Second-rate goods

9.

Tang Yiqu wanted Han Wei to explain, but Han Wei still didn't say anything, maybe he didn't want to say anything at all.

If there is no export, it is much more than that.

He also wanted to ask, are you so fucking interesting?I really didn't expect that Han Wei would be questioned one day.

"Old Tang?" Han Wei looked innocent and called out softly.

If a person like Han Wei is asked to do psychological counseling, then he is born with emotional apathy.But his sick reaction is special, he will not live in isolation, nor will he be mean to others for no reason.

He is an empathetic, unable to empathize, and can only live by imitating others.

It is true to admire Tang Yiqu, because it is also true that he has ignited his enthusiasm. Perceiving Tang Yiqu's light and heat, watering his dry and chaotic inner heart, it makes him feel in a trance, like smoking the top marijuana.

White Opium lives up to its name.Tang Yiqu was a bit special because of this.

He felt that it would be nice to be a person like Tang Yiqu, who was alive and had the ability to tear everything apart.

Therefore, Han Wei was obsessed with copying, trying to turn himself into another Tang Yiqu.

The time of sinking this time was indeed a bit longer, and I almost believed it was true, and it could continue like this forever.

But his sloppy character design was discovered by the real master, and the real master was probably not happy.Or feel sick.

"Let's go to E12 (release 1)." Tang Yiqu said.

Han Wei looked at Tang Yiqu and finally nodded.

It is well known that E12 is very difficult, and it is undoubtedly a natural barrier for intermediate level people.Whether Tang Yiqu wanted to test him or provoke him is unknown.

The only thing he could know was that Tang Yiqu was really angry.

10.

When taking the cable car up the mountain, the sky began to rain, which gradually turned into sleet.

Tang Yiqu wiped the fog off the snow goggles and said, "Let's forget it. If you give up halfway, don't expect me to get it down. When I go to the snow field, I won't recognize my relatives!"

Can't tell if it's genuine ridicule or fake worry.

Han Wei exaggeratedly punched Tang Yiqu, "Don't, I've never been up before, I feel the feeling. I really can't get down, you can find a dog to pull a sled and it will be solved."

Tang Yiqu put on the snow goggles and smiled, "Okay, awesome, I can play."

Most people refuse to ski because they are afraid of losing face.Han Wei needs to be stimulated. Tang Yiqu is a born conqueror. He can fly close to the ground at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, which is simply the perfect exercise to stimulate adrenaline.

There are no relatives and friends in the ski resort, forget about shame, and be a shameless skier.

Jumped off the cable car, found an open space, the two put on their snowboards, stomped on the snow, and started skating.

Tang Yiqu quickly turned into a black spot, followed by Han Wei.

The temperature on the top of the mountain dropped sharply, and the air became thinner. The exhaled white air stuck in front of the snow goggles, and was immediately dispersed by the cold wind.The road is not wide enough for action, and the E12 slope has a large drop, so Han Wei chooses to change edges.

Fifteen kilometers, about half of the way, Han Wei braked suddenly.

Tang Yiqu fell on the side of the road.

"What's the matter?" Han Wei dragged the snowboard with one foot, and jumped to Tang Yiqu's side, "Did you fall and get injured?"

"Do you have a cigarette? Light one for me." Tang Yiqu lay on the snow, stretched out one arm, and made a pose for holding a cigarette.

Han Wei lit a cigarette and handed it to Tang Yiqu.

"Old Han, what kind of things are you smoking? It's hard to smoke." Although Tang Yiqu was disgusted, he still took a few puffs.

"I'm going to explode blueberries, stupid/crazy."

"It's too girly."

"Shut up you, cripple."

Tang Yiqu didn't want to shut up, "...don't forget, last year in Chamonix Le Tour, you were more disabled than me now."

"You have a good memory." Han Wei lightly kicked Tang Yiqu.

"Haha, thanks to you, otherwise I would never have the chance to ride a snowmobile in my life, it's so fucking cool..."

Han Wei raised his forehead, and the black history is unbearable to look back.That time in LeTour, I fell into tears, broke my thigh, and lay down for three months. I missed the golden snow season in the northern hemisphere.He has always had money and time, and as soon as he could move, he went to Chile to chase the snow to make up for his regrets.

"I got up at noon one day," Tang Yiqu said suddenly, "I went downstairs to eat noodles, and then went to the nearby billiards hall to play. I have nothing to do, and I want to introduce work to me..."

Han Wei looked bewildered, thinking, Tang Yiqu's head must have been broken too.

"Life like this is too sad, with no hope, no plans," Tang Yiqu continued, "There is no need to worry about anything, nothing is so exciting, what is the difference between being alive and dead."

Han Wei agrees, even if someone flicks a cigarette ash, someone kneels on one knee and catches it on the tray, it's just boring.

"Then, one day I saw a movie by accident, do you know what it was about?" Tang Yiqu asked himself and answered, "It was alpine snowboarding. The hair is long and red, quite non-mainstream, and the technology is not so proficient, soaring into the air on the death U-shaped pool in Alaska, failing again and again, falling into a stupid/forced, desperate... I just want , Is this sport really so magical? How can someone play it like a lunatic, playing it desperately... I didn't expect that when I played it, I became addicted, and I really wanted to put my life in it."

Tang Yiqu experienced the first large-scale real fragrance scene in his life because of skiing.

Snowflakes fell like smog, and everything in the world was exposed in a blank.

"What is this? Old Han, you fucking really confuse me. You are wasting your talent too much. I want to risk my life. I don't have that ability. I'm almost at the top. You can continue to skate better. Do you think I am qualified to teach you?"

Han Wei's throat was astringent, and he swallowed a few times, but he was speechless.

Tang Yiqu took off the snow goggles, and the snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, giving him a fragile beauty.

"What do you mean?" Han Wei finally spoke.

"I am small-minded, you are stronger than me, stronger than me, I am jealous."

"You mean we can't ski together anymore?"

Tang Yiqu laughed, and stood up limping, "No, that's not true, I don't agree with you putting on airs in front of me in the future, okay?"

Han Wei didn't speak.He didn't know if he had compromised, after all, skiing with Tang Yiqu was the thing he insisted on the longest.

11.

During the snow season, in addition to skiing up the mountain, there are endless parties and drinking.They are not strictly competitive athletes, and they are not restricted by so many rules and regulations.Everything is for a cool word.

Tang Yiqu likes to drink, and Han Wei doesn't dislike it either.

When going to Songhua Lake to skate, Tang Yiqu met several new girls.He skates well, looks good, and is willing to teach others. There are indeed many girls who have followed suit.

Han Wei cooperates with him, and occasionally flirts with girls who barely meet his eyes. After all, it's too boring. His whole body is a huge hole that needs to be filled constantly.Do whatever you want, as long as you don't get left alone.He is a paradoxical patient who needs constant contact with people to heal.

Tang Yiqu's solar radiation area is too wide, he just stole some temperature.

When Nina abducted her into bed, Han Wei was half reluctant, but Tang Yiqu's playful eyes made him hard-hearted.Tang Yiqu's meaning is obvious, beating/cannoning is equivalent to receiving a certificate of honor, one must either join forces with others, or slap the ass and leave, without pretending to be noble.

Tang Yiqu was bad and rotten, no different from him.Han Wei is not yet satisfied, so he can only try his own method.

After the two of them finished, Nina lit an afterthought cigarette and asked, "Why did you hang out with Old Tang?"

"Why can't you hang out with him?"

Nina chuckled, "He, there are so many stories, which one do you want to hear?"

Han Wei froze, really had no idea.

Nina lifted Han Wei's chin with her fingers, and said softly, "Tang Yiqu is a violent, control freak..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Wei pressed his index finger on her lips, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "You're still talking about other men on my bed, aren't you afraid I'll be jealous?"

Nina was a smart woman and just kept her body close to him.

Everyone is splashing dirty water alone, and life is dull.

It's disgusting.Han Wei thought.