I love beans and I have become popular with extreme sports

Shen Wuyun smiled, this is the Patrick he knows, the Patrick who will not be easily defeated by anything.

Then Shen Wuyun found that something seemed to be missing in the spacious ward, and he asked Patrick, "Where's Lermontov? Where did your usual little pendants go?"

Although Shen Wuyun will maintain a sense of proportion in social life, perhaps because of the conversation with Patrick in the ward, he felt that his relationship with Patrick was much closer. In addition, he is not a person who does not hold grudges, so the words he asked were acrid. Hit the nail on the head.

It was also the first time for Patrick to hear unforgiving words from Shen Wuyun's mouth. He gave Shen Wuyun a funny look and explained: "This guy signed up for the WinterGames and said he must get a ranking back. He said an hour ago that he coming back."

Patrick took out his mobile phone and showed Shen Wuyun the content of the chat between him and Lermontov an hour ago.

In fact, the conversation was very short, different from the long speech Shen Wuyun imagined, Lermontov said very little, only a few sentences.

"I'll be there in about an hour."

"Remember to turn on the TV at four o'clock, the sports channel will broadcast the WinterGames."

"You really don't just tell me your grades?" was Patrick's text.

"You'll know when you watch the broadcast at four o'clock." Lemon replied.

The conversation ended here. Lermontov's cold words in the text message really made it impossible to imagine his usual appearance around Patrick.

Shen Wuyun looked at the clock hanging on the white wall of the ward, it was only 3 minutes before four o'clock.

"It's going to be four o'clock." Shen Wuyun raised his eyes to signal.

Patrick looked at the time, and the hour hand immediately pointed to "4". He turned the wheelchair, took out the remote control from the drawer of the TV cabinet, and pressed the switch button, and the TV turned on and displayed the sports channel.

The channel seems to be broadcasting the WinterGames game, the scene is a bit noisy, and the flow of people is fast.

Patrick didn't know for a moment if the game had started.

The camera zoomed in on the podium, and three skaters walked onto the podium under the leadership of the hostesses.

Only then did Patrick realize that the competition had entered the awards ceremony.

The camera zoomed in again, and the three people standing on the podium could be clearly seen.

No.3 is Lermontov.

WinterGames, the most famous free skiing competition in the world, is the "highest hall" of extreme skiing sports in the world. It represents Bigair and pursues the world's highest level in several events. Only high-level skaters can participate.

With Lermontov's previous strength, if he wants to get No.3 in freestyle skiing, he needs to pay far more than ordinary people's efforts.

When accepting the award, the winners need to give a speech. From No.1 to Lermontov, he moved the bottom of the trophy and placed the engraving on the trophy in front of the camera.

He didn't take off the goggles, but Patrick seemed to feel Lermontov's eyes burning into the camera.

Patrick only heard him say—

"I'm standing here today, not just for myself, but for someone else who did Double Corks at 11, Triple Cork at 13, and won the Slopes and Big Leaps in his debut at 17. silver medal.

He still has many, many dazzling achievements and honors. Many people praise him for his talent, but I know how much hard work he has put in behind him. He is not a genius in the traditional sense. He can master it proficiently, let alone master it without a teacher, but I know that he is born to eat skiing. "

When Lermontov said this, his Adam's apple rolled violently, as if he was enduring anger, he paused and continued: "He is a very good skier, he deserves to stand on the top of the mountain and be respected by others, not make a mistake It is always wrong. His past honors are not fake, and his achievements are all on his own. I know that many people think that watching a genius fall is a matter of venting depression, but I let you down."

"As long as he doesn't fall down, he will choose to continue flying."

Lermontov walked off the podium after speaking, as if he had tried his best to stand up, just to say this paragraph, not for himself at all.

Patrick's eyes were moist. He became famous at a young age, but he was already used to the society's cold and warm attitude towards him: when he was good, he was held in the palm of his hand, and when he was bad, he was abandoned like a shoe.

He didn't care about those harsh and harsh words for a long time, but Lermontov's words made Patrick seem to see a fearless young man cutting open his sincere heart for others to see.

Shen Wuyun and Gu Ye kept silent tacitly. They both knew that the "he" in Lermontov's mouth was Patrick, and even other fans could immediately recognize that it was Patrick.

— After all, there is no skater who can catch up to Patrick.

At this time, the door was pushed and there was a sound of breaking wind. The three turned their heads and saw that it was Lermontov who was in the dust.

Lermontov didn't expect such a coincidence. He returned to the ward as soon as the game broadcast was over.

Originally, he thought that it would take some time for Patrick to calm down, but when he saw Patrick's ruddy eyes, Lermontov knew that he was not calm yet.

Patrick looked at him and scolded with a smile, "Are you stupid to say those things when receiving the award? There will definitely be many people scolding you then."

Lermontov curled his lips indifferently, "Just scold, I don't care about it anyway."

"You said 'as long as he doesn't fall down, he will choose to continue flying', you have so much confidence in me?" Patrick's eyes curved into a smile.

Lermontov said "Yes" without any hesitation, "I believe you."

Hearing these words, Patrick's originally curved eyes showed a trace of laughter.

***

A day later, when Shen Wuyun came to visit Patrick again, he had already removed the plaster.

What he needs to do every day is repetition, physical training and snowboard learning, but as long as it is something he is passionate about, everything can be fun.

The price of this hospital is not cheap. Naturally, both the environment and the facilities are top-notch. There is a ski resort next to it. The only regret is that the snow in the ski resort is not powder snow, but it is more than enough for learning snowboarding. .

Patrick had his bearings set and snowboards booked early on at the treatment.

The double board slides down from the front, while the single board slides sideways. The force is exerted on the rear foot, which mainly requires the muscle strength of the thighs and waist and abdomen.

But Patrick got started quickly, and his superb ski skills laid the foundation for his snowboarding. At least in terms of center of gravity control, he is completely excellent.

Shen Wuyun and Lermontov stood on the side of the snow field and looked at Patrick who was skating in the snow field.

With his body slightly sideways and his legs bent, he moved quickly on the snow, drawing curves, like a fish wagging its tail freely in the water.

The embarrassment and silence lingered between Shen Wuyun and Lermontov for a long time. Shen Wuyun broke the deadlock first, "I didn't expect you to say that long paragraph on WinterGame. After all, isn't it your obsession to be the top three in skiing?"

It was rare for Lermontov to say nothing. He seemed to have grown a lot at once. He said quietly, "Do you know the meaning of the name Patrick?"

He probably didn't even think about asking Shen Wuyun, and he explained, "It's a nobleman, and it's also considered the patron saint of the Irish. But I'm not Irish, and I wanted to marry the Irishman very much, because he is my god." , but now I don't want to, let me guard him instead."

"Both him and skiing are my obsessions."

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Today's second update is really too late, and then I can only update more than 5000 words ORZ

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