Fushangshen Parenting Collection

Viktor obviously also got the meaning of these two words, folded his arms and nodded in agreement: "It's not unreasonable to describe it like this, it does have a sense of abstinence, but when Yuuri enters the game, he will use the Japanese's subtlety and euphemism Putting it aside, if you see it with your own eyes, you will definitely find him very attractive—"

Katsuki Yuuri resolutely covered Victor's mouth, which was about to spit out the shocking words: "Victor! Don't say this to children!!!"

Victor blinked innocently.

Liu Xing watched the interaction between the two, and couldn't help but envy: "The relationship between the two of you is really good..."

He is not only an opponent in the arena, but also a friend on weekdays, and now there is also the relationship between master and apprentice...Liu Xing has many friends and more masters. The only regret is that he has no opponent in kendo, and it feels a little lonely when he thinks about it.

He cheered the two of them seriously: "Come on for the Grand Prix! I will definitely go to the arena to watch your game then!"

Although foreign games cannot be present, domestic games are not a big problem.

Yuuri shyly said: "Thank you for your support, but...my short program practice progress is very slow, and the free skating has not even set the song, maybe...maybe the results of the competition will not be very good, if... What if I can’t even pass the qualifiers? If I fall several times in a row like the last grand prix... ha... also, for a loser like me, everyone must be watching my jokes. If they fall, they will instead Will you be satisfied..." As he spoke, he lowered his head a little dejectedly, obviously immersed in the failure of the previous game.

Viktor was obviously used to Yuuri's occasional decadence, and said with a smile: "Yuuri is really dark——"

Katsuki Yuuri: "?!"

"It's not dark!" Liu Xing said in disapproval, "Obviously Mr. Yuuri is super handsome!"

"I didn't have time to watch the live broadcast of the last Grand Prix. I watched the recording..." Liu Xing said with some embarrassment, "I also watched Mr. Yuuri's competition... many times."

Katsuki Yuuri froze.

The last Grand Prix was an indelible shadow for him all his life.

The death of his pet dog caused extreme mental and physical tension. He was already easily affected by the pressure, but he succeeded in the free skating and failed several times. He fell in full view of the public, which directly affected the subsequent domestic competitions. State, successfully lost the player quota for the new season.

Looking back, it was a nightmare, and it once made Katsuki Yuuri think of retiring.

Hearing someone mention this now, his fragile little heart can't help but thump, for fear that he will open Twitter like the time just after the Grand Prix, and what he hears and sees are the disappointment and grief of ice fans, Heartbroken speech.

However, it does not.

Liu Xing said angrily: "How does it feel to perform under the gaze of thousands, or even tens of thousands of people? I... I just speak at the school's freshman assembly, and my mind goes blank from nervousness. I even forgot all the manuscripts I had written and memorized several times, so I could only improvise. I... I am not a very strong person, my character... I am a little timid, and I tend to shrink back. If the improvisation at that time went wrong ...I think, I probably will never want to go to school again." Liu Xing admitted that he had a very fragile psychological defense, and his face was full of respect: "But Mr. Yuuri... I will understand as soon as you play."

"The gait is sloppy, the face is pale, and I don't have the spirit of the game the day before. I don't know what happened, but I think it must be very bad."

"I guessed right, your condition is really not good, and you made a lot of mistakes during the performance, but..." Liu Xing recalled that game, still feeling a little bit emotional, "No matter how many times you fall, Mr. to stand up again."

Even through the screen, Liu Xing could feel the more and more frozen atmosphere in the competition venue and hear the noise of disappointed ice fans.

And what would Katsuki Yuuri feel like standing on the field and feeling all of this?

Liu Xing just thought about switching roles, and then felt chills all over, and couldn't help but worry about the player on the ice.

How much mental strength and tenacity do you have to have to complete the game under such circumstances?Bad vibe, bad body, bad mental state.

In fact, there are indeed many players in international competitions who often end the competition perfunctorily in disappointment because they make mistakes in the middle of the competition and see that they have no chance of winning the championship.

When the commentator mentioned Yuuri, he also commented that this player has weak resistance to pressure and is not able to adapt to the world competition.

This kind of evaluation is very harsh for an athlete.

But Katsuki Yuuri didn't do anything perfunctory as the commentator guessed, he not only completed the game process.Even using his appeal, the judges gave him a relatively high score.

Although the technical score still lagged behind and missed the top five in the end, Liu Xing firmly remembered the figure skater named Katsuki Yuuri.

"Although...although falling down is not a good thing," Liu Xing said with some embarrassment, "but the figure of you standing up again moved me very much."

"Some people say that this is the professional quality that a professional player should have. It is a matter of course to overcome one's own difficulties and complete a game, but... But I don't think so," Liu Xing said, "I think you have completed a game A very meaningful game."

"I believe there must be many people like me." Liu Xing's eyes were shining, and when he looked at Katsuki Yuuri, he showed respect and longing unabashedly: "Just by looking at you, I can learn from you." Gain courage!"

Katsuki Yuuri's round eyes behind the lenses widened slightly for a moment, and he opened his mouth involuntarily, but he didn't say anything.

Liu Xing was still chattering: "So please don't underestimate yourself, you are definitely not a loser, and you are not dark, please show the toughness and strength you showed in the Grand Prix, you will definitely be able this time... ah... I'm sorry! "Liu Xing blushed embarrassingly, "Obviously this is the first time we met, but I said such self-righteous words...but...but..."

"I think Yuuri-san is that kind of person."

"It's unlikely, but I hope... just like I can get courage from Yuuri-san, you can get even a little bit of courage from my words," Liu Xing's cheeks were burning hot, "just a little bit of courage... alright."

After Liu Xing finished speaking, she lowered her head and picked her fingers in embarrassment.

While it's nice to cheer on a favorite athlete, he always felt that his words were inappropriate.Although he liked that match very much, it was obvious that the person involved, Katsuki Yuuri, regarded that match as the darkest experience in his career.

Katsuki Yuuri was silent for a while, then took a deep breath, and smiled at Liu Xing: "For some reason... I suddenly have a sense of mission that I must not lose to Yuri."

He reached out and rubbed Liu Xing's hair: "I will work hard."

Liu Xing held back his excitement, and nodded emphatically, "Yes".

The dark-haired young man pressed the tape recorder and started a new round of practice.But this time the state is obviously much better than before, with less hesitation and more courage.

Victor, who watched the whole process on the sidelines, touched his chin, and felt that he seemed to have learned some tricks to adjust the player's mentality from Liu Xing.

To be able to find a bright spot in such a bad game... I wonder what kind of family the kid grows up in.Victor thought.It should be a very happy and warm environment, otherwise it would be difficult to raise such optimistic and cheerful children.

Yuuri and Victor's practice time at night was not too long. At nine o'clock, the two of them ran back to the hotel with Liu Xingye, and saw the blond boy in the lobby who was watching TV and eating pork chop rice.

"Yuri!" Victor greeted with a smile, "I'm back!"

The blond boy glanced at Yuuri and Victor out of the corner of his eye, gave a displeased "chi" and continued to eat.

Liu Xing looked at the other party curiously.

Yuuri was a little surprised: "You don't know him?"

Liu Xing said with some embarrassment: "I know him, he is the champion of the youth group, Yuri Prisetti, right?"

Yuuri nodded.

"I... I usually have a lot of things to do, so I usually only watch the games of the senior group... But, I have seen the news about the interview with Yuri! A lot of news! I know him!" Liu Xing was afraid of being misunderstood by the idol, and quickly explained, "So I'm not a fake..." Ice fans!

Yuuri doesn't pay much attention to this detail, but the other person is irritated by this statement.

A handsome blond boy, Yuri glared at Liu Xing while holding a pork chop rice.

Liu Xing shuddered, and asked Yuuri in surprise: "Contestant Yuri...can he understand Japanese?"

"He doesn't understand." Yuuri scratched his cheek helplessly, "but he can distinguish between the words Yuri and game."

The blond handsome boy was biting the pork chop, mumbled a bunch of Lucky Stars, and couldn't understand Russian at all.

But even though he couldn't understand, Liu Xing could tell from his expression that the other party was unhappy.

Liu Xing tried to ask Victor to help translate, but the other party was already happily jumping to find the proprietress to order pork chop rice.

Yuuri sighed: "I'm not good at dealing with Yuri, you...you are about the same age as him, so you should have some common language." After finishing speaking, he ran away.

Liu Xing felt that what Yuuri said made sense, thought about it, and asked tentatively in English: "That... how are you?"

Yuri frowned.

Liu Xing said again: "My name is Inagaki Liu Xing, and I'm a tourist here."

Yuri's expression relaxed a little, but he still didn't answer.

The topic is stuck here, Liu Xing tried to find a breakthrough, and suddenly a flash of inspiration: "Well, your T-shirt is so beautiful, can you tell me where I bought it?"

The blond handsome boy pursed his greasy mouth, took out his phone, opened the map, and circled a location: "Here."

The author has something to say: To be fair, Yuri's aesthetics are a bit similar to Liu Xing's.

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