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As Arthur Cohen started, another youth group men’s singles also ran over to ask for autographs, and then the youth group’s women’s singles, female partners in pair skating, and ice boys who packed bouquets and dolls on the field also ran come over.

Surrounded by children unexpectedly, Zhang Jue was quite flattered. In his brain, shouldn't it be a star who can get this treatment?

Zhang Junbao was also surprised: "Hey, this kid's popularity is quite high."

When Zhang Jue came back, he even licked the child's head: "Why don't you give them some candy?"

Zhang Jue turned out his trouser pocket, which was empty and still had thread ends: "No, it was confiscated by Coach Lu."

This time, Coach Lu confiscated it very cleanly, and there was nothing left for him, and Zhang Jue himself would not easily give food to other young athletes. All he can get here is a chocolate bar.

Athletes can never be too cautious about what they enter.

For dinner, everyone ate the meals provided by the cafeteria. Zhang Jue tried borscht, burdock shreds, duck breast, and fried eggs with Lieba slices, ate a piece of boiled corn, and ate a large plate of tuna and vegetable salad , drank 500ml of skim milk, and burped after drinking.

Yin Meijing stroked his back a few times, Zhang Jue glanced at her: "Don't take care of me like a baby."

Yin Meijing withdrew her hand: "Sorry, I forgot that you have grown up."

She is a bit older than Zhang Jue, and has already completed her development. She is 1.6 meters tall. She could still lower her head when talking to Zhang Jue last year. The children under her were too impressed, she always had the mentality of being an older sister in front of Zhang Jue.

That being said, in the face of Zhang Jue at this time, there are not many people who can still treat him like a child.

If the Zhang Jue in the past was a beautiful young lady with a fairy spirit, now he looks like a fairy boy who looks extraordinarily young because he became a fairy too early in a novel about cultivating immortals.

Because the appearance is too classic and immortal, it has a sense of distance.

Zhang Jue snorted and ran away after eating. After a while, Zhang Junbao finally reported to Sun Qian in China and came to eat after work. When he passed by a heating vent, he fell into deep thought. A wonderful feeling swept his heart at that moment.

He raised his head and squinted his eyes under the hot wind: "I always feel that the wind is telling me something."

Shen Liu looked curiously at the senior brother who was suspected to be in his thirties and still suffered from secondary illness: "What?"

Zhang Junbao hesitated for a long time: "I don't know, but this feeling is very familiar, as if I have experienced it countless times, but I can't tell the specific reason."

Shen Liu exclaimed, and dragged him to eat. The two sat next to Coach Lu with the plate, and found that the old man was eating slowly while flipping through books wearing gold-rimmed presbyopic glasses. Zhang Juecha, who is in the middle of high school, made several young coaches feel respectful.

Shen Liu lay down curiously and looked at the title of the book with his face sideways. Coach Lu lifted up the page for the students to read, and several large characters caught Shen Liu's eyes.

"Don't Get Angry, 100 Tips to Control Blood Pressure".

Shen Liu: ...

As Zhang Jue's coach, there seems to be nothing wrong with reading this book.

Zhang Junbao also tilted his head to read the title of the book, and he asked casually, "Didn't you read "How to Calm Your Pet's Anxiety", "Spending Puberty with Children", and "Happiness Cheats for Boys"?"

Coach Lu replied without raising his head: "It's over."

The old man is getting old. In order not to enter the ranks of dementia in the future, he insists on exercising, basking in the sun on time, paying attention to diet structure, and learning piano, painting, and Go to activate his brain, and fighting with Zhang Jue every day. The quickness of thinking is not much better than that of young people, and the speed of reading and absorbing knowledge is also higher than the average.

Shen Liu laughed lightly: "I remember that Zhang Jue also likes to read books, but unfortunately his study tasks are too heavy, so there should be very little time to spare to read extracurricular books, right?"

Zhang Junbao: "Yes, he has only watched "Puppy Money" and four movies this month, and complained to me yesterday that there are too few entertainment things, and his spiritual world is going to dry up."

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Jue reads 3 to 5 books a month, ranging from world classics to money-making cheats and romance novels, but now he devotes more time to training, competitions and exam preparation.

By the way, children's reading habits are also deeply influenced by their family members and elders. Both Zhang Qingyan and Coach Lu are people who have the habit of reading books. The latter gave Zhang Jue a fixed gift on his birthday. Books are a regular gift for Zhang Qingyan. Every month, I will spare one night to take Zhang Jue to watch a play or opera in a certain theater in Beijing, and listen to two concerts.

Qingyan’s mother has never had the concept that children should not watch love and crime themes. When Zhang Jue was in elementary school, she and her son ate the cp of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit, and sometimes finished watching a drama with Zhang Jue. In the end, he could eat melon seeds with his son while scolding the scumbag in the play.

At the age of 15, Zhang Jue can stand out from the crowd in terms of performances. He can tell a lot of stories behind classical music, understand and express the emotions of a show, probably because of his mother's influence.

At this moment, Vasily, faint music came along the wind.

In Sochi in December, the outdoor temperature was below zero, but a group of people gathered outside without knowing it. Someone was playing music, and the center of the crowd was athletes who were fighting and dancing. One of them was Zhang Jue!

I don't know where this group of young people got their enthusiasm and vitality. In this weather, they can still perform hip-hop and tango in turn. Zhang Jue's dancing skills are already well-known, but the people opposite him don't lose at all.

Shen Liu looked over there and whispered: "It's Zhu Lin from Ice Dance."

The Canadian ice dance duo Julin/Stephanie is one of the strongest ice dance duos this cycle, and they have been on par with their old rivals in the United States. Among Sochi's new little ice dancers, only Dream Come True can barely catch up with They are one level.

Two young and handsome guys with different styles danced on the snow. Their expressions were very cheerful. The audience around them cheered from time to time, and bursts of white air gushed out from their mouths and nasal cavities, carrying a special vitality.

It's great to be able to dance, if Shen Liushang is allowed, he has nothing to do but gait and punch a set.

This scene is really beautiful, but a Russian young man next to him is leaving while wiping his tears. He looks very pitiful, and he is not Ilya, Vasily, or Anasha, and I don’t know who is loved by Xiong Yuan The Maozi that Zhang Jue bumped into.

Coach Lu watched with admiring eyes for a while, then Shi Shiran stood up and went down with a cane. His intuition told him that as long as there was someone crying in his field of vision, Zhang Jue would never be able to escape.

When he got to the bottom, Coach Lu learned from Teraoka Hayabusa that the young man was named Vadim and wanted to pass a handkerchief to Zhang Jue during the game, but the smell on it made Zhang Jue sneezed Said a particularly hurtful truth and drove Vadim away.

Coach Lu: "What did he say?"

Hayato Teraoka: "He asked Vadim if he had body odor."

Even though Europeans and Americans are more likely to have body odor than Asians, which leads to the popularity of perfume, cologne and other products, it still hurts the self-esteem of young people to be so straightforward.

Coach Lu was silent for a while, then sighed: "Forget it, I'll beat him up."

At this moment, the dance fight over there was over, and Zhang Jue triumphantly took his prize - a red scarf. After running back, he happily chanted to them: "That Zhu Lin seems to be very unlucky."

The coaches asked curiously: "Why do you know that his luck is bad?"

Zhang Jue replied as a matter of course: "Because he said that if he wins in the fight dance, he wants me to give him a good luck item that can improve the lottery."

But his signing luck has always been very good, and it has nothing to do with props.

The old uncle asked him curiously: "If you lose the fight, what are you going to give him?"

Zhang Jue: "I don't know, maybe after returning to China, buy a Zhong Kui poster and send it to him."

Hearing his words, everyone thought it was great that Zhu Lin lost.

Coach Lu endured and endured, and still whipped Zhang Jue, along with Vadim and Zhu Lin.

It wasn't until he returned to the room that Zhang Jue rubbed his buttocks, calmed down, and picked up his phone to chat with his all-knowing and omniscient neighbor.

"That person definitely pinched my ass during the dance fight. If he was serious, I would think he was looking for trouble for me. This kind of light pinch happened more than once. I think he has bad intentions..."

Qin Xuejun: "Then why don't you expose him directly?"

Zhang Jue pouted: "But we are in Russia. In Russia, liking the same sex should be more serious than body odor. I'll let it go if I swear at him. It's not enough to help someone come out on the spot. Originally, I really wanted to say it directly." After all, I'm only 15, so it's too much to attack a 15-year-old, but in Russia it seems that you can get married at the age of 14, the national conditions are different, maybe they don't think it's too much to do so."

Qin Xuejun really wanted to say that you were too much for talking about body odor on the spot, but remembering that Zhang Jue was taken advantage of when he was only 15 years old, he didn't say anything, and was taught a lesson by Coach Lu afterwards, that's all.

After a while, he heard Zhang Jue's hesitant voice.

"Brother Qin, do you think my orientation will be of the same sex in the eyes of outsiders?"

Qin Xuejun paused, and asked back: "Are you afraid that your orientation is the same sex?"

Zhang Jue replied straightforwardly: "I'm not afraid, but I think I should like girls. My plan for the future in the past ten years also included finding a girl who is as good as my mother as my girlfriend when I grow up."

The boy's longing for the future is always simple and cute, Qin Xuejun smiled, walked to the window to look at the night scene outside.

"Zhang Jue, it really doesn't matter what your sexual orientation is, because whether you like a man or a woman, it's a process of giving love. You are still young, so you may not understand it, but as long as it doesn't hurt others, it doesn't matter who you like."