Figure skating is more suitable for me to participate in the Olympics

The time for this year's Grand Prix is ​​very tight. The third stop in China has just ended, and five days later, the Russian stop will officially start.

So Zhang Jue got on the plane to Moscow immediately after the game in Shanghai ended.

While on the plane, Shen Liu told him: "It will only be more difficult for you in this station than in the United States, because the strength of Russian referees favors their own players, which is only stronger than European and American referees, while Sergey and Yili Yadu is at this station."

Among the six races of this season, the Russian race is recognized as the Shura field, gathering the three best teenagers of the new generation, and there is also a second brother from Russia.

Fortunately, Vasily, as the first brother, has applied for the Canada and Japan competitions this year. If he also comes to play in the Shura field, Zhang Jue will have a question mark on whether he can get on the podium.

Those Russian referees can really do things like "let their three players fill the podium at home".

"You have to be prepared to be crushed. When I was young, I went there to compete. Some spectators would support Vasily. They would boo McQueen in the game, boo him, and yell interference when he was skating. I don't mean that they are in This stop will do the same, but...Zhang Jue, did you hear that?"

Zhang Jue leaned against Zhang Junbao's arms, breathing evenly, as if he had successfully joined Duke Zhou.

Zhang Junbao wrapped him up in a blanket, and made a shush gesture to Shen Liu.

"It's rare for him to sleep so well on the plane, and there's still time to talk about some things after getting off the plane."

Shen Liu raised the corners of his mouth, nodded, turned around and asked the stewardess for another blanket, and covered Zhang Junbao too.

"You rest, and I will call you when you get to the place."

They slept all the way to Moscow, and when they got off the plane, Zhang Junbao held Zhang Jue tightly, for fear that this silly boy would be swept away by the flow of people when he was in a daze.

The old uncle didn't want to go out to compete in a competition, but after his nephew was lost, he ran to the service center at the airport and asked them to play the broadcast, "Please come to the center immediately, Zhang Jue, a lost child from Huaguo. Your uncle is waiting for you here."

That's a shame.

And if Zhang Jue was really lost, and Zhang Junbao really went to someone to call the radio, it was still a question of whether Zhang Jue could understand Maowei English.

Fortunately, Zhang Jue didn't wake up right now, and obediently followed his uncle's footsteps, without any intention of running around.

Shen Liu was dragging the suitcase, Yang Zhiyuan was carrying a bulging backpack, and several big men surrounded Zhang Jue out of the airport.

When Zhang Jue finally woke up, they were already in the car.

Seeing the change in his expression, Shen Liu raised the paper bag in his hand: "Are you awake? Come and have a sandwich. After you get to the hotel, you can continue to sleep. When you wake up tomorrow morning, the jet lag is almost gone. By the way, you can accept the smell of sour cream." son?"

Russian sandwiches are added with pickles and sour cream. He was afraid that Zhang Jue would not be used to eating them. However, the reason why Zhang Jue is prone to obesity is not only because of his good gastrointestinal function, but also because he eats delicious food. Not picky eaters.

The child was still unsatisfied after eating three sandwiches, but when he was about to make a fourth one, he was stopped by Zhang Junbao.

"What's the matter with your appetite, kid? Why is it getting bigger and bigger recently?"

Puzzled, the old uncle stuffed a fresh cucumber that he bought at an unknown time into Zhang Jue's hand, and signaled him to eat it if he wasn't full.

Of course, Zhang Jue didn't want this cucumber. As a figure skater with a fat-prone physique who always fills his stomach with low-calorie vegetables, he sometimes eats cucumbers so that he feels like vomiting, and every burp tastes like cucumbers.

He was lying on the edge of the window, looking at the Russian street scene outside the car, and he heard the voice of Shen Liu: "Xiaoyu, remember not to go out alone, there are some hooligans here in Moscow who only pick out single travelers to rob and blackmail, and you seem Te Xiao Te is easy to bully."

Zhang Jue responded, and when he approached the hotel, he saw Liu Mengcheng and Yin Meijing coming out of a small roadside shop, holding a Russian burrito in their hands. Common street food in Russia.

When the bus stopped, Zhang Jue immediately jumped off and waved to the two friends; "Hey, Meijing, dream come true."

Yin Meijing's eyes lit up, and she called out Zhang Jue's nickname she learned in Japan: "Taa sauce!"

Zhang Jue didn't care either. He ran forward, ready to hold their hands and shake them to express his thoughts. Unexpectedly, only one meter away from Liu Mengcheng, he was suddenly caught by this tall ice dancer. The male partner lifted his armpits upwards.

Click.

Zhang Jue turned his head and saw a familiar Japanese reporter giving him a thumbs up. Standing beside him, Shirakazuka Keiko also gave him a thumbs up and smiled with white teeth.

If there is really a disagreement in this world, the little crocodile thought, it would be him and that Japanese reporter.

How come you are everywhere!

Then Qingzi grinned at Zhang Jue, saying that the youth group's Russian sub-station will be held in St. Petersburg the day after tomorrow. She just arrived here by plane, and she will take a car to the competition venue later. Reporter Xiaocun came with her .

The little girl with twin ponytails walked around Zhang Jue.

"I originally came to the hotel just to see Miss Meijing, but I didn't expect to see the famous scene of Taa sauce again. It's really a big profit!"

Seeing her giggling appearance, Zhang Jue almost couldn't help pinching her little cheek, and then the girl seemed to remember something, clenched her fists and called Zhang Jue "Dad", and explained that it was her sister who asked her to tell her Best wishes to Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue was silent for two seconds, took out a Ferrero and handed it over: "Do you want to eat?"

He slipped it out of his uncle's office, and when he found it, there were only the last two left, and he didn't know if it was the old uncle who ate it or Shen Liu.

Qingzi stretched out her hand cheerfully: "Yes!"

Seeing that the girl was in great condition and she didn't appear to be influenced by public opinion at all, Zhang Jue was also relieved.

Because they are sisters, Qingzi naturally has to be compared. She can't practice 3a, only 3lz3lo, and Riluo's common silky sliding, sense of music, and very good rotation, and her expressiveness is not as mature as makeup. Many people think that Qingzi is not good enough, plus her sister retired mysteriously, so there should not be too many reporters surrounding Qingzi.

Like the Xiaocun reporter who always took photos of Zhang Jue’s dark history, it’s okay. He has maintained a good relationship with many Japanese athletes. He is a newsman that everyone likes very much. Some bad reporters ask much worse questions. .

But Zhang Jue knows that Qingzi is actually a typical athlete with a big heart. Not only does she often explode in free skating, but she never overturns in short programs. A brand for a level competition.

She is an excellent athlete who does not lose to makeup.

However, it is worth mentioning that Zhang Jue saw Meijing, Mengcheng, and Qingzi here, but did not see local athletes such as Ilya and Sergey.

"Aren't they from St. Petersburg? They should stay in a hotel when they come to Moscow."

Then Shen Liu told Zhang Jue that ice and snow sports are very popular in Russia, and many well-known athletes can also appear on variety shows and hold their own commercial performances after retiring, living like TV stars.

Sergey, a second brother-level athlete, naturally sponsored a lot, so he spent money to buy an apartment in Moscow, while Ilya lived in Vasily's apartment in Moscow.

Anyway, they all have their own residences, especially Sergey, who is a well-known cat slave. He has a cat owner at home, and he will take the cat owner with him during domestic competitions, let alone staying in a hotel.

This made Zhang Jue envious: "I also hope that figure skating will become more popular in China, so that I can earn more money to support my house."

Bitcoin hasn't risen yet, Zhang Jue is reluctant to sell it, and it won't reach its peak until 21 years, so it's a bit of a loss to sell it in 17.

Zhang Junbao called him: "It's not that there are no variety shows in China to invite you, but let me make it clear to you that you are not allowed to participate in those shows. If you delay training, I will ask your mother to whip you."

And too many eyes on him may not be a good thing for young athletes like Zhang Jue. Attention means praise and slander, and it is easy for young people who are not deeply involved in the world to get lost in it, forgetting that the essence of being an athlete is training, Make achievements and challenge the limits of human beings.

In fact, after the U.S. station ended, there were endless comments about "Zhang Jue won the world's No. [-] McQueen". Looking at the points for winning medals in the Winter Olympics, I am afraid that not all of them have been upgraded to gold points now.

The old uncle was afraid that Zhang Jue would drift away.

Little do they know that Zhang Jue is very stable, and he still has a developmental time bomb, so the child's idea is to work hard to achieve more results before growing taller. Anything else is empty for Zhang Youbi's children of.

Sooner or later, he will be able to become financially free. At that time, Zhang Jue can choose at will whether he brings money into the circle and continues to be an idol, invests in the small company that is about to go bankrupt in his previous life and turns from an artist to become a boss, or squats in an agricultural university to grow corn.

Originally, if Zhang Jue hadn't dropped out, his university professor would have let him stay in the graduate school and then lead him to study the space corn project. Therefore, with Zhang Jue's level, there is no such thing as trying to concentrate on growing corn but failing to do so.

Only competitive sports, this is not the kind of event where you can win the championship with money, so figure skating is like a fresh, refined and unpretentious strange woman to Zhang Jue, which makes Zhang Jue full of desire to explore and pursue.

At this time, Zhang Jue thought that he would not see the Russian home athletes before the game officially started. Who knew that when he was waiting for the reunion, he felt a big soft and fluffy tail slipping over his calf.

The little crocodile lowered his head and saw a ragged cat with smooth and smooth fur sitting in front of him dignifiedly. It seemed to have a lot of fat and a pair of clear and innocent amber yellow cat eyes. He noticed Zhang Jue's gaze and two pointed ears. Shaked.

Zhang Jue swallowed, squatted down slowly, and stretched out his hand tentatively.

In the next second, a tender meat ball was printed on Zhang Jue's palm.

There was a gentle cry that could drip water not far away.

"Nina, my princess, where are you?"

The chubby cat in gray and white fur let out a sweet cry and ran towards the direction of the sound.

How should I put it, although someone has already told Zhang Jue that Sergey is a cat slave, but the tone of his calling his cat's name is so soft that it makes people sick, Zhang Jue's grandmother didn't care when she saw him. speak in this tone.

No, grandma is a tough actress who can grab a pole and chase people for two blocks when she gets angry, let's change her description.

Xu's father didn't call Ms. Zhang so affectionately, wait, it seems that he is really so affectionate.

Zhang Jue always felt that something was wrong when he looked at the shaggy Russian second brother.

At this time someone said to him: "He likes cats, just leave it alone."

This accent is so heavy that it makes people speechless... Zhang Jue turned around and saw Ilya holding a majestic husky and looking at him with the same indifferent expression as before.

Since the eyes of this person and the dog were ice blue, Zhang Jue inexplicably had the illusion that there were two silly dogs in front of him when they were staring at them.

Ilya pointed at the dog: "This is Polka, Polka, this is my good friend taa sauce."

Before Zhang Jue had time to complain, "Why do you call me taa sauce?", the Polka stood up, with two front paws on Zhang Jue's shoulders, and enthusiastically licked his face.

Zhang Jue: "..."

This husky is so pure.

Later Zhang Jue learned one thing, that is, I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but almost everyone in the Russian national team has pets at home, such as Vasily, his family has parrots, but it is said that he wanted to keep pets at the beginning. It was a bear, but the old Mr. Boris, who was his coach and father, refused and scolded him.

At this moment, Zheng Bo ran into the garage of a martial arts gym in Northeast China that sells weight loss with his guitar on his back, and saw the lead singer of the band with a small drummer beating the drums, while the bassist was tuning beside him.

He gasped: "Have you found someone to write a song? Really? How did you get the song?"

Their band was originally played in college, and the captain and drummer went back to his hometown in the south after graduation to take the public exam, and the lead singer was promoted to captain, but because everyone sang in the major bars in H province for four years, they didn't get popular, so it didn't matter. The representative work that can be obtained has also recently thought of disbanding.

Unexpectedly, just this morning, the captain, the son of the owner of this weight loss martial arts gym, suddenly said that he had an appointment with a good song, and asked the team members to gather urgently. Zheng Bo rushed over immediately.

Xu Dela raised his hands, with a proud smile on his round face: "My brother helped write the song."

"Your brother?"

Zheng Bo looked at Xu Dela's round face that could look as exquisite as a classical meticulous painting no matter how fat he was, and asked, "How old is your brother this year? Which school is he from?"

The team fell in love with the bookstore Wen excitedly interrupted his question: "Don't care who the composer is, let me tell you, what Erde brought here this time is really a good song, I haven't seen such a good song for many years Compose."

Zheng Bo took the sheet music he handed over, a piece of paper that looked like it had been torn from a notebook, with a line of beautiful thin gold bodies on it.

He read slowly: ""There Are Stars Tonight", this tune is a bit interesting."

The first half is full of slow-paced lyricism, followed by a quick and dynamic chorus in the middle, and finally returns to lyricism. The structure is similar to the Divine Comedy "sayyousay", but the tune is unprecedented, absolutely original, and of high quality. It doesn't seem to lose to the new songs of those serious singers.

There is a saying in the industry that rock lyricism is fatal. This song "Tonight There Are Stars" is definitely a love song, and the creator is absolutely as deep as the sea in his "star".

Zheng Bo couldn't help boasting: "Erde, your brother is actually a god-level figure. This song is so good, he really said it for us, right?"

This love song is really not the work of that great god who used it to pick up girls, and then Erde secretly took it over, right?

No matter how good the song is, they cannot sing it without the authorization of the creator. This is a matter of principle.

Unexpectedly, Xu Dela took out a stack of documents from his backpack: "Yes, this song is for me, and my brother even signed the authorization letter."

Hmph, this is the song his brother wrote for him. Although Zhang Jue had a calm expression of "this is not worth mentioning" when he threw the song in front of Xu Dela, Er De had already seen from the score that his brother Love to him!

He also loves his brother, he wants to perform this song well, and convey his love for his brother to the world through this song!

Jiang Xuewen cleared his throat: "Hurry up, let's practice this song. If the effect is good, I will take you to sing at an uncle's bar in Beijing before the Chinese New Year. There are people in the industry going to that bar. With luck, we will be signed!"