ice emperor

Full of fighting spirit, everything is silent.

An Yi and Johnny Wassenberg had a good sense of tacit understanding. After the short program draw ceremony, they entered the competition state successively.The brotherhood that was harmonious and loving just a moment ago has evolved into what it is now, with a strong fighting spirit, mutual reluctance, a faint rivalry of fate, like a deadly enemy, only one of you and me can 'survive' on the field, Bloody Shura field.

We spread out, had lunch, and took a break to adjust.At 01:30 noon, when they returned to the skating hall again, the 36 players who participated in the afternoon competition had already arrived.

Each occupied a small area in the backcourt preparation area, stretching joints, relaxing muscles, and making final preparations for the official game that will start soon.The tense and hot atmosphere did not decrease by half because of their younger age.

Like other players in the backcourt, An Yi is also preparing for the match.With the help of An Zexian, after moving his body and limbs, he closed his eyes and crossed his legs, straightened his back, sat on the ground against the wall, adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

For some reason, I ignored the camera crew of the Canadian TV station who seemed to be paying special attention to him.Try to calm down, immerse yourself in your own world, immerse yourself in the short program video that is repeatedly staged in your mind, and make the last check to make up for omissions.In the short program competition that will be officially staged later, every movement that I slide out can be perfect and flawless.

By the way, speaking of the short program competition that will start soon...

Although he tried his best to calm his emotions, it was inevitable that he would still be a little nervous.After all, this is different from the previous qualifying competitions, both in terms of nature and importance, it has risen to a whole new level.

In order to test himself, he also insisted not to use system assistance in the game, so he would naturally be a little worried about gains and losses.I always can't help but think, will I make mistakes during taxiing?Will you fall?Will you stand on the ice rink with your head in a mess and you don't know what you are skating?In front of spectators, athletes, and referees from all over the world, embarrassing the country——

"Hey, my good boy. Why do you keep your eyes closed? Don't you want to see your head coach?"

Just as he was thinking wildly and his thoughts were diverging, a sound of footsteps stopped near An Yi from far to near.Immediately afterwards, a familiar male voice sounded, successfully causing him to open his eyes with a swipe.

With a silly expression on his face, An Yi stared at the man in front of him in a daze.

The fat body, round face, and familiar smile, except for his former head coach James Joyce, it is impossible to be anyone else.

Can't control my body, no!It should be said that before he had time to control his body!An Yi had already jumped up from the ground, rushed to Joyce, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

His whole face was buried in his chest, greedily searching for and feeling the kind of peace he was most familiar with.Because of the arrival of this man, I instantly forgot all the anxiety and all the nervousness in my mind.

"...Oh, my good boy, your body is shaking? I am here, and your coach Joyce is here. He will accompany you to face this game."

Hugging the child in his arms with his backhand, James Joyce didn't care about the camera lens following him, and gently patted and stroked An Yi's back to soothe his nervousness before the competition.

And An Yi, when he heard Joyce say that he would accompany him to face the game, looked up at the man's face in surprise.After not finding any falsehoods, he couldn't help but look back at him, dissatisfied with Joyce and his father, An Zexian, who had such a close relationship, and asked for confirmation.

When I turned my head back after a while, I couldn't control my brows and expressions at all. I was smiling so heartily and heartily, and my blue eyes shot out two rays of surprise without any impurities, which was captured by the camera that was filming this scene next to me. It has been imprinted into the bottom of everyone's heart, and it will remain in the world forever.

This reunion was a surprise for An Yi, and it was even more a surprise for Canadian TV Sports Department, who became curious about him after the lottery ceremony, studied his information, and was responsible for the live broadcast of the World Youth Championship.

For example, the two cbcsports World Youth Championship sports hosts who are currently warming up for the afternoon men's singles match.Although they are all men, they are already middle-aged, and they are far less sentimental than women.However, he was still deeply moved by the scene in front of him, and he gained a wave of favorability from the 14-year-old Chinese named Louis Watts in the picture.

"Oh... I have to say that this boy has indeed inherited his mother's looks. Joanna Watts, yes! I must remind my friends who are watching the live broadcast in front of the TV that our Canadian women's singles Proud, after retiring for many years, she returned to the ice rink she was familiar with in another way.”

"Yes, Joe. I still can't forget the beautiful memories Joanna left us. And now, his son has also walked on the path her mother once walked."

With a chant in the language, two show hosts in their 40s and dressed in formal attire expressed their emotions one after another.Reviewed and introduced Joanna Watts, once brilliant life, condemned some hateful man who appeared in the camera, and then changed the topic, and continued to talk about James Joyce and An Yi, the master and apprentice.

After the short program draw in the morning, there was a surprise investigation by the program group.They had already determined that Joyce's two disciples were equally talented, or that An Yi was even better.

Undoubtedly, this alone has made them interested in the boy in the picture, wondering whether he can prove himself in this competition.

After all, he is different from the rising star Johnny Wassenberg who had already shown his strength in last year's Canadian National Championship.Except for the qualifying footage captured earlier, there is no video that proves his ability.

The CBC live broadcast hall, the players' backcourt preparation area, and the [-]-seat auditorium are fully seated, and the Maple Garden Ice and Snow Arena.

At 1999:3 pm on March 16, 02, the figure skating and men's single short program competitions of this World Youth Championship officially started.As the first group of six players warmed up on the ice, the applause of the audience completely ignited the flames of war that permeated the ice rink.

After 6 minutes, the warm-up was over, and the ice rink announcer announced that a group of thirteen to 16-year-old boys stood on the ice rink, performing their own short programs, and sweating hard for their dreams.

Looking at the backcourt area, through the TV screen, An Yi's mood went up and down, watching the whole game through the TV screen, ups and downs with each player's technical movements.For the performance of each peer, send sincere praise, or applause and encouragement.

At this moment, time passed little by little, and the order in which he played was getting closer and closer.For some reason, instead of being flustered, he became more and more calm.

Maybe it was because of Joyce's company, father An Zexian's company?

No, no, he feels that although there are reasons for this, more factors may be his own mentality, which has undergone a complete change.

After watching the efforts of his peers on the TV screen because of ideals and love for this sport, he has been influenced by their passion, and his whole body has entered a state of enthusiasm and complete combustion.

fight?Then let's fight!As a man, how could he be afraid of challenges? !

"Athletes please pay attention, the six players in the third group are preparing to warm up. They are from the United States..."

"It's your son, don't be nervous, just slide out of your own strength."

As the last player in the second group skated on the ice, the ice pouring truck repaired the ice surface once, and the backcourt staff issued a notice that the six players in the third group were ready to play.

An Zexian and Joyce exchanged a look, stepped forward and patted his son on the shoulder.After An Yi breathed out a long breath, nodded to him in response, he smiled and cheered him up, motioned for the national team staff who came with him to lead the way, and escorted his kid all the way to the front field. In the applause of 6 spectators, she took off the protective cover of the skates under her feet and stood on the ice rink, starting the last link before the official competition, a [-]-minute warm-up.

At the same time, the on-site announcer introduced the skaters in turn. After each introduction, the audience applauded and encouraged.

However, the first five contestants were still in normal condition. Unexpectedly, when it was An Yi's turn, just as the announcer pronounced his English name, there was a loud scream.Looking in the direction where the sound came from, I suddenly found that it was only a small group of a dozen girls who made such a big noise.

"Joyce, I feel that girls abroad are getting more and more crazy. It's even more than Joanna..."

"Oh Ann, may I take what you're saying now as showing off?"

Hearing the complaints from the man beside him, James Joyce, who had been following his disciples on the ice, chuckled, turned his head and complained to An Zexian, whom he had known for more than ten years.

"Actually, you don't have to. Louis is handsome for all to see. Listen to the screams of the girls at the scene. There is no doubt that he is more popular with the opposite sex than when you were young."

"shit james!"

"Ah, this makes me seem to see again the scene when Joanna pursued you many years ago. Oh, our poor, shy virgin from China, Ann, was blocked in the men's locker room by his admirers I still remember that day when the poor man was forced by the woman, he had to admit with red faces that he really liked her too. He even fell in love with her at first sight! After that he..."

"Hey, hey, did you say enough is enough, Joyce who never had sex! Have you forgotten how much I paid for you to continue to be Louis' coach? I warn you, Joanna and I The truth about mutual love, if you dare to mention half a word to Louis, I will definitely—oh, the warm-up is over. Remember! Absolutely, absolutely, you can’t tell my son about this! Got it?!”

The two middle-aged men came and went, and finally they fought evenly.

When An Zexian was about to give a good warning to his old friend, the 6-minute warm-up time ended, and An Yi had already slid in front of him and Joyce along with the exiting players.

Passing the ice skate cover in his hand, An Zexian temporarily let go of a certain fat man and exposed his offense by mentioning his dark history.One heart is tightly tied to his child, paying attention to his every movement and every expression, for fear that the child will start to get nervous again.

In the backcourt preparation area in the afternoon, An Yiqiang calmed down. The fact that he didn't really get better until he saw Joyce inevitably made him worry.

At this moment, he wanted to say something to comfort the child, but he was also afraid that these words would break the mental balance that the child had finally established.It's really hard to do or not to do it, it's hard for him to die!It is estimated that only a happy-hearted guy like Fatty Zhan would really feel at ease and let the child adjust his mood by himself.

Tangled in my heart, hesitating.

When An Zexian fell into pre-match anxiety, the first player in the third group had already started his own skating.

Returning to the backcourt and sitting on the chair again, An Yi watched the real-time images sent by the TV screen with a calm expression.It seems that since returning from the heat from the ice, the whole person has entered a mysterious state of mind.

How to describe that feeling.

It's as if the soul is out of the body, looking down at the ice rink, feeling like standing on the clouds, omnipotent.

Any emotion that arises in the heart and brain, has the confidence to convey it and infect the audience.Enough emotions, even just thinking about it for himself, will cause goose bumps all over his body, affecting his whole mind.

Deeply trapped in this state and unable to extricate himself, An Yi watched the first skater finish skating, followed by the second, third, and fourth.

Nearly half an hour later, as the fifth player in the third group slid halfway through, he took the initiative to get up and took off his national team uniform, and handed it to the accompanying staff.With a calm expression, he walked towards the contestant aisle. An Zexian and Joyce, who stood up with him behind him, looked at each other in dismay. They seemed to realize something vaguely, but intellectually they couldn't believe it.

Focus or Devotion?

Their sons and students turned out to have a big heart, and were they big-time contestants?

And if they read it right, there was a faint coercion from that child just now.That is definitely a kingly aura that can only be possessed by athletes with extremely strong talents, winning one game after another, and cultivating absolute dominance.Their sons and students have already taken shape. How is this possible? !

"The next skater to skate is Louis Watts (yian) from China."

The fifth player finished skating and waited for scoring.Wearing black and white, a pair of pure black trousers on the lower body, and a pure white upper body, An Yi, who made up the short program performance costumes made of stretch fabric, chiffon velvet, star-point rhinestones, and three layers of gradient feathers, officially stood on the ice of the competition. field.

Taking a deep breath, he stood by the protective wall near the entrance and exit, listening to An Zexian and Joyce's instructions, with a 'detached' smile that he couldn't explain clearly, nodding from time to time A commitment.

Finally, he stretched out his fist and touched Joyce. The poor dad who had been looking at him showed his face and slid out of the ice with a smile. In the middle of the ice rink, crossed his arms and hugged his shoulders with a smile in his eyes, with an inexplicable provocative gleam in his eyes, looking directly at the referee's seat closest to him on the north side of the ice rink, fixed on his face, and was firmly locked by him, Unable to move away any longer, the camera broadcast the footage live.

"Oh, God, I must admit, there's nothing to stop this boy."

"He obviously just stood on the ice and made a simple start, and I was already willing to be captured by his face and eyes."

In the cbcsports live broadcast hall, the middle-aged host, whose full name is Joe Baker, once again began to express his love for An Yi, without any trace of reserve and pride that a normal man should have.

"Kevin, did you notice what Joyce said to this kid at the end just now? Concentration, devotion, infecting the audience, and winning. I have to say that this former Canadian men's singles is proud of his disciple. Very confident."

At the same time as Joe Baker made his comments, in the live broadcast, on the ice surface of the arena, An Yi moved the moment the skating music played.

The main theme of the white swan was played, he closed his eyes, turned his neck slightly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

When the eyes with thick upper eyelashes opened slowly again, he slid out on the ice, swept across the referee's seat, the live broadcast camera, and the audience, and captured everyone's soul in an instant.

In the sound of music, the sound of xun appeared, and his gliding movements were light and unrestrained, with an indescribable freedom and elegance.It is obviously very fast, but it seems that it seldom kicks the ice, and the efficiency of skating and using the blade is astonishing.The feet, the body, every drop and lift, tilt and deflection, are all simple and efficient, and there is no trace of redundancy.

The music is melodious, and he plays on the ice.

Incarnate as an elegant and noble white swan, fiddle with the water and flap its wings.

Accompanied by a burst of heart-pleasing melodious notes, he naturally took off in a series of complex and changeable gliding footwork.Suddenly, or rather naturally, a three-week hook was incorporated.

The audience in the auditorium was shocked, their faces were written all over, why did they jump?How can it be so easy to jump?Why isn't there any initial movement to prepare them for the jump before jumping?

Looking at An Yi who was skating on the ice, of course he didn't have time to answer these questions from the audience. After perfectly completing the required single jump of the short program, he slid out smoothly, twisted his waist and swung his arms, leaned over and bent his legs, and landed on the front half of the skate with his left foot. Ice flapped its 'wings' in a crouching position, rotated its body, and flew across the ice with a series of ripples.

In the sound of music, I came to the center of the ice rink and squatted for six weeks, then stood upright, changed my feet to float, hooked the back of the ice skate with my right hand, and bent my body into a shape like a water drop.

The other hand is idle on the side of the body, the neck is held high, and the expression on the face is contented while spinning, and even conveys a leisurely and intoxicated smile from the eyes.

applause.

Undoubtedly, the audience was overwhelmed by his amazing performance, and they exclaimed and praised him for his performance and skating.

An Yi didn't seem to hear it. After completing the spin, he stopped and stood on the ice, facing the referee's and audience seats to the north, and smiled innocently and blinked.

Pedal off again to the sound of music, picking up speed as the tempo picks up in the background music.When there was a burst of drums and a blast of thunder, a series of single feet under the feet changed into blades, suddenly turned around and changed feet to land on the ice, jumped forward into the air, and spun three and a half times quickly.

When he lowered his right foot and landed on the ice, a splash of water and ice crystals lit up his figure.The ice blade under the feet slid out a large arc casually and smoothly, and in the middle of it, it rotated flexibly, took off in a ring, and landed on one foot.Using a difficult connection that all the previous players could not complete, they entered another prescribed action-jumping swallow style rotation.

One week, two weeks, three weeks, the center of the circle under his feet shifted very little. An Yi's left foot landed on the ice, and he kept the posture and rotated for eight weeks before closing his movements.

Then, accompanied by wind, rain, thunder and lightning, he turned into a stubborn creature fighting against nature, and entered the footwork stage in an S-shaped route from one end of the ice rink.

Outward hook step, inner hook step, twirling step, bracket step, three turns, performed one after another!

Cooperating with his feet, he sometimes pauses on the ice, and sometimes turns around to change blades, but he always maintains his footwork and balanced body posture. The audience watching the scene dare not make a sound. His eyes followed closely behind him.

I witnessed with my own eyes that he was gliding into the field again when the thunder was intensifying at the end of his footwork. He suddenly turned his head and swung his arms with serious eyes, slid back into the action, and his legs fell off the ice in a figure-eight shape and flew upwards.

Arms raised high, soaring in the wind and rain, with a firm look in his eyes, the outer edge of his right foot slid out after landing on the ice, his crossed arms swung down suddenly, the ice blade of his left foot touched the ice, and he jumped into the air again. Rotate three times.

The body fell two or three meters high and far away, the left leg stretched, and the right foot slid out, taking a big step in a natural and smooth connection.The whole set of movements is agile and elegant, and it is simply beautiful and unforgettable. The audience was so surprised that apart from screaming and applauding vigorously, they didn't know what else they could do to express their hearts on the ice. The admiration of skaters.

On the other hand, An Yi, after finishing the third set of jumps, the triple axel jump with the inner loop, followed by the triple axel with the outer ice point, he slid to the center of the ice rink with the background music that slowed down and started to jump. Complete the last move in your own program, a joint spin.

Upright rotation, squatting rotation, and swallow rotation, three postures, each for three weeks.

Finally, the knife is hooked with bent legs, and the upper body forms a donut in a ring and rotates to complete the movement.

As the last trace of background music in the ice rink dissipated, his eyes were slightly closed, his neck drooped, he looked down at the ice, and his movements paused.

Like a swan that has just finished a fight with nature, is exhausted physically and mentally and falls into a deep sleep.Ended his short program skating and ended his first ice performance.

"..."

"Ah ah------!!!!"

"Wow!!!"

"Louis! Louis! Louis!"

The music stops and the taxiing ends.

The ice rink, which can accommodate [-] spectators, was quiet for a few seconds to watch the game live.next moment!Deafening screams, praise, and applause exploded.

An Yi seemed shocked by the scene in front of him, his thick eyelashes touched twice, and his blue eyes were full of water.

Affected by the excitement in my chest, the enthusiasm of the audience, and the heart throbbing caused by my full dedication and selfless performance.The nose is sore, the throat is blocked, listening to the deafening applause and shouts, watching one by one rushing to the sidelines, throwing flowers, praising the audience he just performed, the muscles at the corners of the mouth are trembling, and I really want to cry .

But he finally held back, because of a little persistence, because of his pride as a man.It is rare to show true feelings, but he would rather use more and better performances in the future to thank those who supported him.

"...Thank you, thank you."

"Thank you."

He opened his mouth and whispered, bent over and bowed.

An Yi sincerely expressed his gratitude to the [-] audience who applauded and congratulated him.

The whole thank you process lasted for more than 40 seconds.An Yi had to do it twice before he was able to step out of the ice rink and meet Joyce and An Zexian who were equally excited on the sidelines.

"Oh! Good boy! What you did just now was—awesome!"

"Wow, son! You really, you really surprised your dad and me!"

One after the other, hugging and congratulating, Joyce and An Zexian welcomed An Yi's triumphant return together.

An Yi also smiled happily and satisfied.Holding the arm of his father An Zexian, he calmed down his breath, took the skates and put them on, accompanied by the two of them, sat down at the waiting bench and waited for the score. Evaluate the short program performed.

To be honest, before taxiing, he was very uncertain.After gliding, apart from excitement and anticipation, he didn't have any anxiety or worry in his heart.

In his opinion, the short program just now is already the most difficult, best state, and peak performance he can skate out under the current rules.

As long as the referee on the scene is not blind, he should score a score that satisfies him.

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