Fushangshen Parenting Collection

There are only four languages ​​that Liuxing can barely understand, Japanese, English, Hakata Fujishiro, and Akashi National Language.

Among them, English is the most embarrassing.

After years of rote memorization, it is no problem to write an [-]-word English composition, but when it comes to oral communication, Liu Xing has no idea.

Bingdi has professional foreign teachers. He is a handsome blond guy with a pure London accent. He has a master's degree from a famous foreign college. He has a cheerful and easy-going personality and attaches great importance to encouraging education.No matter who it is, as long as he dares to talk to him in English, the teacher will sincerely praise the other party for speaking English well, wonderfully, and croakingly.Of course, Liu Xing was praised in this way, but considering the teacher's implementation of encouraging education, Liu Xing always felt that the teacher's praise for him was purely comforting and could not be counted.

He felt that his spoken English must be very poor.

He looked at Ghost Lantern hesitantly: "Mr. Ghost Lantern, can you speak...Russian? Or English?" English is an international lingua franca, and people from any country can understand it more or less, which is more reliable.

Ghost Lantern was very relaxed after being soaked in hot water, and yawned lazily without answering.

Obviously don't want to meddle in this business.

Liu Xing could only support himself, and turned his gaze back to the silver-haired young man.

It's ok, it's just an English conversation!Not difficult!no problem!I can do it!

He hypnotized himself several times in a row, finally mustered up the courage, reached out and patted the other person's shoulder again, this time with a little more force.

"Mr...." Maybe because of nervousness, Liu Xing's English was stuttering and incomplete, "Wake up, sleep here, you will... catch a cold!"

In order to prevent grammatical errors from being too long, Liu Xing chose the shortest statement.

The silver-haired young man let out a dazed "Huh?", stood up slowly while supporting the rocks on the shore, and stretched a lot.

Liu Xing was bent over.

Therefore, the silver-haired youth's lower body, which was not wearing a towel, happened to be aimed at Liu Xing's face at this moment.

Liu Xing: "...!!!"

Liu Xing, who was so frightened that she couldn't speak, reflexively hid back, but her heel slipped and fell into the water with a "bang" on her back, and the splashing hot spring suddenly bubbled up.

But soon, Liu Xing struggled to get up, holding onto the shore and coughing desperately: "Cough cough cough! Cough!"

The hot spring was already hot, plus she was holding her breath, Liu Xing coughed like a red-faced little rooster crowing, and it took a while to stop.

Ghost Lamp has turned his head away to hold back his laughter.

The silver-haired young man rubbed his eyes, obviously he didn't connect Liu Xing's situation with his own behavior, he tilted his head as if he hadn't woken up from his sleep, his face was full of laziness and daze, and he stood in the water in a daze.

Liu Xing managed to cough out the water that was choking in the intake pipe, and when he looked back, he found that the other party was still standing still.

Liu Xing has no gender awareness, and he often goes to the hot springs with everyone in Honmaru, so he doesn't care much about the sexual confrontation between the same sex, but he suddenly saw something that he shouldn't see, and he was greatly stimulated. He didn't like the existence of bath towels Get a little persistent.

He glanced down and saw a white bath towel in the clear hot spring water.

Liu Xing picked it up, turned her face away, and raised her hand: "Please, please put it on, it will...cough cough! You will catch a cold!"

The silver-haired young man finally regained consciousness, took the bath towel slowly, wrapped it around his waist slowly, raised his face slowly, and smiled at Liu Xing: "Thank you, kid!"

The words spoken this time were not in Russian or English, but in Japanese.

But his Japanese is as bad as Liu Xing's English, with a foreign accent that is not very standard, Liu Xing has to work hard to understand his pronunciation.

But judging from the slow tone and the lazy temperament exuding from his whole body, he always felt that the other party was a very laid-back person.

Only then did Liu Xing take a serious look at the other party's face.

Stared at by those beautiful and clear sea blue eyes, Liu Xing took a while to realize who the other party was.

"...Vi-Mr. Victor!" Liu Xing stood up in shock.

Viktor Nikiforov, a figure skater from Russia, just achieved the legend of five consecutive championships in the men's singles at the Grand Prix and the five consecutive championships in the men's singles at the World Figure Skating Championships a few months ago.

Victor blinked and asked with a smile, "You know me?"

Liu Xing choked for breath.

Viktor Nikiforov!The legend I've only seen on TV!Now!In front of me!talk to me!Naked!

"When, of course, I know you, you are very, very famous in China—!" Liu Xing was so nervous that he couldn't speak clearly.

More than famous?

Not only has he won five consecutive double international events, but also a figure skating legend who has won two consecutive Olympic Games. He is favored by countless sports manufacturers and well-known brands. His face and name appear on various counters in shopping malls. Even if you don’t pay attention to figure skating Everyone in the world has seen his face more or less, not to mention that Liu Xing fell in love with watching figure skating competitions because of Victor.

Liu Xing saw Victor's figure skating competition on TV by chance when he was a child.It was a free skating session. The long-haired young man was spinning and jumping on the ice rink. His graceful figure and pious expression as if dedicated to art were really eye-catching. The children who were attracted by that kind of illusory and ethereal beauty, never From then on, as long as I saw the broadcast of the figure skating competition, I would immediately hug the remote control to prevent others from changing the channel.

Victor was just in his early twenties and Liu Xing was seven years old.

Liu Xing has three idols.

At first I was obsessed with Izumi Mori, Momotaro, and Kanesada, and later I was obsessed with Ultraman, but these two idols were disillusioned one after another, and the only one left is Victor Nikiforov.

Although he had begged Candlestick Kirito to take him to watch Victor's figure skating competition in Japan before, but the distance between the arena and the auditorium was too far, and only when Victor came to the edge of the ice rink did he have a chance to catch a glimpse. But today... I actually saw him so close!

Thinking that standing in front of him was an athlete whom he had always liked since he was a child, Liu Xing was so excited that he could not wait to cheer!

Victor obviously also noticed Liu Xing's forbearable excitement, looked at the child's flushed face and sparkling eyes, and asked, "Are you my fan?"

Liu Xing didn't speak, but nodded desperately.

Victor reached out and rubbed Liu Xing's wet hair: "Haha, do you want an autograph?"

Liu Xing was a little dizzy with excitement being rubbed by the idol.

"Yes, yes!" Liu Xing tried her best to calm down her excited mood, fearing that her enthusiasm would scare the idol, "Excuse me, can I... can I take a photo with you?"

Victor agreed very readily: "Of course! It doesn't matter how many cards you have!"

Liu Xing's eyes became brighter.

The relationship between Victor and fans has always been very good. Autographs and group photos are always welcome. There is no arrogance of being a world-renowned player. Even the life shared by Victor on Twitter is very down-to-earth. Food trucks can be seen everywhere. The brightly lit and noisy night market, the unknown wildflowers on the side of the road, the giant VIP he raised was the most numerous.

But in the past three or four months, Victor has not tweeted, and there is no news as if he has disappeared.

The official statement is that he is in retreat to prepare for the next competition, and will not communicate with the outside world during this period... But Liu Xing saw Victor in Japan.

Fans are very interested in the life of idols, and Liu Xing is no exception. He asked curiously: "Why is Mr. Victor in Japan?" Moreover, it is such a small city, there are no famous attractions, and there are no famous specialties. Traveling is a little bit reluctant, there must be something important, right?

Victor picked up the wine glass on the bank casually, and laughed when he heard this: "For work."

"Work? Is there any important competition in Japan recently?" Liu Xing was a little surprised, "Ah, or is there an important brand advertisement to be filmed in Japan—"

"Hahaha! I came to Japan to be a coach." Victor supported his cheeks, as if remembering something worth remembering, with a happy and relaxed face.

"So that's how it is, hahaha..." Seeing the idol being happy, Liu Xing also laughed, and suddenly the laughter froze for a long time, "...teach——coach???"

Victor: "Yes!~"

Liu Xing felt that Victor must have not recovered from his drunkenness, otherwise why would there be a sweet erratic feeling in his voice!

Liu Xing: "...But! But to be a coach, you have to retire?!" Because coaching is a very labor-intensive job, and there is very little private time and practice time, so there are basically no professional players who will be the coaches of other players. Most of them will go to the coaching certificate after retiring to continue their sports career.

And for a top player like Victor, if he suddenly retires and becomes a coach... that would definitely be the biggest regret of this century.

"Hmm..." Viktor rarely showed a distressed expression, pouted as if a little dissatisfied, "Yakov forbade me to retire, so I'm just taking a break now..."

Liu Xing took a deep breath, her voice trembling: "Then this year, this year's grand prize, competition—"

"I'll pass the Grand Prix this year," Victor threw a wink at Liu Xing, "but the players I coach will shine, so you still have to support me?"

Liu Xing let out a dazed "hmm".

No wonder Victor hasn't been seen on Twitter for several months... It turns out that he took a year off to coach the players... No, he won't just retire like this, right? !

Liu Xing wanted to ask, but didn't dare to ask.

Liu Xing carefully tested the bottom line of fans and paparazzi: "Then, which player are you coaching for? Since you appear here, it should be a Japanese player..." Liu Xing paused at this point , became dazed again: "The Japanese contestant, could it be... Katsuki... Mr. Yuuri?!"

The more Liu Xing spoke, the more he felt that his words were correct: "Yes, is it Mr. Katsuki Yuuri?! I just saw Mr. Katsuki's poster in the hotel!"

"It's a hotel run by his family after all!" Victor replied with a smile, "You should have seen him, right? When new guests come, his mother always asks him to carry the luggage."

Lucy: "..."

…I actually had a national athlete help me with my suitcase.Liu Xing sniffed remorsefully.Candlestick cut, I may not be able to get my signature.

The author has something to say: Victor is super cute! ! !

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The current timeline is that Yuri chased after him to Japan, and Victor choreographed the dance for the two of them, and they were rehearsing, but because the two of them hadn't started the competition, the media hadn't revealed this incident... Victor couldn't hide it for long =-= It means that this guy did not intend to hide it...

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