It wasn't Zhang Jue, but with his face, I don't know how many people have sighed since he was a child. I'm afraid this child sacrificed the height of the rest of his life in exchange for his appearance.
As a result, when he was in primary school, he encountered adults who wanted to take advantage of him, but those people didn't know that his mother, Ms. Zhang Qingyan, had given him safety education as long as he could remember.
Children themselves are smart, and parents are also aware of safety in this regard, so every person who intends to molest a child encounters Zhang Jue, it is no different from a hyena encountering the lion king Yintai Dumera at its peak, bad luck or bad luck.
He didn't even take this matter too seriously, because the fact that the old uncle was by his side gave Zhang Jue a great sense of security, and he didn't think anyone could break through Zhang Junbao's protection and hurt him.
So Zhang Jue had a very comfortable day. He went to the lottery with his uncle, and successfully won the third place in the penultimate group. Then he participated in the competition for the first time.
The common music of figure skating is that a few days before the competition, the organizer will let the skaters go on the ice to familiarize themselves with the venue, and play their competition music in order.
The ice rink for this game is located in Turin, and Turin is the venue for the 06 Winter Olympics, and the facilities in the venue are complete enough to host the Olympics.
The only regret is that the attention of the youth group events is limited, and there are not many ice fans who can watch the games live, and most of them are local spectators who come to join in the fun.
The skates slashed across the ice and made a smooth sound. Zhang Jue tried triple jumps a few times before seeing Shen Liu waving at him.
The child slid to the sidelines: "Brother Shen, what's the matter?"
Shen Liu asked him with a smile: "I heard from Senior Brother Zhang that your party ended before? How do you feel?"
Zhang Jue replied with his small face up, "That's it, I'm not in good shape today, and I made two jumping mistakes."
Zhang Junbao added: "He hasn't recovered from his jet lag yet. He was still sleepy just now. I almost didn't want him to jump during the music together. If something goes wrong, he will follow Huang in the game."
Zhang Jue stuck out his tongue: "I just can't exert myself."
Being able to get the show down without much effort, and only making two mistakes, is already considered a good performance. Shen Liu was happy in his heart, and reminded: "Don't do this in the future, you are still young, you don't know what to do. Injuries are terrible for athletes."
Zhang Jue really didn't know what it was like to be injured. Since he was an athlete, the most distressing thing he had encountered was that his muscles were so sore during the month of training with his uncle that he couldn't walk easily. Now he is completely fine.
As a child, he is already more energetic, especially since Zhang Jue's biological clock is still in the Chinese time zone version. After getting over the sleepiness during the day, he will be excited at night.
Zhang Jue was tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, so he just got up and filled the bedroom with cat parkour, and spontaneously kept doing burpees, which annoyed Zhang Junbao, who was already jet-lagged and drowsy.
The old uncle threw a pillow over: "Squeeze your voice, let's go to sleep!"
Zhang Jue rubbed against the bed with the pillow in his arms, pushed the old uncle, and complained coquettishly: "Uncle, I can't sleep! I miss Erde. He's not here, and no one reads my English text to me."
The child is not talented in language, and it is difficult to learn, so he feels sleepy when he listens to English.
No, he missed his brother.
Zhang Jue took out his mobile phone which was covered with Pigman's mobile phone case, and made a call through the phone.
"Erde, are you okay? Did you have a good meal today?"
It was still daytime on Erde's side, so the two brothers chatted so smoothly!
Zhang Junbao clasped his hands, lying down with a peaceful posture and an uneasy mood, while Zhang Jue ran to skip rope after making a phone call, and even danced with double shakes.
No, let him keep arguing like this, Zhang Junbao's drowsiness will also be exhausted!
The old uncle got up and discussed with his nephew: "I'll pat you on the back, try closing your eyes, okay?"
Zhang Jue stopped and looked at the old uncle with dissatisfaction, with an unbelievable expression of "I just sweated a little while exercising, and you actually told me to stop".
It's over, this kid has too much energy!
However, the child still listened to the old man's words, so he let out a sigh of reluctance, simply took a shower, and then lay down on his side with a puffed face, while Zhang Junbao yawned, kneeling on the edge of the bed and patting the child's thin back.
Alas, this little body is too thin, and he dare not pat it hard.
Thinking of this, Zhang Junbao began to memorize a paragraph of English. In fact, he didn't even remember when he wrote down this text. Maybe it was an antique text he learned when he was in middle school.
But his accent is very standard, and the text is "alesson from nutrition".
After half an hour of tossing like this, Zhang Jue's breathing became even, and it was already eleven o'clock at night.
As a healthy 31-year-old young man, Zhang Junbao has a good quality of sleep. As long as he closes his eyes, he can sleep through the night without dreaming until dawn. However, this night, as long as he closes his eyes, he dreams of A huge roller appeared, and a cat-sized milk tea hamster was running inside it wearing a crocodile one-piece pajamas.
It was very noisy, creaking and creaking all the time.
Thanks to Zhang Jue, the old uncle didn't sleep well at all. When he woke up, he found that the culprit was not in the room, and he didn't know where he went.
Zhang Junbao fell on the bed clutching his forehead, thinking, let that kid go, as long as he brings the siren and pepper water, the old uncle doesn't care what he is going to do anymore.
Zhang Jue ran [-] kilometers in the morning this time. After the run, the hotel restaurant was still closed. Hehe, luckily he was prepared!
He took out a pack of mustard from his bag, ready to enjoy his little snack.
Although Aunt Ning in the cafeteria told him not to eat heavy-flavored food, he is an athlete. He already eats a lot. He was hungry when he woke up, and he was even hungrier after exercising. He must replenish energy. Prevent hypoglycemia.
Holding mustard in his hands, Zhang Jue went to the leather sofa in the hotel lobby and sat down, when he heard an exclamation.
"Wow--"
Zhang Jue also jumped up in a jiffy, loosened his hand, and the pickled mustard that tore a hole and slipped down, while a girl wrapped in a blanket rolled off the sofa, knocking her head against the foot of the coffee table next to the sofa, making a loud noise .
A boy's head poked out from another sofa, and he anxiously spit out a string of Korean.
"Meijing, what's the matter? What happened?"
The girl who was sat down by Zhang Jue pressed the back of her head, her tears burst out in pain. With her disheveled hair on her head, she sniffed: "I, I'm fine, what does this smell like?"
She touched the top of her head, wait, what is this?
That was mustard that Zhang Jue couldn't enjoy.
He looked at the sacrificial mustard and was dumbfounded, while the young man looked at Zhang Jue and was also stunned: "Ah, it's you!"
The girl turned around: "What? Do you know each other?"
Zhang Jue looked at the boy and recognized him.
He was the young man Zhang Jue met in the elevator yesterday who secretly waved to him and signaled him to leave. Now his expression is not as gloomy as yesterday, and it is the usual brightness of young people.
The three minors looked at each other, all at a loss for what to do with this scene. Yin Meijing was the first to react. She took off the mustard bag above her head, pinched a corner, and smiled kindly at Zhang Jue: "Hi, I'm from Korea." Ice dancer Yin Meijing, this is my partner Liu Mengcheng, sorry, kid, did we scare you?"
Yin Meijing's English didn't taste like kimchi. Zhang Jue understood the general meaning. He blinked, took out a small notebook from his backpack, and wrote on it.
"Can we communicate by text? I'm hard of hearing."
Moreover, if the written text is not understood for a while, he also has an English dictionary in his backpack. 【thumb】
Liu Mengcheng also walked up to Zhang Jue, and wrote with a ballpoint pen: "I am Liu Mengcheng, a South Korean ice dancer. Next to me is my female partner, Yin Meijing. How about you?"
Zhang Jue took the pen and wrote: "I am jue, Chinese men's singles."
Yin Meijing and Liu Mengcheng knew that the child was from China, because yesterday, their coach Jin Xuan deliberately waited nearby during the men's singles draw, and he left only when the staff on the stage called Zhang Jue's name.
Thinking of this, Yin Meijing's heart tightened. She and Mengcheng had been partners since she was a child. They had achieved good results in domestic competitions two years ago, but Jin Xuan sent them away on the grounds that "excellent players need to enter higher-level training". It was taken away from the first coach, but in fact, this scumbag has the same coaching ability, and his hands are not clean, and he often takes advantage of her through training.
Brother Mengcheng resisted once or twice to protect her, but that scumbag even followed Brother Mengcheng. He even took Brother Mengcheng to the office and slapped him on the excuse of "Mengcheng, you are not serious about training" , but also to take off his pants and beat him with a ruler.
They tried to resist and told their family members, but because it was Brother Meng Cheng, a 1.7-meter-five boy, who was being harassed, the parents on both sides felt that their complaint was unreliable and an excuse to avoid training. ignore.
During this competition, that scumbag booked two rooms. Yin Meijing's side was fine, but the other room was actually a single room. That scumbag couldn't wait to sleep in the same bed with Brother Mengcheng.
Yin Meijing couldn't even invite Liu Mengcheng to sleep in her room, because the last girl who protected her boyfriend in this way was forcibly separated by the upper echelons of the South Korean Ice Association on the grounds of "improper words and deeds", and the two were assigned to bad temper The former seniors reorganized, and the young people with good potential disappeared from the crowd because they couldn't adapt to the new partner.
She couldn't let Brother Mengcheng be shot, so she simply dragged her suitcase and spent the night with Liu Mengcheng in the hotel lobby under surveillance. There were people coming and going here, and sleeping here would not be called indiscreet.
Meijing originally thought that she would be stopped by the coach if she did this, but that scumbag didn't do it, because that scumbag has been collecting information about this child since yesterday.
She looked at Zhang Jue's appearance. There was no doubt that this kid, let alone figure skating, was more than enough to be a child star. He was as delicate as a porcelain doll.
And he looks very soft, cute and thin, and looks like a little lamb that is easy to get.
Yin Meijing and Liu Mengcheng looked at each other.
Liu Mengcheng asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"
As the spiritual pillar of her partner, Yin Meijing pondered for a while and made up her mind.
She turned her head, leaned over, and with an oppressive gesture, the friendliness faded away, and her whole person's aura became quite bad.
Yin Meijing wrote on the paper: My child, my hair was stained by your snacks, you are responsible.
Zhang Jue was confused: what?What are you responsible for?
The author has something to say:
At this time, Brother Mengcheng has not been... He was bullied by a scumbag coach who drank alcohol, otherwise he would be over 1.7 meters five, a big boy who can lift a female companion, and he still has a bit of self-protection ability. From Jing's point of view, Xiaoyu is much more dangerous than both of them.
After all, our brother Jue is only 1.5 meters long.
Meijing and Mengcheng want to protect Xiaoyu. Although they are homeless, they still don't want the child to be harmed.
As a result, when he was in primary school, he encountered adults who wanted to take advantage of him, but those people didn't know that his mother, Ms. Zhang Qingyan, had given him safety education as long as he could remember.
Children themselves are smart, and parents are also aware of safety in this regard, so every person who intends to molest a child encounters Zhang Jue, it is no different from a hyena encountering the lion king Yintai Dumera at its peak, bad luck or bad luck.
He didn't even take this matter too seriously, because the fact that the old uncle was by his side gave Zhang Jue a great sense of security, and he didn't think anyone could break through Zhang Junbao's protection and hurt him.
So Zhang Jue had a very comfortable day. He went to the lottery with his uncle, and successfully won the third place in the penultimate group. Then he participated in the competition for the first time.
The common music of figure skating is that a few days before the competition, the organizer will let the skaters go on the ice to familiarize themselves with the venue, and play their competition music in order.
The ice rink for this game is located in Turin, and Turin is the venue for the 06 Winter Olympics, and the facilities in the venue are complete enough to host the Olympics.
The only regret is that the attention of the youth group events is limited, and there are not many ice fans who can watch the games live, and most of them are local spectators who come to join in the fun.
The skates slashed across the ice and made a smooth sound. Zhang Jue tried triple jumps a few times before seeing Shen Liu waving at him.
The child slid to the sidelines: "Brother Shen, what's the matter?"
Shen Liu asked him with a smile: "I heard from Senior Brother Zhang that your party ended before? How do you feel?"
Zhang Jue replied with his small face up, "That's it, I'm not in good shape today, and I made two jumping mistakes."
Zhang Junbao added: "He hasn't recovered from his jet lag yet. He was still sleepy just now. I almost didn't want him to jump during the music together. If something goes wrong, he will follow Huang in the game."
Zhang Jue stuck out his tongue: "I just can't exert myself."
Being able to get the show down without much effort, and only making two mistakes, is already considered a good performance. Shen Liu was happy in his heart, and reminded: "Don't do this in the future, you are still young, you don't know what to do. Injuries are terrible for athletes."
Zhang Jue really didn't know what it was like to be injured. Since he was an athlete, the most distressing thing he had encountered was that his muscles were so sore during the month of training with his uncle that he couldn't walk easily. Now he is completely fine.
As a child, he is already more energetic, especially since Zhang Jue's biological clock is still in the Chinese time zone version. After getting over the sleepiness during the day, he will be excited at night.
Zhang Jue was tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, so he just got up and filled the bedroom with cat parkour, and spontaneously kept doing burpees, which annoyed Zhang Junbao, who was already jet-lagged and drowsy.
The old uncle threw a pillow over: "Squeeze your voice, let's go to sleep!"
Zhang Jue rubbed against the bed with the pillow in his arms, pushed the old uncle, and complained coquettishly: "Uncle, I can't sleep! I miss Erde. He's not here, and no one reads my English text to me."
The child is not talented in language, and it is difficult to learn, so he feels sleepy when he listens to English.
No, he missed his brother.
Zhang Jue took out his mobile phone which was covered with Pigman's mobile phone case, and made a call through the phone.
"Erde, are you okay? Did you have a good meal today?"
It was still daytime on Erde's side, so the two brothers chatted so smoothly!
Zhang Junbao clasped his hands, lying down with a peaceful posture and an uneasy mood, while Zhang Jue ran to skip rope after making a phone call, and even danced with double shakes.
No, let him keep arguing like this, Zhang Junbao's drowsiness will also be exhausted!
The old uncle got up and discussed with his nephew: "I'll pat you on the back, try closing your eyes, okay?"
Zhang Jue stopped and looked at the old uncle with dissatisfaction, with an unbelievable expression of "I just sweated a little while exercising, and you actually told me to stop".
It's over, this kid has too much energy!
However, the child still listened to the old man's words, so he let out a sigh of reluctance, simply took a shower, and then lay down on his side with a puffed face, while Zhang Junbao yawned, kneeling on the edge of the bed and patting the child's thin back.
Alas, this little body is too thin, and he dare not pat it hard.
Thinking of this, Zhang Junbao began to memorize a paragraph of English. In fact, he didn't even remember when he wrote down this text. Maybe it was an antique text he learned when he was in middle school.
But his accent is very standard, and the text is "alesson from nutrition".
After half an hour of tossing like this, Zhang Jue's breathing became even, and it was already eleven o'clock at night.
As a healthy 31-year-old young man, Zhang Junbao has a good quality of sleep. As long as he closes his eyes, he can sleep through the night without dreaming until dawn. However, this night, as long as he closes his eyes, he dreams of A huge roller appeared, and a cat-sized milk tea hamster was running inside it wearing a crocodile one-piece pajamas.
It was very noisy, creaking and creaking all the time.
Thanks to Zhang Jue, the old uncle didn't sleep well at all. When he woke up, he found that the culprit was not in the room, and he didn't know where he went.
Zhang Junbao fell on the bed clutching his forehead, thinking, let that kid go, as long as he brings the siren and pepper water, the old uncle doesn't care what he is going to do anymore.
Zhang Jue ran [-] kilometers in the morning this time. After the run, the hotel restaurant was still closed. Hehe, luckily he was prepared!
He took out a pack of mustard from his bag, ready to enjoy his little snack.
Although Aunt Ning in the cafeteria told him not to eat heavy-flavored food, he is an athlete. He already eats a lot. He was hungry when he woke up, and he was even hungrier after exercising. He must replenish energy. Prevent hypoglycemia.
Holding mustard in his hands, Zhang Jue went to the leather sofa in the hotel lobby and sat down, when he heard an exclamation.
"Wow--"
Zhang Jue also jumped up in a jiffy, loosened his hand, and the pickled mustard that tore a hole and slipped down, while a girl wrapped in a blanket rolled off the sofa, knocking her head against the foot of the coffee table next to the sofa, making a loud noise .
A boy's head poked out from another sofa, and he anxiously spit out a string of Korean.
"Meijing, what's the matter? What happened?"
The girl who was sat down by Zhang Jue pressed the back of her head, her tears burst out in pain. With her disheveled hair on her head, she sniffed: "I, I'm fine, what does this smell like?"
She touched the top of her head, wait, what is this?
That was mustard that Zhang Jue couldn't enjoy.
He looked at the sacrificial mustard and was dumbfounded, while the young man looked at Zhang Jue and was also stunned: "Ah, it's you!"
The girl turned around: "What? Do you know each other?"
Zhang Jue looked at the boy and recognized him.
He was the young man Zhang Jue met in the elevator yesterday who secretly waved to him and signaled him to leave. Now his expression is not as gloomy as yesterday, and it is the usual brightness of young people.
The three minors looked at each other, all at a loss for what to do with this scene. Yin Meijing was the first to react. She took off the mustard bag above her head, pinched a corner, and smiled kindly at Zhang Jue: "Hi, I'm from Korea." Ice dancer Yin Meijing, this is my partner Liu Mengcheng, sorry, kid, did we scare you?"
Yin Meijing's English didn't taste like kimchi. Zhang Jue understood the general meaning. He blinked, took out a small notebook from his backpack, and wrote on it.
"Can we communicate by text? I'm hard of hearing."
Moreover, if the written text is not understood for a while, he also has an English dictionary in his backpack. 【thumb】
Liu Mengcheng also walked up to Zhang Jue, and wrote with a ballpoint pen: "I am Liu Mengcheng, a South Korean ice dancer. Next to me is my female partner, Yin Meijing. How about you?"
Zhang Jue took the pen and wrote: "I am jue, Chinese men's singles."
Yin Meijing and Liu Mengcheng knew that the child was from China, because yesterday, their coach Jin Xuan deliberately waited nearby during the men's singles draw, and he left only when the staff on the stage called Zhang Jue's name.
Thinking of this, Yin Meijing's heart tightened. She and Mengcheng had been partners since she was a child. They had achieved good results in domestic competitions two years ago, but Jin Xuan sent them away on the grounds that "excellent players need to enter higher-level training". It was taken away from the first coach, but in fact, this scumbag has the same coaching ability, and his hands are not clean, and he often takes advantage of her through training.
Brother Mengcheng resisted once or twice to protect her, but that scumbag even followed Brother Mengcheng. He even took Brother Mengcheng to the office and slapped him on the excuse of "Mengcheng, you are not serious about training" , but also to take off his pants and beat him with a ruler.
They tried to resist and told their family members, but because it was Brother Meng Cheng, a 1.7-meter-five boy, who was being harassed, the parents on both sides felt that their complaint was unreliable and an excuse to avoid training. ignore.
During this competition, that scumbag booked two rooms. Yin Meijing's side was fine, but the other room was actually a single room. That scumbag couldn't wait to sleep in the same bed with Brother Mengcheng.
Yin Meijing couldn't even invite Liu Mengcheng to sleep in her room, because the last girl who protected her boyfriend in this way was forcibly separated by the upper echelons of the South Korean Ice Association on the grounds of "improper words and deeds", and the two were assigned to bad temper The former seniors reorganized, and the young people with good potential disappeared from the crowd because they couldn't adapt to the new partner.
She couldn't let Brother Mengcheng be shot, so she simply dragged her suitcase and spent the night with Liu Mengcheng in the hotel lobby under surveillance. There were people coming and going here, and sleeping here would not be called indiscreet.
Meijing originally thought that she would be stopped by the coach if she did this, but that scumbag didn't do it, because that scumbag has been collecting information about this child since yesterday.
She looked at Zhang Jue's appearance. There was no doubt that this kid, let alone figure skating, was more than enough to be a child star. He was as delicate as a porcelain doll.
And he looks very soft, cute and thin, and looks like a little lamb that is easy to get.
Yin Meijing and Liu Mengcheng looked at each other.
Liu Mengcheng asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"
As the spiritual pillar of her partner, Yin Meijing pondered for a while and made up her mind.
She turned her head, leaned over, and with an oppressive gesture, the friendliness faded away, and her whole person's aura became quite bad.
Yin Meijing wrote on the paper: My child, my hair was stained by your snacks, you are responsible.
Zhang Jue was confused: what?What are you responsible for?
The author has something to say:
At this time, Brother Mengcheng has not been... He was bullied by a scumbag coach who drank alcohol, otherwise he would be over 1.7 meters five, a big boy who can lift a female companion, and he still has a bit of self-protection ability. From Jing's point of view, Xiaoyu is much more dangerous than both of them.
After all, our brother Jue is only 1.5 meters long.
Meijing and Mengcheng want to protect Xiaoyu. Although they are homeless, they still don't want the child to be harmed.
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