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"Can you see it? Can you see it? God! After half an hour, I finally adjusted the video call."

On March 2, 3, around 8:[-] in the morning, in An Yi's bedroom.

After a lot of patient waiting, Johnny Watsonberg, who once again proved his "idiot" nature through remote text and voice guidance, finally set up the msn software and started this nearly four and 10-minute delay Instant call.

Hearing his complaint, An Yi angrily rolled her eyes at this bastard the moment the Johnny screen popped up on the communication software and ignored him.

If it weren't for him, a former senior game producer and professional software engineer, who ignored all idiot problems and patiently taught.This guy who added all his attribute points to his athletic talent and forgot his IQ wanted to complete this instant communication across Montreal to Beijing, but he didn't know that he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

"Hi Louis, good evening and good morning, my side is now ten twenty in the evening, what about yours? Ten twenty in the morning?"

The video was connected, and the chat started. The time in Beijing was 3 hours behind that of Beijing. On the night of March 7, Johnny adjusted his sitting posture with a laptop in his hand. At the same time, he pointed the camera of the laptop at the After scanning the environment of the room he was in, he continued to talk to An Yi on the other end of the network.

"Recognize where it is? Yes, it's Joyce's home. As I told you in the email earlier, Joyce was afraid that I would be self-willed in the early stages of rehabilitation because my father was busy with the police department. Come on, forced me to move into his apartment and stared at me almost 24 hours a day."

Speaking of this, Johnny squeezed his eyes and grinned, the expression on his face was full of horror, regret, and unbearable looking back.

Seeing that she was in Beijing, staying comfortably at her own home, enjoying the pampering of her parents, and the pampering of her father, An Yi burst out laughing, and ruthlessly spit out the word "deserve it"!

Regret it now?It's too late to regret!Indulge in the [-]/[-] personal care of head coach James Joyce.Who told you, a bastard, to act recklessly regardless of your body? !

"Oh Louis, how could you do this? Your reaction hurts me deeply."

Originally, "complaining" was in exchange for sympathy, but as a result, Johnny Wassenberg found that his little partner was very unsympathetic.

How can you do this.

He already knew he was wrong, and had had enough torture lately.Now even his best brother doesn't comfort him, which makes him feel devastated.I sighed in my heart, is this a signal that God has abandoned him?

"...Okay, stop making trouble Johnny. How is your right foot? The stitches should have been removed and the cast removed?"

He laughed and joked with his friend for a while, and after five or six minutes, An Yi began to care about the recovery of his friend's right foot.

Counting the time, it has been more than two months since Johnny underwent Achilles tendon repair surgery.Under normal circumstances, he should have already started rehabilitation. Step by step, he moved the joints of his right foot and stretched the muscles bit by bit, allowing the Achilles tendon to adapt to the movements he used to be extremely comfortable, laying a solid foundation for the next step of standing, squatting, and jumping.

Thinking about the feeling and the sense of gap that may arise during the process, An Yi could not help worrying about her friends when she felt sympathetic.

He can endure injuries and pains, and his state is declining. The current self is not as good as the past self. Can he bear it?

During the entire rehabilitation period, until Johnny's right Achilles tendon fully recovered, no one could help him, and the only thing he could rely on was himself.Even if the final result is not ideal, he must learn to let himself accept the reality.

"...Oh, buddy, I know what you are worried about. Your expression is just like Joyce, Cindy, my father and the others. Please believe me, I know what results I will face."

Through the video screen with acceptable clarity and a slight delay of about ten seconds, Johnny Wassenberg sensitively captured a recent moment from his face after his friend in China asked a question. A look that many people have seen too many times on their faces.

What mood?

It depends on the identity of the person showing this expression.

If it was Louis, Cindy, Joyce, his daddy, these people who really cared about him, instead of being angry, he would feel warm.I will encourage myself in my heart over and over again, telling myself that I must exercise hard, and don't let those who worry about him really disappoint.

On the contrary, if you are chasing the news, tracking and reporting on his right foot injury, writing 'not optimistic', 'serious injury', 'recovery hopeless' in the newspaper all day long, wishing him well, but actually wishing that he would never die again. For those who are devastated, although he will not get angry and curse out loud on the spot, he will remember this group of people in his heart.

In the end, he will definitely disappoint these guys who are waiting to see his good show. He will definitely recover in the end, get on the podium again, catch up with his friends, stand beside him or surpass him!

Who is he, Johnny Wasenberg! ?How could it be so fragile, hit by an injury to the point where his entire career was scrapped! ?

He still has a lot of unfulfilled dreams. He still has to prove his talent, repay his father who has always supported him in skating, thank Joyce who trained him and helped him, and accompany his best friend to be invincible in the ice rink. No. [-] or No. [-] in the world, as a figure skating male singles athlete, married his girlfriend!

"Well, how should I put it, the wound has indeed healed, and the cast protecting the right foot has been removed, but that feeling, hiss...Louis, you must not believe how strange that experience is, as if I was It's like learning to walk again."

Feeling ruthless in his heart, he quickly reviewed the things he had encountered in recent months. Johnny Wassenberg did not bother his good friend with some annoying people, organized his language, and began to talk about his recent rehabilitation.

After that, for more than 20 minutes, this pair of friends who made a video call across the country, one gave the talk and the other listened.The injured one is emotionally stable and quite optimistic about the recovery of his right Achilles tendon.The person who asked me went to great lengths and troubles, and listened to every word very carefully.

The whole process lasted until nearly eleven o'clock, and Johnny stopped when he finished talking about all the details of his right foot, changed the subject, and talked about interesting things in the foreign figure skating circle during this period.

That is, the second topic was still related to the two of them. At most, it was just a change of identity, and the protagonist was replaced by An Yi, who had just made some bold words a while ago.

According to Johnny, the whistleblower, the excitement is extremely lively, the climaxes are endless, and people are dizzying. I am very much looking forward to the follow-up development.

Helped him to forget a lot of pain during his rehabilitation, passed a lot of time, was happy for a long time, and looked forward to it, and the final result was as he thought in his heart.

"Ha, Louis, listen to this: 'Ukrainians piss off super geniuses. I don't need his condescension, nor his kindness, Louis Watts!'."

"Johnny..."

"It's not over yet, here comes the second paragraph. The classic program is 2:4, the number of quadruple jumps is 2:[-]. The Ukrainian Black Crow is doomed. This newspaper suggests that he may choose to retire early."

"..."

"Eighth, eighth! Louis, the most exciting thing is coming! According to our newspaper, on February 2, 2, the 24 European Figure Skating Championships came to an end. The last Winter Olympic champion, Ukrainian Victor Na Giza lost to Russian teenager Eveshchenko and won the runner-up. After the game, he refused to attend the awards ceremony, and the ISU International Skating Union decided to impose a fine of 2 US dollars on him.”

One, two, three, turned on the video communication, held up the newspaper to read the news he had collected for An Yi, and Johnny obviously enjoyed it.

An Yi was worried about the time at first, and wanted his friend not to read it and go to bed early, but after listening to it, he gradually developed some interest, and decided to let his friend read it, and let him vent his enjoyment.

But who knew that this reading would take 10 minutes, 10 minutes, half an hour, and when An Yi was about to end the video call again, another unexpected thing happened.

Accompanied by the sound of opening and closing the door through the built-in microphone of Johnny's laptop, more than 20 seconds later, he vaguely saw a suspected scene through the other 'eye' far away in Canada. The French peacock Julian Pater, holding the picture of James Joyce in a drunk state.As a result, he immediately forgot what he was going to say not long ago, and hurriedly asked Johnny to pay attention to the follow-up development of this matter.

"Hey, good evening, Coach Pat. Is Joyce drunk? Why did you come back with him?"

After receiving An Yi's order, Johnny obeyed and turned to the other side of the sofa with the laptop in his hand. While satisfying his friend's request, he also satisfied his own curiosity.

"Oh ~ cute little sun Johnny, ah, so my genius boss Louis is here? Honey, how is he doing recently? Tell him that I miss him very much, if he wants to experience being with the opposite sex, it is completely different Another kind of enjoyment is that I am always on call. No matter where I am in the world, I will rush to his side immediately."

"..."

Sitting on the chair in the bedroom, An Yi shook his body and straightened his back. While his eyes were throbbing and his teeth hurt because of Julian Pat's words, he observed Joyce's situation through the video screen.

As a result, it was not too bad. Although he was supported by Julian at this moment, at most he could not control his legs very well because of his sloppy steps, and his mental state was normal and his consciousness was very clear.Seeing that Johnny didn't sleep at this point, he still knew how to mumble a few words of concern with his tongue wide open.

That's it.

In this way, he was relieved, at least it proved that Joyce was indeed drunk by himself, not Julian Pater, who used some shady means.

Maybe he is too sensitive, he has always been wary of this person, and he is afraid that he will cause some situations that he does not want to see.

"Louis? Louis! What are you thinking? I need your help!"

In less than 2 minutes and 3 minutes, just as An Yi was considering whether to find an opportunity to ask his father about the specific origin of Julian Pat, the voice from Johnny Wasenberg called him from the other end of the video screen. Awake.

"Louis! What should I do? Coach Pat helped Joyce into the bedroom and hung his tie on the doorknob before closing the door, implying that I don't want to disturb them tonight. What do you think I should do?!"

"what?"

"Should I use a camera, record this important moment, and tell Joyce tomorrow morning that he ended his life without sex tonight? By the way, bless him and Coach Pat-oh, Louis, how are you that Sub-expression? Are the muscles around the cheeks cramping?"

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