ice emperor

"NoNoNoNoNoNo, the body posture and arm movements must be more stretched and light when entering the continuous step."

"Imagine Luis, the spring water flowing quietly, the snowflakes melting into the lake. Make full use of the speed changes you learned last season to lengthen the visual effect of your skating performance. Every ups and downs of the skates under your feet must fully match the background music The melody, fusion, [-]% fusion."

On Monday, August [-], [-], An Yi practiced the short program of the new season following the music, and constantly modified his movements according to the requirements of Julian Patt on the sidelines.

During this period, he did not perform any jumps, and only used footwork or dance postures to practice together, but the actual effect of the show was even better than adding jumping movements. Many athletes and coaches on and off the field watched member, shaking his head in admiration.

One hour, two hours, the training was over, and the time came to 04:30 in the afternoon. After he stepped out of the ice rink, took a shower and changed his clothes, he went to the medical room on the third floor of the new ice rink as agreed to ask his father to help him massage and relax. Unexpectedly, just as he walked to the door, a wailing came out through the door, which scared him, and he almost thought that he had gone to the wrong place and came to the slaughterhouse.It was really because the scream was too sudden, too, too, too, scary.

"Ow——!!! AN! Take it easy please, please take it easy, treat me gently. No! My waist, oh, I can barely feel it!"

"I swear, I really heard a click just now! Hohohohohoho, stop it! Joyce stop him! You...you you you, what are you doing? Why are you pressing my shoulder? No! I— I hate you!!"

Panting voice, trembling and unable to bear the pain, pitiful with a crying tone begging for mercy.

An Yi pushed open the wooden door of the medical room and walked into the room. At a glance, Johnny, who was wearing only a pair of boxers and almost naked, was lying face down on the bed, and a chubby James Joyce was standing beside the bed. Pressing his shoulders, a strong and sturdy executioner An Zexian was sitting on his calves at the end of the bed. He was stretching out a pair of big hands with blue veins, pressing, kneading and twisting his sweaty lumbar spine and tailbone. There were bursts of physiological muscle tremors and uncontrollable howling.

The muscles in his ears trembled, and he walked forward in two steps in three steps. An Yi nodded to Joyce and his father who were looking over, and squatted on the side of the bed, patted the back of the poor little neck on the bed comfortingly. With tears in his eyes, he didn't understand the situation and smiled slightly when he looked over, kindly helping him to distract himself.

As for the effect...

Well, it can only be said to be explosive. With his arrival and his 'caress', Jiaohua, who had been moaning and hurting before, immediately became a tough guy. No matter how hard his father tried to massage him, he was stunned. It was hard and silent.

Joyce, who had been watching the whole process from the sidelines, said with a smile, if it wasn't for the sheet under Johnny's body that was wet with the sweat dripping from his body, the screams that echoed in the medical room just now seemed to be just an illusion.

In exchange for a cold snort from his father, and the sudden increase in the force of the palm pressing on someone's waist, this gentleman who was obviously afraid of pain and wanted to pretend to be a tough guy failed again.

"Oh ho ho ho ho, slow down, slow down, Louis, I still don't feel much in my lower body."

With the sound of gasping, the soles of the shoes brushed against the road, and one figure leaned on the other and moved slowly.

"Of course, I admit that AN's massage has helped me a lot, but it really hurts too much. Can you imagine? He is completely tearing apart and combing my muscles that have not recovered from previous injuries, so that They're back to normal. I'm thankful to him, I really appreciate him! BUT! God—that pain, help, help me Luis, I can't bend down, I can't sit properly in the chair."

From 04:30 to 06:30, after the massage and dinner time, An Yi helped Johnny, who seemed to have experienced heart-wrenching pain, left the ice rink and went to a restaurant across the street to sit down at random, without paying attention to the surrounding area After discovering the whereabouts of the two of them, he poked his head and held up the camera, facing the reporter who was photographing them.

With the help of An Yi, he sat down, relaxed his back and leaned on the chair to soothe for a while, Johnny breathed out, Johnny revived, and finished ordering under the smiling gaze of the waiter at the table.

Afterwards, he kept his eyes on An Yi's face on the seat opposite, thinking about what to talk about, talking about the new season's program, his recovery from injuries, and life arrangements after retirement, until 10 minutes later, the two ordered seafood noodles and steak for delivery. Shut up and started to eat after coming up, and it took less than half an hour to feed the hungry belly.

Afterwards, we ordered coffee and desserts and chatted again. Anyway, today's training is over, so I have nothing else to do when I go back so early except to practice on my own.

In a sense, perhaps this is the tragedy of athletes. There is only one focus of life every day, which is either training or resting the body for better training.

The more successful and outstanding athletes are, the more so. Once the change is either a health problem, or a new plan for the future life in my heart, I am ready to leave this industry and do something else.

"By the way Luis, speaking of retirement, I have a question for you. When the Winter Olympics are over next year and I leave with the old Russian man, will you... well, I mean, will you feel lonely?"

At the end of the dinner, dessert passed the time, the body that had been "tortured and adjusted" by An Zexian gradually returned to normal, and his mood gradually improved. Johnny picked up the coffee cup on the table and took a sip, and sat with him curiously. An Yi asked on the other side of the table.

"You know brother, although the competition is a personal matter for each athlete, the existence of the opponent is equally important. If it were me, two, no, it should be four of the six people in the same group who retired at the same time. I must be quite confused Quite disappointed, I can't control the idea of ​​whether I should retire."

Having said that, he put down his coffee cup, let out a long breath, and then his chest collapsed and he shrunk back into the chair. His whole body seemed to sink into the scene he described. .

"...And then, even if I choose to keep going, with the emergence of batch after batch of newcomers, I will gradually feel, ah, I am really old, and I can't skate faster or jump compared to young people."

"Heh, can you believe it Louis, after I made the decision to retire and started working as a jumping coach part-time, every time I give lessons to Jason and the others, I always have the illusion that I am ten or twenty years older than them .It's really crazy to think that I just had my 21st birthday."

"..."

Hearing Johnny's question and Johnny's confession, An Yi didn't respond right away. He silently took the spoon from the coffee saucer, stirred the brown liquid in the cup, and ran away in the hot air.

After the Winter Olympics in February next year, Johnny, Ilya, Joel Duroc, Leo Boldman, will he feel lonely after they all retire?

Without a doubt, the answer is yes.The only remaining Yugenev Yeveshchenko, with whom relations were no different from strangers.

So, what's next?

Just like what Johnny said just now, newcomers come out in large numbers, and veterans wither, even if his physical condition allows, he will gradually be affected psychologically, constantly questioning his age, questioning whether the ice altar is still the one he is familiar with.

In addition, Joyce has emphasized many times about audiences, referees, aesthetic fatigue, ISU officials and national ice associations, etc. A series of interest issues...

With an existence like his, even if he doesn't want to retreat, he will definitely be forced to retreat.

Thinking of this and sighing, holding up the coffee cup to cover the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, an idea came to An Yi's mind. Fortunately, he didn't rely on the system to stay by his side and planned to hang on.

According to the preliminarily determined time, he will participate in another Olympic Games after next year's Olympic Games, and he will definitely retire by the end of February [-] at the latest.

Then what to do.

Talk about a relationship, bid farewell to the embarrassing status of an old virgin for two lifetimes, or with the help of the auxiliary system, become the master in another field and kill the Quartet?

Thoughts are churning, actively or passively thinking about future arrangements, and honing the two programs of the new season day after day. At the end of August and early September, the ISU International Skating Federation Youth Group Grand Prix split begins. There are less than two months left for the first match day in Russia.

Looking at the training plan, the completion progress of the short program has reached around 90.00%, while the free skating is hovering below 70.00%.There are no problems with jumping, skating, and action execution. What is tangled is the understanding and expression of the connotation and expression of the skating music "Ave Maria".

According to An Yi's thinking, there is nothing wrong with the Ave Maria, the Ave Maria, and the feeling of praising love. Who would have thought that Julian Pat rejected him on the grounds that this was Ilya Ivanov's choice of style, Instead, ask him to slide out feelings, hopes, and praises for all the beautiful emotions in the world.

Extremely picky, the attitude of distinguishing his program from Ilya Ivanov's program no matter what, is simply not enough to describe it as being critical.

In order to achieve this goal, he even completely changed the slide music.Except for the two words 'Ave Maria' sung by a child's voice throughout the whole piece, which proves that this is still an Ave Maria, from the beginning to the end of the whole piece of music, there is no slight difference from the one that Ilya Ivanov slid last year. similarities.

"NoNoNoNoNoNo, mysterious, solemn and sacred, don't forget the touch of your heart brought to you by the Cathedral of Notre Dame you are most familiar with."

"Listen Louis, if you had six stars in the music difficulty of your free skating last year, this year's "Ave Maria" will definitely exceed ten. She is beautiful but also difficult, almost close to the limit of inexpressibility. If you skate well, you will Your entire career is equivalent to "Dedicated to Nijinsky" choreographed for you by the mysterious choreographer. You are not good at skating, my dear Mr. Boss, I am afraid that you will encounter more serious problems than the Chinese style free skating in the last Olympic Games. doubts."

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