ice emperor

加拿大埃德蒙顿,1999年3月16号晚上19:43分。

It was nearly ten o'clock in the morning on March 1999, 3, Beijing time.

An Zexian's brothers, best friends, An Yi's godfather, and Comrade Long Jun parked their jeep at the gate of their own community, and got out of the car with a leather bag in their hands.Taking big strides and blowing the wind, it took less than a minute to climb from the first floor to the door of the third floor. He took out the key and was about to open the door. The wooden door in the anti-theft door suddenly opened. He who can pinch and count , The good son who gave him a toothache has already opened two doors for him first.

after that……

Ha ha.

It was rare for this brat to be filial, and offered to help him with slippers, tea, cigarettes, and ashtray.

After finishing all the things that should be done, as expected, she reached out to him and asked him for the thing that was early in the morning and he had to go out to get it.

To be honest, he really doesn't understand what's wrong with his kid. He doesn't want to watch the live game, but he wants to stay in the country, and he won't leave China if he is killed.Ask him why, the brat doesn't say anything.I can only suffer from him as a father, running errands, finding friends, and getting the latest video recordings to satisfy this bastard in my family who cares about his younger brother but never talks about it.

"Take it, take it, one or two, they are all secrets to my own father, and you will bear it in the future."

On the one hand, staring blankly, Long Jun lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, opened the purse at hand, took out two recorded CDs and handed them to his son.

"You young people, I really don't know what to think. You guys are like this. When I went to get you this thing this morning, a few girls newly assigned by the sports station were also like this. An Yi's skating competition, your old man I also stopped by to watch it when someone carved it for you, it really feels pretty good, but it’s far from the level of being obsessed, giggling, or screaming at the screen, right?”

"Hey! By the way, brat, since your father and I worked so hard today, we drove to the central station early in the morning to ask someone to bring you things, so you can tell me when your brother celebrates the New Year. When you came to our house to pay New Year's greetings, besides giving you those strange fragments of antiques, what was written in the letter that was stuffed into you before leaving? Judging by your expression in those few days, your father, I guess what's in it Must be very interesting."

Taking a puff of cigarettes and sipping tea, Long Jun saw the rare opportunity and once again tried to find out the little secrets among the children.

This is indeed a bit of a bad taste, but it is more because he is curious about how the two children get along.

He still remembered his son's reaction when he saw An Yi for the first time, and he couldn't forget the intriguing expression on his godson An Yi's face at that time.

Maybe he's being overly sensitive because of his profession, but he just can't help thinking about it.

Unlike his good brother, who really let go after stepping back, his big heart is almost gone.If his old father, who is still busy abroad, finds out, he doesn't know how angry he will be.

"Don't worry about the things between the children, who can have no secrets."

As soon as he got what he wanted, Long Xinyuan was ready to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, he heard his father next to him make another excuse to explore the difference between him and An Yi. He stopped and turned around with a calm expression, looking at Long Jundao seriously.

"Dad, since you know that I can pinch and count, you should think that you can't hide things from my mother. I remind you, this time you go abroad on business, be careful of the people around you. Your seal is a little black. Definitely You have to put on the amulet I gave you a month ago, and the thing is for you to use when it is handed over to you."

When you're done, leave.

Long Xinyuan stayed in the living room. After listening to his words, his expression changed. He frowned and concentrated on the man who was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.

After returning to his room, he suddenly thought of something.His gaze suddenly turned, and he looked at the Five Emperors' Money Sword hanging by the window.The fingers of the palm holding the recording disc unconsciously rubbed against the edge of the disc.With his eyelids slightly closed, staring at the northeast direction outside the window, he let out a heavy and cold snort.

China, Beijing, Canada, Edmonton.

Two countries whose time zones differ by fourteen hours.

At 2:3, after dealing with the post-match matters of the short program, An Yi, accompanied by An Zexian, the national team and staff, returned to the hotel where he stayed.After answering the condolence calls from China, enjoying the organizational care and feeling the love and warmth, I can finally relax for a while, take a bath and get ready to sleep, and wait for the drawing ceremony for the men's figure skating free skating tomorrow afternoon.

There is nothing to say about the specific process. Except that he will be the first to draw lots this time, it is not much different from the previous short program draws.By the way, I don't know if there is a small medal awarding ceremony unique to the World Championships in this world and this era.Well, if there is, there really isn't anything to look forward to.The little medal is so small, so small, so small...

Thinking of this, a small medal suddenly popped up in my mind, which is not even as good as a big button.An Yi suddenly laughed, hugging the quilt with both hands, rolling on the bed with a low laugh, completely oblivious to the work at hand, walked into the bedroom and stood at the entrance of the room in amazement, feeling dumbfounded at the rare child's temper tantrum An Zexian.

Enduring with difficulty for ten or twenty seconds, as a father, An Zexian finally couldn't bear it anymore and coughed.

Standing at the door, seeing with his own eyes his son's body froze, his handsome face flushed, and his little face buried in the quilt, he dared not see anyone. It was very rare that he laughed a few times and jumped to the side of the bed to sit down. The little guy dragged out of the quilt, put his head on his lap, and looked down at him with a condescending smile.

Carefully observe the expression on An Yi's face. Because of what he did before, the redness of shame has not completely receded. At this moment, after looking at his father for a few seconds, he wants to turn his head and continue playing the ostrich.

Unexpectedly, the wicked An Zexian didn't intend to let him go at all. While rubbing his head with the palm of his right hand, he threw out another explosive news, which shocked An Yi so much that he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Son, you just came back after answering Director Hu's call. Do you know where Dad received the call after you left?"

While talking, she pinched An Yi's ear with the other hand.An Zexian whetted his son's appetite a little, and revealed the answer after ten seconds.

"cctv5. You know, CCTV Sports Station. No, seeing that our family has no sons, and the next generation has won the No.1 men's singles short program of the World Youth Championship. Immediately called eagerly and said, They have completed all the filming and interview procedures, and they will definitely be able to catch up with the on-site filming before the free skating lottery ceremony tomorrow afternoon."

With a proud tone, a smug expression, and joyful eyebrows, An Zexian said in a passionate voice.

"Look, look! This is a treatment I've never had before. My dad, I know, I'm very nervous. I've been thinking, Dad, as your head coach, will the reporter interview me? The camera Will the camera shoot me? What should my father do if he says something wrong? Son, is it necessary for you to say that my father is worried? The first interview was from the imperial court. It’s so exciting to think about it Woolen cloth."

While telling the specific news, An Zexian didn't think it was enough to satisfy his appetite. With his body twisting and his voice fluctuating, he successfully awakened An Yi from his own world, and rolled his eyes at him indecently.

Looking at An Zexian who was performing hard in front of him, An Yi felt that it was really difficult for him.

After receiving this supposedly happy news, the first thing that came to my mind was not 'Great, my son is going to be famous, and finally got the attention of the domestic media'.Instead, he wondered whether this kid’s mentality would be out of balance, affecting his performance in free skating, and finally disappointing the domestic media chasing news hot spots, feeling that it was a waste of time to travel for nothing, thus leaving a bad first impression of him .

Ha ha ha.

Although his father didn't say anything clearly about all this, all worries and worries were written on his face and eyes.It is estimated that his father did not expect that he could see the essence through the phenomenon, and gain insight into the deep content that he did not say, right?

If you want to blame it, blame his dad for being too anxious this time, and he was confused when he was concerned. He ran to give him a vaccination as soon as he heard the news, but forgot to completely cover up his inner thoughts.

Knowing this, An Yi was inevitably moved, but he didn't say a single word of comfort to An Zexian.

Although cctv and cbc are both national television media, the meaning behind them is completely two concepts.

Unless his father was stupid, he would only let him say it, and believe that he can handle the media reporters who are good enough to withstand the various pressures and expectations behind this stage name.

Since it is impossible no matter how you think about it, it is better not to say anything, use your strength to soothe his father's worries, put all your strength into the free skating competition the day after tomorrow, and get a good result to reward him.

free skating...

Referring to the reaction of good brother Johnny Wasenberg at the end of the short program competition, it seems that it is destined to be a life-and-death battle!

Ready to beat him in terms of difficulty by adding two quadruple jumps to the free program?

Sorry, Johnny, the two quadruple jumps he has mastered so far were not stable during that time in Canada.But after more than half a year of the national team, the coaches honed in disguise, the success rate of the quadruple jump on the back and outside ice is not 90.00%, but it is [-]%. In terms of performance and success rate, it is even higher than the quadruple jump.

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