My brother is not a good person

"Shouldn't you ask the coach's opinion at this time?"

After all, he didn't know figure skating, and Zhongyuan Zhong didn't intend to speak rashly at all.

After drinking the coffee in a few sips, he habitually crushed the empty can and threw it into the garbage bag.

As soon as Mr. Cadre raised his head, he saw Raisha raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and then asked, "I thought the coach's words are more important in competitive sports?"

"But I am the one who competes, and I am the one who needs to make decisions."

Miss Champion propped herself up on the seat, leaning forward slightly.

"And coach Yakov hasn't interfered with my arrangement since a few years ago. He is still very assured of my brother and I's choice."

After that, she straightened up and divided her loose hair into two parts.

Mr. Nakaya is very proficient in pinching the cans, even with a coffee can that is much stronger than a beer can, it is still smooth.

The physique of the supernatural being is really strong.

What I saw with my own eyes added factual basis to Raisha's conjecture.

While skillfully braiding the braids, the girl changed a new topic. "Mr. Nakaya seems to drink a lot."

When she said this, Zhongyuan Zhong also coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, "Not often."

After all, the amount of alcohol is not very good, and the quality of the wine is not very good. If you drink often, then it's okay?

"I just drink some when I'm free and in the mood, and I prefer red wine to other wines."

Beer and the like have only been drunk a few times at subordinate parties, so I can't say how much I like it.

"Eh? How about I send a bottle of Ice Red Cabernet Franc on Mr. Chuya's birthday?"

Raisha cross-twisted the braids behind her head like a flower, and finally took out a clip from her sportswear pocket to fix it.

"It's not a particularly valuable brand, but I only like this one among all the red wines."

She touched the hair bag on the back of her head, tilted her head and smiled.

"After all, it's the sweetest wine I've ever had."

Ice Red Cabernet Franc himself said that he would give himself an ice red Cabernet Franc, which is really a coincidence.

Zhong Yuanzhong looked away uncomfortably, "Do you know when my birthday is? If you don't know, don't send it."

"I don't know." Miss Champion replied naturally, "If Mr. Chuya doesn't think the gift I prepared is too cheap, please tell me your birthday."

She paused, bit her lower lip slightly, and the corners of her mouth rose even more.

"So Chuya-san will say it, right?"

Asking a minor to give me a gift, how can this be acceptable?

Mr. Cadre, who thought he was out of the range of minors, was about to tactfully refuse, when he thought that she had buried a pit of "dislike gifts that are too cheap" and was waiting for him.

But after all, it's a wish, so how can we talk about dislike?

Seeing that he still didn't answer, Laisha asked: "Mr. Chuya, won't you say it? Are you really not going to say it? Are you really not going to say it?"

She pursed her mouth, frowned and squinted her eyes. After going through the whole process, no one would have the heart to refuse it.

"Tell me! It's just a birthday—isn't it normal for friends to give birthday gifts?"

As soon as the words fell, she changed to a straightforward and cheeky look.

"If Mr. Chuya is sorry, you can give me a birthday present when I celebrate my birthday."

It's just the second time we met, maybe this girl doesn't even know who he is, right?

Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his forehead and laughed dumbly, "Then your birthday?"

"November 11."

The girl's eyes were so bent that she couldn't see the color of the pupils clearly, only the curled eyelashes left a fan-shaped shadow.

"Anything is fine. Snacks, dolls, cards, etc. will never be enough!"

Her undisguised frankness made her feel a little awkward.

"My birthday is April 4." Zhongyuan Zhong also rarely showed a look closer to an ordinary 29-year-old boy, "If you want to give me a gift, you may have to wait until next year."

Upon hearing this date, Raisha regretted it for a long time, "Isn't that the day I came here was Mr. Chuya's birthday? I'm so sorry to cause trouble to the birthday star on my birthday."

"It's not you who is causing trouble."

Mr. Cadre gives the most sincere denial.

"Compared to someone, you have much more peace of mind."

Training and rest are two points and one line. The life trajectory of athletes seems monotonous, but it is stable and reassuring.

Especially when the reference object is a certain mackerel whose suicide frequency has only slightly decreased after becoming a leader, this stability is simply invaluable.

"Mr. Chuya said that, so I believe it?" Ms. Champion's eyebrows stretched out, and the words "relieved" vividly appeared on her whole face.

She immediately said: "By the way, since we are all friends, then... can I omit the honorifics and just call you Zhong?"

Hee hee laughed twice, and she showed a little bit of familiarity.

"You know, you have to pay attention to whether you add honorifics when you speak, it's too troublesome!"

After agreeing to the girl's request for a title, Nakahara Nakaya chatted with her for a long time without knowing it, and didn't look at the time until the other party yawned for a long time.

From Yokohama to Hasezu, the whole journey takes nearly five hours, but chatting alone has already killed half of it.

He thought that he was not a talkative person, at most he could talk to a few people from the Qihui.But it was beyond his expectation that the chat lasted so long, or in other words, he didn't feel that he had chatted for so long.

Raising his eyebrows quite unexpectedly, he said lightly: "There are still two hours, if you are sleepy, go to sleep, and I will call you at the station."

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Cadre witnessed with his own eyes the fastest falling asleep speed in the world.

This can be regarded as "falling asleep in a second" at the world champion level.

He couldn't help but took off his jacket, covered the girl, and finally took out his mobile phone, and began to deal with matters that could only be decided by him.

The train pulled into Hasezu Station on time.

After waking up Raisha, Nakahara took the luggage of the two of them (to be precise, it was basically Raisha's) and followed her straight to the only ice rink in Hasezu.

Although Laisha had never been to Hasezu, after she learned that Fyodor had discovered her whereabouts, she reconnected with Yuri.

Therefore, when she got the address, she did not hesitate to go to the ice rink to find someone without hesitation.

There is a notice board in front of the ice rink, with the words "Non-public Practice Reserved" written on it.

Miss Champion ignored the sign and pushed open the door.

The sound of pushing the door startled the young woman who was busy recording.

"Hello, it's time for private practice sessions..." She raised her head slowly while speaking.

In the next second when he saw the person coming, no amount of words were stuck in his mouth.

The young woman slapped the table and stood up, shocked: "You are Laisha Dostoyevskaya?!"

The girl with classic updo hair skillfully raised her right hand and waved it slightly.

Her expression is well managed, and her smile is like the bright sunshine of Siberia without being too blazing.

"Yes! Excuse me, Victor and Yuri should be here, right?"

Perhaps because she has been communicating in English, Nakahara Nakaya, who followed her into the ice rink, realized that her Japanese is much more fluent than when they first met.

Hearing Raisha's answer, the young woman answered a series of "yes" excitedly, then walked out of the front desk and led the two towards the inside of the ice rink.

Along the way, she also asked questions such as "Didn't you say in the interview that if you don't have a competition to participate in, you shouldn't come to Japan?" Questions and surprises.

She didn't stop talking until she was about to enter the dressing room, and at the same time found Chuya Nakahara carrying a suitcase.

The over-excited brain finally calmed down after seeing the "Siberian Ice Spirit", which is rarely seen except for official interviews and competitions.

The young woman bowed embarrassingly and apologized: "My name is Yuko Nishijun, and I am a staff member of the Ice Castle. I am very sorry for neglecting this guest. Are you also coming to skate?"

"No, Zhong also came with me."

Laisha took her suitcase and opened it directly on the ground.

After taking out the skates and warm clothes, she handed the repacked suitcase to Yuko.

"My luggage needs to be temporarily stored here, and I have to trouble you to bring it to the ice rink."

Yuko Nishijun shook her head quickly, "It's not troublesome at all!"

After all, she took the luggage and led Zhong Yuan Zhongya towards the ice rink.

There were already three people in the ice rink, but Zhong Yuanzhong could only recognize two of them.

They were recorded on the Raisha paper that was handed to him.

Standing in a place where he would not disturb others, Mr. Cadre waited silently for the appearance of the guard target.

Thankfully, he didn't have to wait long.

A girl with a tissue and a mobile phone came out of the dressing room.

After looking around, she found Chuya Zhongyuan.

Laisha's original height was 161, and with the addition of skates, she was half a head taller than Zhong Yuanzhong in an instant.

When she was far away, she didn't feel anything, but when she got close, she laughed.

"Chuya is very suitable for figure skating." She couldn't help holding out her mobile phone and tissues, "If I knew Chuya when I was young, I would definitely drag Chuya to participate in figure skating."

After taking the inconvenient thing for her, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't notice the meaning behind her words. He just waved his hand and declined politely: "That may not be successful. Are you going to start skating now?"

"I haven't been on the ice for more than a week. I have to find out how I feel first." After that, Laisha took off the knife cover and put it aside, and stepped onto the long-lost ice.

When she stands on the ice, no one can not be attracted by her.

That is a kind of control that is close to dominance.

Bingxue cared for her so much that she was willing to bow down in front of her.

Holding his chin, Nakahara stared at the girl on the ice.

Slide your right foot, touch the ice with your left foot, and clasp your hands in front of your chest, as if praying.

The leaping Laisha spun four times in the air before falling back to the ice.

The splashed ice flakes fluttered down, pure, clean, and incredibly light.

Even if he couldn't recognize what kind of action it was, Mr. Cadre couldn't help admiring the beauty that people couldn't take their eyes off.

It was also at this time that he realized that "she is an elf born in ice and snow" described in Japanese media reports was not a habitual exaggeration.

Also.

If it wasn't born to be made of ice and snow, how could it be so favored by them?

Maybe look at her previous game tapes.

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fist with one hand, and pressed it against his slightly pursed lips, thoughtfully.

At any rate, she was so sincere when she asked her opinions on song selection, she should prepare for the next time she is asked.