragement to him.

His mood at the time... No!To use the original words he just said not long ago, even now, when he encounters setbacks, he will still be encouraged by the strength Louis gave him.

Looking back on his past experience and thinking about it carefully, the reason why he can reach the current height in the field of figure skating men's singles is that besides his own talent and hard work, Louis can be found in many critical moments.

Especially when he recalled the experience of his father Dawson Wassenberg who sent him to Meteor Ice Rink to learn figure skating recently, he firmly believed that all this was already destined.

His best friend was Louis Watts, and one of the people he knew best was Louis Watts.They not only have common ideals but also common experiences, and the longest time spent together besides family members.Is there any reason not to be intimate, is there any reason not to value and cherish each other?

"..."

As they walked, intentionally or unintentionally, Johnny told Long Xinyuan that the four of them were divided into two teams unknowingly. They were in the front and were entangled by Cindy. An Yi, who had a strange atmosphere but was unable to change it, was behind.

Looking at the scene in front of him that resembled the 'Sura Field', he really didn't know what to do.

It's fine if Johnny likes him to say those words, why does his brother Long Xinyuan join in the fun?

It can't be that the premonition he had just this afternoon has become a reality so soon! ?

"Okey, I had a good time tonight, see you at noon tomorrow."

"By the way Louis, I have a suggestion. Although the free skating program you skated in the afternoon was very exciting, it doesn't feel suitable for you. If possible, you'd better ask Coach Pat to adjust the composition of the program, including the skating performance. The style also needs to be revised."

Stopping and walking, chatting and thinking, at 10:30 and [-]:[-], the four of them returned to the entrance of the club again and turned into the parking lot, sending Cindy to the off-road vehicle that Johnny had just bought at the beginning of the year.

After saying goodnight to each other, Johnny suddenly added such a sentence before sitting in the driver's seat and starting the engine, which caused An Yi, who also knew what his problem was, to nod and thank him. While watching the car drive out of the parking lot, he was still thinking, maybe he really should Talk to Julian Patt.

Then, he turned around and looked at Long Xinyuan who accompanied him to send his new friend away, and planned to go back to the room on the third floor of the old ice rink to rest separately.Unexpectedly, as soon as his eyes fell on his brother-in-law's face, his eyes were burned by the divine light from his bright black pupils.

The feeling of that moment——

Hey, hey, what's going on, who can tell him what happened?

Why is the expression on his brother's face so serious at this moment?It's impossible to be really stimulated by what he said, what Johnny said, right?

"Brother Xinyuan?"

"Andy, that ghost... I mean, Johnny Wassenberg, I like you."

An Yi opened his mouth in doubt, and the rising sound had not dissipated. Standing in front of him, a lean and outstanding man about 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a healthy body, whose figure was complemented by a casual suit, suddenly spoke to state a fact.

"...Ah, I know."

An Yi replied.

"Well, I can see that you know too."

Hearing his answer, Long Xinyuan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, nodded calmly and took two steps forward to continue.

"I talked with him a lot along the way, and he was right in saying some things. It is indeed fate that brought you to meet each other, but I hope you remember. Things are impermanent, and there may be someone more destined than him."

"The reason why it hasn't appeared is very simple. He still needs five years."

? ? ! !

The voice fell, and the night wind blew, stirring the corners of their coats.

The breath is close, the shoulders are heavy, and the cheeks are slightly itchy.The weight was as heavy as a thousand pounds, each word was paused, and the eight words with great meaning and power fell into An Yi's ears.

Under the street lights in the parking lot, An Yi stared blankly at the man close at hand for a moment, wanting to ask him why he said these things to him.

Wait for five years, and then, he retired, and he has also passed the novice stage of leading troops in the next company, so he can spare time to deepen and improve understanding, and turn the simple goodwill into other feelings?

It's okay for his father to know his situation. After his godfather Long Jun knew his son's possible sexual orientation, he wondered if he would turn this shocking remark and beat him to death with his brother who had been waiting for a few years?

"..."

At 45:[-], while sighing, An Yi followed the crazy Long Xinyuan and climbed back to the third floor of the ice rink, which would have a serious impact on his mind, causing the exhausted man to turn around and run back to the guest room door. In my own bedroom, I took off my coat, T-shirt, and jeans, jumped onto the bed and fell asleep with my eyes closed.

Drowsy, before completely sinking into the darkness, he was still thinking, same appearance, same temperament, why no one likes me in the last world, but after coming to the new world, I can always meet people who like him.

What makes him attractive, and what makes him dust off his body and shine, the answer is obvious, isn't it?

figure skating.

Of course figure skating...

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, look, look, the top of this little tent. It's full of anger, is it some interesting dream?"

Late at night and early in the morning, the time rotated, and I don't know how long it had passed. An Yi, who was in a drowsy sleep, seemed to hear a familiar male voice beside his bed.

"How about Xinyuan, your brother is well developed, isn't he much better than you? You don't know what your father did and said with his big and thick body. He is older than me, So what if he is stronger than me?! My son is better than blue!"

"Godfather."

"..."

"Wait a while, don't call me An Yi, it's a rare opportunity. Would you like me to take a few photos and send them to your dad? You don't know, your brother was very fun when he was young, but the older he grows, the less he gets close to him. Me. I still remember on the night of his birthday, I responded to your godmother's call to be ashamed and refused, relying on your brother to give him the wonderful world of popular science grown men on the bed, but it didn't work out. Revenge, must be revenge!"

Reach out.

"Godfather, don't—"

"Hmm... um?! Dad! You, you, you pervert, ghost father, old man, what do you want to do!? I, I, I, I will fight with you today!!"

boom!

……

The author has something to say: the identity information of the dancer is true.

Dad An was just too nervous.