After saving Meiqiang, I became popular all over the world

The sea view cave where Ye Cike lived happened to be a small ferry, secluded, the water was not very deep, and there were geothermal springs nearby, which was very suitable for beginners.

It's just that he didn't expect Qiao Zhihuan to bring a landlubber.

Before going into the water, Qiao Zhihuan told Little Fang that the goal set for him was: don't talk about rankings, just want to save his life.

"You're too exaggerated." Little Fang didn't take it seriously, "Look at me!"

After speaking, he threw off his shoes, pinched his nose and jumped directly from the ferry into the sea. Within half a second, he fled to the shore like a cat that suddenly fell into the water, scratching and scratching.

Little Fang said stubbornly: "The enemy is too strong!"

Qiao Zhihuan said: "You have to relax, the more nervous you are, the harder it is to float."

He went into the water to demonstrate, holding on to the vertical ladder of the ferry, and softly circled in the water.

Under the moonlight, his white shirt was extremely elegant, and his legs in the sea were white and slender, almost like a mermaid in rigid shape.

Little Fang tried a few times, and Ye Cike went into the water deliberately, holding his upper body to help him float, but it didn't work.As soon as he got wet, his whole body tensed up uncontrollably.

Little Fang stood in the water and sighed: "It's really not my fault. There is no water on my home planet, and everyone can't swim. Although there is a 'sea' on the surface of the land, it is actually a desert, blue and purple. There are large and small boats floating, and they are shining brightly at night, so beautiful! We all call it the 'Mirror of the Starry Sky'."

Ye Cike was silent for a while, before he said, "You know that buoyancy is a fluid concept, right?"

Little Fang opened his eyes wide: "What?"

Ye Cike: "The gravel is a solid, and even the finest sand is also a solid. There is still significant friction between the gravel and there is no way to generate buoyancy."

Little Fang opened its mouth like a carp, opened and closed several times silently, but no words came out.

Ye Cike concluded: "So, the 'mirror of the starry sky' you mentioned cannot exist at all."

Little Fangs rushed towards Ye Cike with an "ah" and yelled, "You ruined my sand sea, you killed my home planet!! You and I cannot live together!!"

Ye Cike dodged sideways lightly, but he didn't expect this to anger Little Fang even more.

He was anxious and angry, thumping and chasing after him, Ye Cike was more than capable, drawing an arc and going around in the water with him, in the end, he cut through the waves like a mermaid, and instantly opened a distance of several meters.

"... Dead Xueba, you wait!" Little Fang yelled.

Ye Cike leaned on a rock and looked at him quietly.

Qiao Zhihuan was worried about Little Fang's safety, so he also went into the water and followed him. After struggling for a long time with the dog planing and breaststroke, Little Fang finally got close to Ye Cike and grabbed his T-shirt collar: "Dead Xueba , Apologize to my 'Mirror of the Starry Sky'!"

Ye Cike slightly raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared on his face.

Little Fang was a little dazed: "What are you laughing at?"

Qiao Zhihuan chased after him and patted him on the forehead: "How did you get here just now!"

Little Fang was stunned for three seconds, and then jumped in the water: "I can swim now!!"

Only then did Qiao Zhihuan ask in a low voice, "You just provoked him on purpose."

"He is not afraid of water, but he is not used to it." Ye Cike said, "People who are afraid of water are not like this."

Qiao Zhihuan hummed lightly, but didn't answer any more.

After Little Fang could swim, it opened the door to a new world, swimming around in the shallow sea at the ferry.It can also be seen that his physical foundation is indeed good, Ye Cike only taught him the tricks once, and he can swim decently.

The little fangs were basically resolved, and Ye Cike took out the surfboard from the cave, and returned to Qiao Zhihuan's side: "Although the single-man sail has a hull, it seems safer, but the single-man sail has requirements for water depth and wind direction, and the water is also deep. Some, it's more dangerous in case of accident. You'd better try surfing. Come, come up."

Ye Cike held his back and gently pushed him up, helping him onto the surfboard.

Ye Cike didn't go into the water topless like Little Fang, he still wore a white T.However, the T-shirt was already half-moistened and stuck to the body tightly, outlining all the lines very clearly.

Qiao Zhihuan found that he was stronger than he looked, and his chest and back muscles were quite firm and beautiful.

Qiao Zhihuan sat on the surfboard and asked, "Am I going to try to stand up?"

Ye Cike smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, find a position that you feel comfortable with. You can lie on your stomach or lie down. Relax your whole body and leave it to the surfboard."

Qiao Zhihuan hesitated.

Ye Cike supported the edge of the surfboard: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Qiao Zhihuan lay down nervously, facing the boundless starry sky.

Ye Cike was floating beside him, his black hair casually turned to one side, revealing his beautiful facial features.The contours of his brows and eyebrows were all over the water, looking very aggressive.

Ye Cike asked him: "What do you feel?"

Sea water beneath me, evening wind in my ears, stars circling with seagulls, and...

Qiao Zhihuan: "Sea waves."

Wave after wave is like a pulse, regular and rhythmic.

"Yes." Ye Cike gently pushed the surfboard away, and the gentle waves sent Qiao Zhihuan back to him, "So, the first rule of surfing is not to fight the sea, you have to follow his rhythm , and mount on his shoulders."

"Surfing, the earth and the moon are pushing you forward."

Qiao Zhihuan looked back at him, and suddenly smiled: "Ms. Ye...the way of seeing things is different from others."

When he smiled, Ye Cike felt a little embarrassed. He just stared at the slightly rippling waves and said in a low voice, "Although surfing tomorrow is in shallow water, it still involves your safety, so I will be very strict. Come on, give me your hand." .”

Qiao Zhihuan put his hand in his palm, and the other party gently pulled him up to sit up.

Ye Cike took out a short black rope from the water, with a Velcro buckle at the end, and said solemnly: "This is your safety rope and your lifeline, no matter what happens, you can't untie it. Lift your legs up."

The water came out of his slender and fair calf, and the sea water rolled down every inch of his skin.

Because of dancing for a long time, all his muscle lines are slender and even, his ankles are slender, and his overall line is quite beautiful.

Ye Cike lowered his eyes in silence, looped the Velcro around his ankle in the water, and pulled it to the deepest point before barely fastening it.

"Too thin." Ye Cike said lightly.

"There is no way to control body fat. You understand."

Classical dance is different from popular dance. It talks about "turning like echoes, flowing clouds and flowing water, gorgeous and romantic, and fast and light." It not only requires the dancer's physique to be the ultimate, but also requires every movement to be perfect from the fingertips to the feet. Only in this way can it look light and elegant, with a magnificent posture.

Judging from Qiao Zhihuan's current level, he must have such strict requirements on himself that it is unimaginable for ordinary people.

Ye Cike floated beside the surfboard and taught him how to watch the waves.

Watching the waves is the foundation of the foundation, and learning to jump out of countless waves is the first step to success.

The wind from the land can make beautiful tube waves, and the wind from the ocean will calm the waves. Never try to climb a crosswind wave, it can be quite dangerous.

Qiao Zhihuan learned quickly, Ye Cike only gave three or four examples, and he had already learned to read the waves. After mastering the basics, Ye Cike took him to try a few small waves, trying to stand firm on the board.

Standing firmly on a surfboard is completely different from standing on land. No matter how neat the waves are, there will be small inclinations, and the center of gravity of the surfboard will change accordingly.

Even though Qiao Zhihuan was born with excellent balance ability, she was still a little weak when it came to stabilizing the board. She often tilted her feet and then lost her balance.

When he fell for the fifth time, Ye Cike raised his hand to help him, "Don't be discouraged, learning to dance and surf is indeed more difficult than ordinary people at first."

"Really?" Qiao Zhihuan asked, "I thought I would have an advantage in terms of balance."

"There is an advantage in center of gravity balance, but you have to forget about dancing first."

Ye Cike explained to him that in order to be coherent, a dance movement is actually composed of many small preparations in advance, such as a simple front somersault. When stepping on the ground, it is necessary to adjust the muscle force, and the core needs to be raised before the explosion. , and at the same time hit the hands smoothly, and the whole body is tensed up to cooperate in order to form a seemingly simple and light movement.

These small movements have formed muscle memory through years of practice, and before Qiao Zhihuan noticed it, his body had already reacted in advance.

It is light and agile in dancing, but it is counterproductive in surfing that requires heavy hips to stabilize the center of gravity.

"So, don't think about conquering the floating board, just pretend you don't have this board now." Ye Cike said, "It's just an extension of your body, try to feel the deeper surge through it—think Think about what it was like lying on a surfboard in the first place.”

Qiao Zhihuan tried to forget about the surfboard under her feet.

After Ye Cike clicked, he slowly found the subtle difference between dancing balance and surfing balance, and overcame this. His balance talent made him feel like a fish in water, and he made rapid progress.

Ye Cike taught the follow-up skills, and took him to try a few small waves less than one meter. After several successes, Qiao Zhihuan saw a wave about two meters in front of him. Qiao Zhihuan asked, "Can I try that?" Is it?"

Ye Cike thought for a moment, then hesitated and said: "...You have made rapid progress. It takes at least a week for ordinary people to successfully surf."

Qiao Zhihuan still looked at him expectantly, he couldn't help it a little: "Then go, I'll follow you by the side."

Qiao Zhihuan chose a relatively flat wavy line.

The energy under his feet was accumulating, and the sea slowly lifted him to a higher point.

He seized this gap and stood on the top of the wave decisively.

The waves slanted down, and the huge slope made the speed increase instantly. The water spray and the wind whizzed around him, and the surfboard struggled under his feet like an angry flying fish.

He is racing against the sea, he is being pushed forward by the moon.

Suddenly, turbulent fine waves hit, and within three seconds, the surfboard trembled violently, and the tip of the board was struggling upwards, as if trying to break free from his control. Then, the surfboard tilted, and Qiao Zhihuan was suddenly thrown out.

He was caught off guard and fell into the sea, and his ankle was pulled violently by the safety rope. The icy sea water hit him in all directions. He wanted to breathe instinctively, but he choked on the bitter and salty sea water, and it felt like countless ice picks pierced through his body in an instant. His lungs made him struggle uncontrollably.

Swish.

Someone carried him out of the water.

The huge water splashes scattered, and Qiao Zhihuan immediately hugged the floating board. He coughed violently several times on the board, before he had the strength to raise his eyes and see the person who rescued him.

Ye Cike stared at him, his dark pupils seemed to be on fire: "You...why are you afraid of water?!"