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"I want to be a great screenwriter."

"Then, give me the important... Yan Si, write a very powerful story."

After listening to Xie Zhi's words, Lin Jiu was completely depressed - he looked at Xie Zhi, then at Wen Suixin - unbelievable, really unbelievable! ! !

In the matter of grabbing the head, he actually lost? ? ?With such a good face, are you going behind the scenes? ? ?

Lin Jiu was completely devastated. He waved his hand and said, "This hurts too much. I'm leaving."

After Lin Jiu finished speaking, he sat on another bed, turned on the ipad in grief, and began to shut himself up.

Wen Suixin felt comfortable.

Not to mention whether Xie Zhi will learn to be a choreographer or director, anyway, he won Lin Jiu, so it would be quite comfortable.

Wen Suixin looked at Xie Zhi, and felt that what Lin Jiu said was really good, Xie Zhi really has a big screen face, the more he looks at it, the more comfortable he is, and the more he looks at it, the more pleasing to the eye!

Wen Suixin showed an unusual gentle smile, then walked over, and sat down on the chair opposite Xie Zhi with a pleasant face. After thinking about it, he moved the chair a little closer and sat closer to Xie Zhi, becoming a A pose for a long conversation.

"Not bad." Wen Suixin smiled, "Xiao Xie is pretty good, indeed pretty good."

Xie Zhi felt uncomfortable being praised by Wen Suixin, but he still said, "Thank you, Senior Wen, for your compliment."

Wen Suixin let out a "huh" and asked, "Then you just joined the art class? Or did you join it very early?"

Xie Zhi: "I just joined."

"Oh?" Wen Suixin asked, "How tall are you?"

Xie Zhi: "School starts, sophomore year."

Wen Suixin understood, and nodded: "Does the school over there divert the sophomores?"

Xie Zhi: "This...it's not."

Wen Suixin: "Then why are you only going to the art class now?"

Wen Suixin didn't understand, but his thoughts jumped quickly, and he immediately put the question down.

"Forget it, it's nothing important." Wen Suixin asked, "Then you are going to take the art test, have you started preparing?"

Xie Zhi nodded: "It's started."

Xie Zhi: "Our school's art class has a winter vacation arrangement, and I'm following it."

Wen Suixin: "Arrange for me to take a look?"

Xie Zhi hurriedly took out his mobile phone, ready to upload the file to Wen Suixin to read on WeChat; but Lin Jiu raised his head at this moment, interspersed with a reminder in grief - "There is a printer on the table over there, just connect it via Bluetooth."

Xie Zhi immediately printed it out as Lin Jiu said, and soon, a document titled "Qizhi High School Art Class·Winter Vacation Special Assignment for Directors" was handed over to Wen Suixin.

Wen Suixin held up the bound document, quickly browsed through it, hinged, nodded: "Not bad, it's quite professional."

Xie Zhi: "Thank you, Senior Wen."

Wen Suixin: "Your teacher has a good grasp of the key points. The key point of the second year of high school is indeed the culture class, but there are some movies that don't need to be watched."

Wen Suixin pinched the arrangement sheet in his hand, took out a pen from his pocket, tore off the cap, scratched out a few pieces drastically, and then added a few more.

Wen Suixin finished the film list, then turned to the book list, while studying, chatted with Xie Zhi: "Speaking of which, you just said why you want to join the art class?"

Wen Suixin was dazzled by the joy of defeating Lin Jiu just now, and didn't hear what Xie Zhi said later.

Xie Zhi repeated obediently: "Because I want to be a screenwriter."

Wen Suixin: "Yes."

Xie Zhi: "Then write the script for Yan Si."

Wen Suixin stopped drawing the book list, looked up from the list, and looked at Xie Zhi coldly—it seemed that Xie Zhi didn't give a reason just now, but said something outrageous.

Xie Zhi was terrified by him, but he straightened his back and met Wen Suixin's gaze.

Wen Suixin looked at him for a while, but finally didn't answer the topic, lowered his head again, and continued to sketch: "Change the topic, what school are you going to join, have you figured it out?"

"Beijing Film Academy." Xie Zhi said, "School of Literature, drama, film and literature class."

"Very good." Wen Suixin replied, "As your first choice?"

Xie Zhi: "As the only choice."

This time, not only Wen Suixin raised his head again, but Lin Jiu, who was playing on the iPad, also raised his head slowly, quietly sizing up the gossip here.

Wen Suixin's gaze was almost fixed, and his voice was serious, he asked, "Why?"

Wen Suixin piled up his list, sat up, and stared at Xie Zhi: "There are so many schools, and I don't want you to think about the second echelon, so what about the first echelon? Peking University, Zhongchuan, Beijing Normal University—the next step You don't even think about floors and Chinese opera?"

Xie Zhi: "I don't think about it."

Xie Zhi's eyes were firm, and he said, "In the future, Yan Si's most active stage must be the movie screen, and Nortel is the best choice."

The script creation of Chinese opera is biased towards stage plays. Although other schools are good, they have such close contact with Yan Si's circle, the United States and Europe.

Only Nortel is the best choice.

Wen Suixin's eyebrows frowned as Xie Zhi spoke, he didn't understand and was also very dissatisfied: "Yan Si Yan Si—why do you keep mentioning this person?"

Xie Zhi: "I..."

"Don't keep looking at him." Wen Suixin roughly interrupted Xie Zhi's words, and savagely concluded, "In my opinion, his talent is nothing compared to yours!"

"Then you don't know people clearly." Lin Jiuyou, who has been quietly reading gossip, said quietly, "Yan Si has no talent at all, he is also the first echelon of talented players I have seen, that is. It lacks some professional training and director guidance."

Lin Jiuyouran sighed with emotion: "It might be impossible for him to re-enter an art university, but if he finds a reliable director and acts in a few more movies, he can still come out—he is also a face suitable for the big screen!"

"That's not the point at all!" Wen Suixin seemed to be in a berserk state, and turned back fiercely to Linjiu, "I can't talk to you!"

Lin Jiu was afraid of his fart, so he winked at Xie Zhi in front of him, and said in a low voice, "See, the typical menopause is early."

Xie Zhi almost laughed out loud, but luckily he stopped, because the next moment, Wen Suixin's head turned around and the gunfire was aimed at Xie Zhi.

Wen Suixin looked at Xie Zhi, as if he was looking at a piece of iron that could not be made of steel, and he was going to die of anger.

"The question isn't about Yan Si at all." Wen Suixin asked Xie Zhi, "It's about why your life has to be tied up with Yan Si?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

Wen Suixin panted slightly, and stared at Xie Zhi—as if Xie Zhi couldn't answer this question well, he could eat Xie Zhi directly in the next second.

Xie Zhi also looked at Wen Suixin with clear eyes, but with a certain unshakable brilliance.

Xie Zhi said, "Because I hope."

Wen Suixin stared intently, Xie Zhi's back was as straight as a knife, very magnanimous.

Xie Zhi: "I hope my life will be tied up with Yan Si's life."

Xie Zhi: "In other words, if it wasn't for Yan Si, I wouldn't write anything."

This is a fact, Xie Zhi was able to write because of Yan Si, so in the future, he would like to write for Yan Si.

"What about your artistic vision??" Wen Suixin never expected Xie Zhi to be so stubborn, "Isn't your artistic vision too narrow?? Could it be that your script is only created for one person??"

"But." Xie Zhi said, "Creation is always private."

Wen Suixin stared, but in an instant, he couldn't find any reason to refute Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi is right, indeed—creation is completely personal, and any creation is just to express inner emotions.

Xie Zhi: "A very powerful writer... For example, Stephen King? He also said that every writer has an ideal reader. In fact, a writer's articles are always created for that ideal reader."

Xie Zhi: "And here I am..."

Xie Zhi: "Yan Si is my ideal reader."

Xie Zhi: "I just want to create for him, can't it... can't it?"

Wen Suixin didn't speak, he looked at Xie Zhi, dazed for a while.

Xie Zhi knew that he should not continue talking, he should respect his seniors, be humble and docile, and understand the painstaking efforts of his seniors.

But right here, in front of a famous screenwriter in the entertainment circle, Xie Zhi's rebellious bones seemed to have grown out of nowhere. He plausibly asked softly, "In the final analysis, what is the difference between writing for one person and writing for dreams?" What is the difference between high and low?"

Xie Zhi: "My script is only written for the sake of Yan Si—whether it is childish or not, this is what I want to stick to."

If you are stubborn and naive, sooner or later you will have a big fall!Wen Suixin cursed people three times in a row, and finally concluded—"Get out of here."

Then, Xie Zhi was thrown out.

The moment Xie Zhi was thrown out of the room, his mobile phone's WeChat rang, and Lin Jiu's message followed Xie Zhi who "get out", and got out together.

Lin Jiu: 【That's great!The little director also likes you! 】

Xie Zhi: ...

If Lin Jiu can be regarded as a small director, there are not really any famous big directors in that circle.

Xie Zhi replied: [Thank you. 】

Lin Jiu: [Don't pay attention to Lao Wen. 】

Lin Jiu: [Old Wen is a man, hey, he relies on his creative talents to commit crimes, and Lao Cheng and I are used to him, so he can't communicate and be flexible. It's not worth getting angry with him. . 】

Xie Zhi: [Thank you Director Lin, I'm not angry. 】

Xie Zhi: 【And...】

Xie Zhi: [No matter how many people I offend, I still want to stick to myself. 】

Lin Jiu: [Righteous! 】

Lin Jiu: [Thousands of people!I'm going! 】

Lin Jiu: [Go!Awesome! 】

Xie Zhi replied to Lin Jiu with Oli, then put away his phone, went to the elevator, went to his own floor, walked to Yan Si's door, and knocked on the door.

No one inside answered.

"Did you not come back?" Xie Zhi said to himself, took out his room card, and opened the door of his room.

Xie Zhi was changing his slippers in the entrance. After changing, he just raised his head, walked a little inside, and saw Yan Si sitting by the bay window.

Yan Si was wearing a bathrobe, with water dripping from his head, and there were several pockets on the coffee table, from the transparent pockets inside, it should be a packed barbecue.

Yan Si's chest heaved slightly, as if he hadn't just finished taking a shower, but had just finished running.

Indeed, Yan Si just finished running.

Two seconds before Xie Zhi was thrown out by Wen Suixin, Yan Si rushed back and found that there was a pile of barbecue on the table, so he didn't care to look at it, so he quickly took a shower and pretended that he was in the room all the time.

Just as Yan Si buttoned up his bathrobe, he heard a knock on the door from the opposite side, and then Xie Zhi came in.

Xie Zhi looked at Yan Si whose chest was heaving, and felt guilty for some reason: "When did you come back?"

"Not long ago." Yan Si said vaguely, "Have you eaten yet?"

Xie Zhi: "No."

Yan Si: "Sit down and eat something?"

Xie Zhi watched Yan Si's expression carefully, and felt that his expression was very normal, probably because he didn't know where he went or what he did just now.

Xie Zhi sat down slowly, and took a pair of disposable chopsticks from Yan Si.

Just as Xie Zhi was about to eat barbecue, he heard Yan Si ask casually, "Did you go to Wenbian's place just now?"

Xie Zhi's chopsticks stopped in the air, and he licked his lips: "Ah... yes."

Yan Si stuffed a mouthful of barbecue, and the words were as casual as chatting: "What do you want?"

Xie Zhi squeezed the chopsticks tightly with his fingers, swallowed, and finally said: "Just to talk about the biography of the characters."

Yan Si: "That's it?"

Xie Zhi: "Yes."

Yan Si: "Whose biographies are you talking about? Did you write the one for me?"

Yan Si spoke calmly as if chatting normally, without any flaws, which shows that Lin Jiu said that he is a talented player, and he really didn't praise Yan Si just because of his background and connections.

But Xie Zhi was keenly aware of some unusual meanings in Yan Si's words.

...Could it be?

Xie Zhi vaguely had an idea in his mind. He slowly placed the chopsticks on the table, put his hands on his knees, and pressed his knees.

"I..." Xie Zhi nervously pulled the fabric above his knees, "Actually..."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The knock on the door and Xie Zhi's prepared confession sounded almost at the same time. Xie Zhi and Yan Si looked up at the entrance together, and then exchanged a look.

This voice seems to come from - Yan Si's room?

Yan Si glanced at Xie Zhi, and saw a little panic in Xie Zhi's eyes—Shi Cheng and Ji Zeyang both had Yan Si's room card, and who would knock on the door late at night?

Yan Si signaled Xie Zhi to be safe and calm, put both hands on the armrest of the sofa, pushed the sofa back, stood up, and walked towards the door.

Xie Zhi also stood up almost immediately, followed by Yan Si.

Yan Si walked to the door lightly, looked in the cat's eyes, then straightened up speechlessly, and opened the door.

The person knocking on the door opposite was about to speak when he heard the movement behind him and turned around quickly, followed by a boy who was half a head taller than him and also turned around at the same time.

The whole body of the door knocker was covered tightly, only two eyes were exposed, but with the eyes alone, it can be confirmed that this person's appearance is astonishing as a celestial being, definitely at the level of a god.

"Small!" Wang Ping, who was astonished as a heavenly man, said in astonishment, "Did you change the room?!"

Yan Si smiled slightly, with threatening eyes: "God, who is it called?"

Only then did Wang Ping notice that Yan Si was following someone, wearing an off-white sweater, with a cold demeanor, who else could it be if it wasn't the squad leader?

Wang Ping's heart skipped a beat, he retreated tactically, and hugged his head: "Brother! Of course it's called big——"

Ji Zou: "Brother Yan Si, he called your son."

Yan Si: "...?"

Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou in horror and waved at him, but Ji Zou faced Yan Si directly and just smiled.

Ji Zuo pulled Wang Ping to his side, and said softly, "Brother Yan Si, don't be so fierce to Brother Wang Ping, he will be scared."

Wang Ping: "...?" Who.

Yan Si: "...?" Is it that strong?

Yan Si looked at his friends who had been with him for several years, but he couldn't see where Ji Zou's groundless conclusion that "Wang Ping would be afraid" came from.

Maybe a supernatural event.

Yan Si closed his eyes, decided not to get entangled with this matter, took a step back, and let two people in.

Wang Ping walked through the corridor, his clothes were still dripping with water, Xie Zhi saw it, he hurried to fetch a dry towel, held it between Wang Ping and Ji Zuo, and Ji Zuo took the towel over.

Ji Zou: "Thank you...well, Brother Xiaozhi."

Yan Si raised his eyes and took a look at Ji Zuo, without saying a word, he hooked Xie Zhi and left.

Wang Ping was not polite to Ji Zou at all. He took off his down jacket and threw it to Ji Zou to take care of. He had already flown into the room and saw the barbecue on the table without any mistakes.

"Barbecue!" Wang Ping ran and jumped, "Ben's BBQ is here!

Just as Wang Ping leaped to the table, he saw Yan Si put the barbecue away to his side, grabbed all the chopsticks in his hand, took out one of them, and handed it to Xie Zhi.

Yan Si said frankly: "Xie Zhi eats first."

Wang Ping looked at Yan Si, and then at the pile of barbecues that had been taken away, he was dumbfounded - bah, dumbfounded!

Yan Si, is this still human? ? ? ?How could a human being do such a doggy thing? ? ?

Wang Ping covered his chest and questioned: "Yan Si, I have been friends with you for so many years, and you don't even let me eat barbecue??"

Yan Si was very calm: "It's not that you are not allowed to eat, I mean, Xie Zhi eats first."

Yan Si: "Xie Zhi hasn't eaten today, he is hungry, can you bear it?"

Wang Ping: "That won't delay my eating together???"

Yan Si: "Delay, I don't think Xie Zhi can't grab you."

Wang Ping was sad when he left the ground: "You can forget about being petty!"

Wang Ping raised his head and called, "Ji Zou, Ji Zou."

Ji Zou was wiping the sleeves of Wang Ping's down jacket, some water had seeped into it, and it was damp. If he didn't dry it off, Wang Ping would definitely feel uncomfortable wearing it later.

Hearing Wang Ping calling him, Ji Zou poked his head out, showing a questioning expression.

Ji Zou: "Brother?"

Wang Ping: "I want to eat barbecue!"

Ji Zuo took out his mobile phone: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"Don't, don't, there are so many." Xie Zhi was the only man, he broke off the chopsticks that Yan Si had given him, and handed them to Wang Ping.

Xie Zhi said obediently: "Brother Wang Ping, you can eat."

Xie Zhi could tell that Yan Si was upset that what he was going to say was interrupted, so he was here to find fault with Wang Ping.

With tears in his eyes, Wang Ping took Xie Zhi's chopsticks, and looked at him obediently: "You said, strictness is not too much, that's how he usually treats me."

"No, Brother Wang Ping." Xie Zhi said, "Brother Yan Si, I was just kidding you."

Yan Si was upset, when suddenly, he heard Xie Zhi's "Brother".

Like a gust of wind blowing past, the little bit of unhappiness in Yan Si's heart was swept away in an instant.

Yan Si covered his chin with his palm, covering the unconscious smile on his face, then he pursed his lips to cover up the smile, and then took off his hand.

"That's right." Yan Si said with a smile, "Brother Yan Si of Xie Zhi, I'm just kidding you."

Yan Si emphasized the pronunciation of the word "brother", Xie Zhi's ears turned red instantly, and the corners of his eyes became red all over.

Yan Si looked at Xie Zhi playfully, admired it for a while, and then slowly removed another chopstick and gave it to Xie Zhi to eat.

Yan Si handed over the chopsticks, Ji Zun finished his clothes and walked in, Yan Si looked at him and suddenly remembered something.

Yan Si asked: "So why are you here? Is it just for dinner?"

Wang Ping: "Nonsense."

Wang Ping: "I heard that you have a vacation tomorrow, so I came all the way to visit the class with you, and invited you to go skiing together tomorrow!"

Wang Ping: "But what about you?? You don't even give me barbecue. Really! It's too much!"

Wang Ping and Ji Zuo lived in Yan Si's room at night, and before six o'clock the next morning, when Ji walked down to drive, Wang Ping came up to call Yan Si and Xie Zhi.

After Yan Si and Xie Zhi went down, they found out that Ji Zou drove away in a city SUV, and Wang Ping sat next to Ji Zou, with a Shiba Inu pillow hanging on it.

When Xie Zhi opened the door, he felt that the smell inside was not very good. It should be that the car was not Ji Zou's own, but probably borrowed from the film crew or someone else's car, and drove it out for a day.

Before Xie Zhi started, he started to feel sick, Yan Si was the last to get in and asked, "How long will this car be driving?"

"It's more than an hour." Wang Ping opened the AutoNavi map and checked the route for Ji. "If there is a traffic jam, it will take two hours."

"There will still be traffic jams?" Yan Si frowned.

Wang Ping: "After all, today is the weekend, so there should be quite a few people going to that ski resort."

Yan Si: "Then wait for me, I'll go up and get something."

Xie Zhi felt uncomfortable, so he nodded weakly at Yan Si. Ji Qu took a look in the rearview mirror, saw that Xie Zhi's lips were a little pale, started the car, and rolled down the window for him.

The fresh cold wind blew in, blowing away the smell inside the car a little, making Xie Zhi feel better.

But the climate in the Northeast is cold and cold, Xie Zhi sat for a while, rubbing his fingers with stiff hands and feet.

When Yan Si came down, he saw Xie Zhi sitting rubbing his fingers, he sat next to Xie Zhi, and closed his car door.

Yan Si: "You only open the windows because of motion sickness?"

Xie Zhi: "Well, Brother Ji Zou opened it for me."

Yan Si said to the person in the driver's seat, "Thank you."

Ji Zou looked at the rearview mirror and smiled: "No need."

Yan Si reached out and touched Xie Zhi's cold fingertips, then leaned over and helped him push the window up, leaving only a small gap at the end.

Before the turbid air had time to make a comeback, Yan Si shook his hand, showed a box, and said to Xie Zhi, "Turn your ears sideways."

As Yan Si said, he opened the box, and there were boards with round things stuck everywhere.

"What is this?" Xie Zhi stretched out his ear.

"Motion sickness sticker." Yan Si tore off a sheet, held up the manual to look at it, and aimed it at the acupuncture point behind Xie Zhi's ear, "I was introduced to it last time, so it won't hurt to stick it on."

Yan Si finished sticking Xie Zhi's ear on one side, then asked Xie Zhi to turn his head around, and put him on the other side. When sticking to the other side, Yan Si's hand was awkward and difficult to operate. I rubbed it up a few times.

Yan Si finally put the ear on the other side, and retracted his fingers.

Xie Zhi raised his hand and touched the contours of his ears, feeling embarrassed, subconsciously: "Thank you..."

Yan Si glanced at him indifferently.

Xie Zhi could only say nothing.

Ji Zou observed the situation behind him from the rearview mirror, and saw that Yan Si had put the motion sickness sticker on Xie Zhi, so he turned the key, turned on the handbrake, and drove the car away.

The motion sickness stickers might contain a little sleep aid. After Xie Zhi posted them for a while, he became drowsy, and his head began to fall on the car window.

Yan Si watched Xie Zhi fall asleep in the car, his whole body swaying with the bumps of the car, bumping his head against the window from time to time, his bangs dangling in front of his forehead, which made people feel soft-hearted anyway.

Yan Si looked at him for a while, but finally couldn't hold back, stretched his hand over the monitor's shoulder, and pulled him over.

Xie Zhi opened his eyes blankly and looked at Yan Si.

Yan Si stretched out his hand and covered Xie Zhi's eyes: "It's nothing."

Yan Si: "Quick sleep."

Wang Ping's mouth, good but not good, started to get stuck in traffic before getting on the highway, and got into a car accident after getting on the highway. A car stopped and stopped for two and a half hours before finally reaching the foot of the mountain.

Xie Zhi woke up once on the way, Yan Si patted him on the head, and put him to sleep again, otherwise I really don't know what Xie Zhi would do during such a long drive.

In the end, when the car pulled into the parking lot, Wang Ping couldn't hold back, and Ji Zuo wanted to jump off the car before it came to a complete stop.

"Yahhoo!" Wang Ping's exclamation finally woke Xie Zhi up.

Xie Zhi rubbed his eyes in a daze, got up from Yan Si's body, and just as he got up, he froze by the car window.

Outside the window, there is an extremely majestic snow mountain. The entire mountain is covered with white snow, and the mountain is almost vertical to the ground. It seems that the next moment, the mountain will press down on the ground.

The ski resort at the foot of the mountain is as neat as a knife, covered with some small black dots, but compared with the grand snow scene, it is not worth mentioning.

Xie Zhi came from a southwestern city that never snowed. He had never seen such a spectacular snow scene before, and he was stunned.

Yan Si saw Xie Zhi's foolish look on the reflection of the car window, and after admiring it for a while, he stretched out his hand to pull him out of the car.

Before Ji walked over, he contacted this ski resort. The four of them had just got off the bus, and a shuttle bus came to pick them up.

Sitting on the shuttle bus, they breathed the smell of icy snow for a while, and soon they were taken to a large wooden building, where a coach in a jacket came to greet them.

"Are we all coming to the ski resort for the first time?" The coach took them inside.

The cabin is divided into several parts, first there is a canteen, then go inside, it is the place where the ski equipment is selected, and then inside, there are many password cabinets for guests to store things.

"Brother Wang Ping and I are not." Ji Zou replied, "Brother Yan Si probably isn't either, so... where is Brother Xie Zhi?"

"It's my first time." Xie Zhi weakly raised his hand.

"Ang, it's okay. We have professional coaches here, and we guarantee that you can get started as soon as you come." The coach and Xie Zhi said, "We have two kinds of ski equipment here, one is snowboard and the other is double board. Skate, which one do you like?"

Xie Zhi had never gone skiing before, so he basically didn't know about this project. He looked back at Yan Si with a look of pleading for help.

"Snowboard skating is more handsome." Yan Si and Xie Zhi explained, "Singleboard skating is like athletes, there is no difference in difficulty, you can choose whichever you choose."

coach:"……"

Who said there is no difference!Who said it was so different!

But Yan Si is a guest, and the coach can't chat with him for three days and three nights to make him unhappy, so he can only say: "Speaking of which, it might be better to wear some protective gear for the first time."

Yan Si: "Well, where can I buy protective gear?"

Coach: "Over there."

Yan Si glanced at the direction the coach pointed, took out his mobile phone, and walked over to buy protective gear for Xie Zhi.

The coach sent Yan Si away, and then he found a little feeling of his own home court, and introduced the differences of several types of skateboards on the wall with Xie Zhi.

The coach spoke rigorously and vividly, and explained the essential differences between the two types of skateboards by citing scriptures. Finally, he looked at Xie Zhi with expectant eyes.

Coach: "Have you decided which board to use now?"

Xie Zhi: "It's decided."

Coach: "Hmm, what do you think?"

Xie Zhi: "Use a veneer."

Xie Zhi: "Just now Yan Si said that it would be more handsome with a veneer."

coach:"……"

After 10 minutes of science popularization, the coach was speechless and looked at Xie Zhi deeply.

Wang Ping listened to the whole process, almost bursting out laughing, reached out and patted Xie Zhi's shoulder, Xie Zhi just looked up to see Wang Ping, over his shoulder, saw Yan Si hugging a group of turtles coming.

What Yan Si was holding were three turtles, two small and one big, all lying on their stomachs, but... ugly and ugly.

"What is this?" Xie Zhi asked.

"The protector for you." Yan Si gave him the tortoise, "The big one is the butt protector, and the small one is the knee protector."

Xie Zhi: "..."

Yan Si: "What's wrong?"

Did you say that the veneer is very handsome? ? ?Can anyone look good on a veneer wearing this armor? ? ?

Xie Zhi didn't believe it.

Xie Zhi squeezed the tortoise and rubbed it, he didn't want to wear it.

But... Yan Si bought this after all.

Xie Zhi took the tortoise with mixed emotions, and was just about to find a corner where no one was around to put on the protective gear, when he turned around, he was pulled by Yan Si.

Yan Si: "Where are you going?"

Xie Zhi: "I'm going to change the protective gear..."

Yan Si: "Just change here. If you don't need to take off your clothes, just tie them outside."

Xie Zhi hugged the tortoise, and looked at Yan Si in disbelief; Yan Si had a frank face, holding Xie Zhi by the hand, and refused to let him go.

In the end, Xie Zhi was defeated.

Xie Zhixin reluctantly put the tortoise on the stool next to him, first he fitted the two above his knees, and then hugged the big tortoise, hesitating again and again, before he let his heart down and put it on his buttocks.

The last big tortoise was in place, and three green tortoises were lying on Xie Zhi's pure white jacket. Xie Zhi pretended to adjust the tortoise lying on his knees, refusing to look up.

"Let me see." Yan Si found that Xie Zhi had adjusted.

"Wait a minute—it's not fixed." Xie Zhi refused to stand up and face the facts.

"If it's not adjusted properly, I'll fix it for you, let me see!"

"Do not--"

Xie Zhi's face is almost gone, how can it be like this - how can you wear three turtles and show it to the people you like? Is skiing such a cruel event? ? ?

But Xie Zhi was not as strong as Yan Si, and when Yan Si pulled him, he could only straighten up, and stiffly showed the turtle set in front of Yan Si.

Yan Si pulled Xie Zhi up, glanced at his attire, and subconsciously licked his lips.

Xie Zhi... so cute!

The green tortoise was lying on his knees like his pet. The appearance of lying on the ground was soft, but the expression was very vivid. One turtle even put on a wink.

Yan Si poked his head out, looked at the turtle on Xie Zhi's butt, licked his lips again, turned his head back, and said nothing.

Yan Si was really cute.

Xie Zhi didn't know Yan Si's mental activities, he covered his face in shame, and took a step back.

The wrist was pulled again, Yan Si dragged Xie Zhi forward, pulled Xie Zhi's hand and pulled it out, exposing Xie Zhi's entire face in front of him.

Yan Si: "Why?"

Xie Zhi struggled, but couldn't get away: "...don't do anything."

Yan Si: "Why don't you hide?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

Xie Zhi: "Ugly..."

Yan Si didn't hear clearly, and asked again: "What did you say?"

Xie Zhi: "Tie a turtle, am I ugly..."

For a split second, Yan Si almost couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand to rub Xie Zhi's face.

Yan Si coughed lightly, turned around, found a pair of goggles that he had prepared, adjusted them, and put them on Xie Zhi's face.

Yan Si tugged at the elastic band, and inadvertently wiped a small piece of skin behind Xie Zhi's cheekbone in front of Xie Zhi's ear with his fingertips.

"What's ugly?" Yan Si said, "It's not ugly at all."

Yan Si turned his head, didn't look at Xie Zhi, pretended to be looking for a helmet, and when he bent down, he said, "Not only is it not ugly, it's also... quite cute."

The coach walked away for a while when Yan Si came over. This wise decision prevented him from being hit in the head by the thrown candy.

"So, these are all distinguished guests, take good care of them." The supervisor communicated with the coach.

The coach said "ok", took his own things, walked over, and saw that Xie Zhi had already put on all the protective gear.

"Are you all dressed?" The coach mainly focused on Xie Zhi, after all, he was the only beginner, "Then take the board, wait a minute, let's go out and push the slope first, and find out the feeling."

"Coach, coach!" Wang Ping, who was sitting and enjoying the knee pads that Ji Zou gave him, jumped up, raised his hands actively, and answered questions.

The coach looked at the honored guest with a pleasant expression: "What's wrong?"

Wang Ping: "You don't need to teach Xie Zhi, just let Yan Si take him along. Yan Si is very good at board 6, and our whole group—excluding me, all skiing is taught by Yan Si."

coach:"……"

Yan Si turned his head when he heard the words, and gave Wang Ping a childish look.

Wang Ping raised his chin, meaning: "Which one of us is with whom."

Wang Ping continued to work hard: "Ji Zuo hasn't played a few times, otherwise, why don't you take him with you?"

coach:"……"

Our ski resort is top-notch in China, so the coaches will not have to fight over each other, there are coaches everywhere, not bad for you! !

Ji Zou was kneeling on the ground on one knee, arranging the protective gear for Wang Ping. Hearing this, he squeezed the protective gear, raised his head, and smiled gently.

"I don't need a coach either." Ji Zuo said, "Brother Wang Ping teach me, okay?"

The disliked coach finally turned into a guide, leading a group of people out and taking a group of people on the cable car.

What a coach, he was actually being used as a ski resort gps, it made people sad to hear it, and tears to tears when they saw it, the two of Turnon should really reflect on what they did!

The two of Turnon didn't know what they were doing, one was teaching the younger brother, the other was teaching the class monitor, and the coach walked around among them, hesitating to speak and then stopping.

Ji Zou's situation is not bad, after all, he has skated before, and he doesn't look like he can't, just to tease Wang Ping.

As for Xie Zhi...

That Xie Zhi is really an honest boy, he is indeed a beginner, not adulterated at all.

Yan Si first taught Xie Zhi to go up the board, and then taught him to stand up. These things went smoothly, but when he pushed the slope with the heel edge, it was ruined in an instant.

Xie Zhi couldn't understand how to raise the front edge, how to use the heel edge to slide, and fell after sliding two steps. As soon as Yan Si ran towards him, the GPS coach came over.

The hero finally had a place to play, the resentment in the GPS coach's heart turned into words, pulled Yan Si, Dun Dun taught: "It's useless to teach him like this-hand in hand, push him up a hill, first find out how he feels, otherwise he How to slip!"

Xie Zhi, who was sitting on the ground and hadn't got up yet, suddenly raised his head. He didn't understand any words in this technical term, but he still knew "hand in hand".

Xie Zhi looked at the coach in shock, but the coach didn't look at him.

The coach was watching Wang Ping—and Wang Ping, that troublesome thing, seemed to be about to push Ji Zou out in a spiral shape, and he passed by——Damn it, can these big stars be reliable! ! !

On the vast snowy slope, only Xie Zhi and Yan Si were left.

Yan Si looked at Xie Zhi for a while, then walked over, without extending his hand, and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

Xie Zhi: "I, I will do it myself."

Yan Si was noncommittal, watching Xie Zhi stand up unsteadily, and sat down on his buttocks before standing still. He was fine, but the little turtle behind him fell and gnawed on the snow, and took a mouthful of ice into it.

little turtle:……

Xie Zhi was a little embarrassed, just as he was about to struggle, Yan Si squatted down.

Yan Si put his hand in front of Xie Zhi.

Yan Si: "Remember, there can only be three secrets between us."

Xie Zhi looked at Yan Si who was squatting in front of him, but didn't answer.

Yan Si: "Believe what you tell me. Is the thing you kept from me included in the three secrets?"

Do not,