Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

When Song Zui picked up his ski jacket and raised his head again, the people upstairs had disappeared at the end, only the clothes exuded an imperceptible mist.

Does this mean to tell him not to wear autumn clothes?

The young man realized that he was still disgusted. He carefully folded the clothes and put them in the suitcase. Maybe it was given by He Shanting. He even acted very respectfully, lest the clothes would talk.

He arrived at the airport on time at eight o'clock, and he saw not only Xu Ning, but also Bai Wenqiu beside Xu Ning, who was wearing a luxurious tailor-made dress.

His footsteps stopped before he followed, Xu Ning raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Let's go check in."

Just as they were about to go to the lobby to check in, Bai Wenqiu's apologetic voice came: "I thought it would be more crowded and called Leizi and the others yesterday, but they were still stuck on the road."

"Wait for them."

Xu Ning didn't take this matter to heart, he turned his head and asked the boy: "Why did you only bring so few things? Not enough for me to buy for you."

But these were obviously just polite words, when the friends showed up at the airport, Xu Ning forgot about Song Zui and chatted with his classmates.

Bai Wenqiu was undoubtedly the center of the circle, everyone gathered around Bai Wenqiu, only Song Zui stood alone outside the circle.

The plane arrived at Chambery-Savoie Airport in France after a [-]-hour drive, and was about to arrive at La Grave after a one-hour transfer at Glenbull.

Everyone was hungry after a tiring journey. Before getting out of the car, they took out the prepared food from their bags. Xu Ning handed the desserts to Bai Wenqiu, and Song Zui, who was sitting at the end of the car, ate cheap chocolates.

His suitcase is not big, in order to save space, he didn't bring vacuum food, he only brought three pieces of chocolate.

"It's coming soon."

Xu Ning, who finally remembered Song Zui, caught a glimpse of the chocolate in his hand and said that he had no intention of handing him desserts.

Song Zui was actually not hungry, one hundred grams of chocolate had 586 kcal, but he looked at Lagrave through the car window, hoping to see a place to communicate.

The car finally arrived at La Grave. The village is a typical French country style, with blue-green shutters embedded in the white walls, and warm sunlight shining on the climbing roses.

The boy got out of the car and walked towards the store without hesitation. The people in the car were friends of both Bai Wenqiu and Xu Ning. After seeing Song Zui's move, they immediately discussed in a low voice.

"Can he understand English?"

"You said he understands English? When I first came to the Shanghai stock market, I asked him to bring cheese, but he stood there blankly, and finally asked me if I could speak in Chinese."

"I went to the college entrance examination this year because of Xu Ning, but with his aptitude, it would be good if he didn't hand in a blank paper."

Song Zui didn't know what the people behind him were talking about, and if he knew, he wouldn't care. He walked into the store and asked the clerk, "Can I hear you introduce the souvenirs in the store?"

There are not many tourists in La Grave in summer, and he is the only one in the store, and the souvenirs are quietly placed in the transparent window.

"La Grave is located in the Alps, and the models of the Alps are popular among tourists." The clerk replied in English, "You can also choose ski suits with patterns or snow fox dolls."

Although the clerk's English has a strong French accent, practicing on the computer is different from practicing on people. He actively communicates with the clerk.

After introducing the souvenirs, the clerk introduced Lagrave to him: "Lagrave has a 200-meter vertical glacier. If you have the strength, you can challenge snowboard alpine skiing here. This is rarely experienced in other places, but it is the best. It is better to contact the coach one-on-one, otherwise it is easy to get injured, and every year beginners encounter accidents."

The clerk used the word "terrible" when talking about the accident, Song Zui nodded and said thank you, because he was so shy that he only bought the cheapest postcard and put it in his pocket.

When he walked out of the store contentedly after the free oral English class, he heard other people's undisguised comments.

"Sure enough, I can't speak English and I can't buy anything."

"I haven't bought anything for so long? Maybe it will work if I make a few gestures with my hands."

"English is so different to go abroad."

Song Zui opened his mouth and still didn't say anything, but when Xu Ning also wrapped donuts for him sympathetically, he looked at the donuts and couldn't help being silent, he seemed so short of donuts?

Xu Ning booked a hotel next to the cable car. The next day, everyone put on their ski clothes and walked out of the hotel to head towards the ski field. In summer, the Alps are not completely covered with ice and snow, and you can see the continuous grassland from a height.

La Grave's ski resort is a resort for real climbers, without any trail signs, not even the staff of the ski resort, and some are just pure snow mountains.

After going up the mountain, the guide at the gate of the ski resort apologized and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect so many of you to come. I have contacted the coaches overnight, but only [-] of you have been contacted."

Although summer in the northern hemisphere is the off-season for skiing, there are as many as 20 people who come here. For safety reasons, each coach only provides one-on-one guidance, which means that some people cannot ski.

The people who came were the second generation with good money, no one was willing to bear with it, Xu Ning said to Song Zui: "I think your complexion is not very good, why don't you rest on the mountain?"

Song Zui knew that everything else was an excuse, even though he had bought a full set of ski equipment, he still nodded, he was not qualified to be willful.

There was no accident in the boy's withdrawal. The others put on their own snow gear, and Bai Wenqiu asked the tour guide, "Can't you make an appointment with Hugh René?"

Hugh Rene is one of the best skiers in the world. After retiring, he occasionally worked as a coach in Lagrave. He was instructed not only to make rapid progress but also to decorate himself. However, Hugh Rene does not teach people easily .

"Sorry." The guide shook his head, "He only guides talented people now."

Bai Wenqiu is used to wanting the best in everything, and disappointed when he heard what the guide said, but he still didn't say anything, and practiced skiing with his coach on the ski field.

The curly-haired boy sat alone on the chair on the top of the mountain, and could only watch others skiing, looking pitiful, but when everyone left, he quietly took out a TOEFL book.

At night in the Shanghai market, Assistant Fang accompanied He Shanting back to the house. When he walked to the guest room, the man's gaze paused in the dark room, perhaps because he was afraid of loud noises, his room was covered with handmade carpets.

Assistant Fang was not used to the young man leaving, even Song Tiantian was hanging his neck to see if Song Zui had returned, he couldn't help sighing: "I don't know how Song Zui is doing in skiing."

"I think sports are quite difficult." He failed the physical test with a worried tone, "Skiing is more dangerous without a good coach. There have been reports in the news that someone skied and broke his leg."

He Shanting lowered his gray-blue eyes and walked into the study. After an unknown amount of time, a man's faint voice came: "Make a phone call."

After hearing the content of the call, the assistant almost thought that he had heard it wrong, and actually asked Hugh René to teach the teenager to ski.

Although He's status is only a matter of one sentence, when did He Shanting care about others, he asked full of doubts: "Why do you care so much about that child all of a sudden?"

"I can't carry my luggage with a broken leg."

Hearing this sentence, he said oh, as expected, the concern was just his illusion, for He Shanting, it was just out of affection to take care of his nephew's little boyfriend, hoping to move away with his luggage as soon as possible.

A group of people were skiing on a chartered ski field. Because they were not familiar with alpine skiing, the posture of most people was not much better than that of dog climbing.

Bai Wenqiu had skied on high mountains before, and after getting familiar with the snow field, he undulated and shuttled on the snow wall, and his skiing was even more exciting than the coach beside him. Everyone's eyes on the field were on Bai Wenqiu.

"Sliding too much."

"Nobody skated better than him today."

"No matter what you do, you are excellent, and your grades have been top-notch since you were a child. If you don't rely on the brother university you got into at home, how do you think Song Zui can compare? By the way, he can't even ski."

The teenager sitting on the bench was immersed in the joy of learning. He closed the book of reciting vocabulary and was about to put it back in his schoolbag. He was about to stand up and move his body, but he didn't notice a person walking in front of him.

With the arrival of this person, everyone stopped what they were doing. Bai Wenqiu put down the snowboard and his chest was still heaving slightly: "Mr. René, nice to meet you."

Xu Ning didn't know who Hugh Rene was, but seeing the excitement in Bai Wenqiu's eyes, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"I'm here to teach someone today." Hugh René said politely.

Everyone couldn't help looking at Bai Wenqiu. Although they don't know why Hugh René changed his mind, there is no one who is more talented in skiing than Bai Wenqiu today. A faint smile appeared on Bai Wenqiu's lips meaning.

Hugh Rene's eyes slowly wandered around the crowd, but to everyone's surprise, he walked towards the young man sitting quietly on the top of the mountain: "Do I have the honor to teach you?"