My male ticket is eating dirt every day

Figure skating provincial teams and some city teams are a delicate existence.They are not as famous as the national team and the national youth team, but they are enough to push their athletes to the front of the country and even the world.The outstanding athletes of the provincial team have the opportunity to represent their country in the world, and after retiring from the army, they can also work as coaches in major clubs with an excellent resume.

As long as you don't occupy the quota of the provincial team and dawdle, you will have no worries about your future life.

But who doesn't want to go one step further?Moyu has been aggrieved to participate in the youth group competitions because he was under [-] years old from the sixth to the first year of junior high school.At the age of [-], he collected five triple axel jumps, and the most difficult [-]A (Axel) can guarantee a certain success rate.Relying on his excellent skills, he beat his peers several times to win the championship perfectly, but he is dissatisfied with the status quo.Most of the players in their team are in the youth group ([-] to [-] years old), and he is eager to get rid of the shackles of the younger group like his seniors.

After several games, the attention of the outside world to this young player continued to rise.The last event he participated in before he turned [-] was the Junior National Figure Skating Grand Prix.

The young boy used "Unparalleled World" as the background music of the free skating, and at the beginning of the free skating, he won the audience with a neat Axel triple axel.In the follow-up, Jane Zhang's ethereal singing echoed with a gentle gait.The treble part of the song is combined with a group of "[-]LZ (triple axel hook) + [-]T (triple axel to backside touch) + [-]LO (triple axel to backout)" to win the bulk of technical points for myself.

When the singer sang the line "This love is unparalleled in the world", Mo Yu spent a lot of physical strength for the joint jump ahead, and her immature chest heaved violently.He bent his left leg and stretched his right leg in a desperate state, turned up slightly and left the ice to perform a squatting rotation combined with rotation.As he turned, his gaze flew across the auditorium, and at the corner of the last row, he saw a cloud of black mist in a galloping shape.

It was about a season since Mo Yu had last seen White Fang.During this period, Mo Yu went to the garden countless times to knock on the two rose trees, trying to get him to come out, but was rejected.

White Fang was so elusive!It's so cold!

This state of seeing each other three or four times a year stems from Moyu's own work.The next day he knew Bai Ya Lushan's true face, he took a pony and squatted in the garden for a whole day, and blocked Bai Fang who was drowsily floating out of the tree in the evening.

From then on, Bai Fang realized that this child was of the nature of dog skin plaster, so he didn't show himself in front of Mo Yu easily.

Mo Yu was full of "Don't come to my game if you have the guts! Don't go home forever if you have the guts! Go sleep in the flowers grown in other people's homes!" Unable to speak, his expression was unconsciously distorted.

Xiao Yu, who was disliked by White Fang, won the first place and was dubbed "Little Buck" by the media.The picture accompanying the news happened to capture the picture of him squatting and turning. Under the camera, he showed a fierce face, and his good facial features could not save the wild image of his hair flying like a mad dog.

Mo Yu searched "Buck" on Baidu on the car back to school, and found that Buck was the protagonist in the novel "The Call of the Wild" with a black face: a wild and unruly dog ​​who ignored his identity as a domestic dog and forced himself into a wolf... dog.Beneath the cute appearance is a wild and unruly heart.

Generally speaking, this title and that picture match quite well.

On his thirteenth birthday, Little Buck skipped school and went home to celebrate with his mother.

Mo Yu cracked two eggs in the frying pan with his hands and feet, and the sound of "sizzling" spread throughout the small kitchen accompanied by the burnt aroma.After the edges of the eggs were browned, he hummed a little song and took a spatula to turn them over, and then pressed them lightly.

You Xing fell on the noodles with the poached eggs, and Mo Yu took off the floral apron and brought the longevity noodles to the table.After inserting the last candle, Mo Xin sat next to her son to draw noodles: "Old Fang called me yesterday to ask if you intend to join the national youth team. The coach over there has mentioned you several times. I guess you will be in the youth team next year." If you get good results, you can leave the provincial team and enter the national youth team."

"How about it, when the time comes, Lao Fang will make a recommendation, and it will be sure."

Mo Yu absent-mindedly took a bite of the egg yolk, and the runny inside leaked onto the noodles: "The training base of the National Youth League is too far away from home."

"Hey, my precious son." Mo Xin pulled her son into her arms, "Why do you love home like a little girl?"

"No... I still want to finish my junior high school here." Xiao Yuma, who claimed to be a man, rolled to the other side of the table.Mo Xin sighed that the child did not kiss his mother when the rebellious period came.

Mo Yu opened his stomach and ate two more pieces of cake, and made up his mind to put more energy on cultural lessons.It's terrible to be uneducated, and I don't know it when I'm given a dog's name.

Little Shouxing opened his room door and found a surprise: a sleeping Xiangliu coiled on the bed.

Covering his mouth, the little fish sneaked up on the giant snake. When he came to the window, he flicked his slippers and jumped onto the bed, crushing the snake firmly: "Xiangliu Xiangliu, why are you here on my bed? Are you here to celebrate my birthday... oh... I'm so happy."

White Fang was sleeping soundly, and suddenly dreamed that he was crushed under the Buzhou Mountain, and the mountain that stretched from heaven to earth enveloped him, and the darkness and hunger day after day destroyed his will.

"I will be obedient, don't throw me away... Am I not your confidant like Houtu? You just watch me die like this... Gong Gong!" Bai Fang yelled. While shaking his snake body, he slapped Mo Yu who was lying on his stomach to the corner of the wall.

What a big surprise...

Mo Yu stroked his sore back and got up from the ground, rolled his eyes and climbed onto the bed again, hugged him nine times and shook his head: "Wake up, you are sleepy, your Gong Gong is not here."

White Fang angrily sprayed him with the breath from his nostrils: "I know, I know, stop shaking, I'm dizzy."

"Wish me a happy birthday." Mo Yu leaned on his belly and blinked her big watery eyes, "Aren't you here to wish me well today, Xiang Liu?"

White Fang followed him, and let him crawl between his two heads and sit down: "Happy birthday, kid, how about driving you outside to look at the stars?"

Mo Yu smiled foolishly against the snake's head: "Thank you, we won't go out, the less people know about your existence, the better. It will be troublesome if you attract enemies."

White Fang was amused by him: "Didn't I tell you? There is only one god in this world."

My God, the amount of information is a bit too much, Mo Yunana asked: "You mean that the legends of Nuwa, Kuafu, and Houyi are all fake? Gods like Zhurong and Gonggong don't exist!"

"Children, don't ask so many questions." Bai Fang played with him for a while, raised his head high, then lowered his head and put Mo Yue on the bedside, and slowly crawled towards the window.

"Don't call me Xiangliu from now on. Gong Gong gave me the name 'Bai Ya'."

Before leaving, he sighed completely differently from Mo Xin: Why is this child so clingy, isn't a child of this age in the period of rebellion?Isn't it the rebellious period when the air is in the middle of the world and the world, and no one is pleasing to the eye?

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Little angels really don't collect hair