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Shen Wuyun's field of vision was completely occupied by the figure galloping on the snowy slope.

Patrick was wearing the dark red ski jacket in Xinjiang Wild Snow Park. The color, which was not bright at first, looked extraordinarily vibrant against the white snow.

A small icon in the style of the Norwegian flag, sewn into the dark red ski suit, flashes as Patrick moves.

The skis seemed to have life and more self-awareness. They rotated and slid freely under his feet, leaving long flowing snow marks.

Patrick is on his side, legs bent, and as the slope increases, he leaps into the air, holding his hands on his knees for balance.

Sliding down the U-shaped ski slope with a drop of more than ten meters, moving quickly and drawing curves on the smooth snow track, the whole person is like a fish wagging its tail freely in the water.

His body stretched forward freely, and his extremely smooth body beauty was fully displayed at this moment.

On the stage of the skiing sport, he has an innate expressiveness. He doesn't need to do much, and he can easily attract everyone's attention just by sliding down.

Shen Wuyun has never systematically learned snowboarding, but the experience of learning skateboarding made it easy for him to see that Patrick's center of gravity has obviously shifted backwards.

This is probably to better perform the porpoise jump and maintain a stable and balanced posture in the air.

The biggest difference between snowboarding and skateboarding is that its feet are completely fixed on the long skis and cannot step on the tail, so it needs to rely on the backward center of gravity.

This is the big jump in snowboarding.

Patrick was getting faster and faster, pressurizing constantly during the skid phase for taxiing.

Immediately in front of the skid area is the large platform.

The follow-up images of the Winter Olympics are very stable, even under high-speed sports, the picture quality is still clear, without the slightest jitter.

The camera follows Patrick very closely, and the people in front of the camera can clearly see the changes in Patrick's movements.

His face was covered under the snow goggles and protective cap, only the corners of his slightly pursed lips could be seen.

Soon, his figure was going up—he had already slid onto the big platform.

But in a moment, he took off from the big platform into midair along the inertia of sliding all the way down.

The movements were so smooth and swift that it almost gave people the illusion that he was about to break through the air.

He flips and moves his body quickly in mid-air, making different mid-air maneuvers, whether it's somersaults or grabbing the board.

Unhindered and fluent skiing, it's almost impossible to tell if Patrick has had a badly broken knee.

Even so, Shen Wuyun knew that it would be impossible for Patrick's knee to fully recover in two or three months, not to mention that he still had to train for snowboarding, which would be a lasting damage to his knee.

Shen Wuyun understands the physical pain caused by sports training, and understands the unwillingness in his heart, so he also understands Patrick's choice better.

Patrick is like a revived fire, even if it burns out his life on this stage, he must leave ashes in everyone's hearts, and he must prove that he has come and done it.

In his memory, lying on the hospital bed and waiting silently for the arrival of death made Shen Wuyun unwilling, his limbs gradually became numb, as if they did not belong to that broken body, as if life would be better than death.

Fortunately, everything started again, and his muscles trembled slightly, as if reminding him that this was all in the past.

The strength generated by nearly a year of extreme training gave him a sense of security, allowing him to escape from unspeakable memories.

Shen Wuyun looked at Patrick who was flipping in mid-air, and sincerely congratulated him.

At least, at this moment, he is alive while jumping on the snowy road.

Patrick's vacated height has reached an astonishing 90 meters. He is like a crazy acrobat, holding the veneer in his hand, and his legs in the air drive the veneer to continuously roll and rotate.

When it landed, it brought up a scattered snowflake, and the dynamic inertia generated by the skid jump allowed Patrick to slide out a melodious snow line on the vast snow field.

From the TV came the voice of the commentator and his colleagues discussing in a low voice, "Really? Isn't it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, I guess it is."

Even though the radio was not clear, the excitement in their voices could still be felt.

Then the narrator's uncontrollably excited voice sounded, "Oh my God! After Patrick suffered a serious knee injury, he actually made a 1980 rotation around the inside! What kind of concept is this, that is, he rotated in the air for five full circles. !Even in the WinterGames, there are only players who have done a 1800 round turn. This is the first time that a player has done a 1980 round turn in the Winter Olympics. This is simply a miracle in the history of competition!"

As soon as the commentator's voice fell, the chaotic and noisy discussions around were very clear on the originally quiet and spacious snow field.

The more frequently the word "champion" appeared in the discussion, everyone at the scene knew that Patrick's jump reversed the gap between him and the previous one.

The screen on the TV quickly jumped to the awards ceremony after the game.

Patrick took off his ski cap, his light brown messy hair was blowing in the wind, and the sunlight seeped into the snow and reflected colorful lights.

He held up the golden trophy symbolizing the highest honor in the ski jumping competition with one hand, and held the medal to his lips with the other hand.

As if he saw something, he turned his head slightly to the other side, with a bright smile on his face.

The reporters held up their long-barreled cameras to freeze this moment forever on the photo paper with a "click".

Shen Wuyun followed Patrick's gaze, and sure enough, he saw half of Lermontov's profile.

The screen changed again, returning to the recording room of the first male and female hosts, and they continued to review the performance of other contestants.

Shen Wuyun no longer focused on the TV, he lowered his eyelids, looked at the green shadow floating up and down in the green tea water in the teacup, and smiled faintly.

Shen Wuyun suddenly raised his head, looked at the black skateboard leaning against the corner of the living room, and made a certain decision in his heart.

***

One phone call sent Shen Wuyun from Shanghai to the capital.

On the phone, Yu Xiaofei and Shen Wuyun repeatedly confirmed that there was no conflict in time, and asked him to rush to the skateboard base for training as soon as possible.

The Olympic Games officially opened in early June, and there are only two more months left. The time is very tight, so it's no wonder Yu Xiaofei is in such a hurry.

Apart from Yu Xiaofei, the one who picked Shen Wuyun up was Liu Guocheng.

When Shen Wuyun got off the plane, Yu Xiaofei gave him a warm hug.

Liu Guocheng didn't speak, just nodded slightly at Shen Wuyun, everything was kept silent.

Sitting in the car, looking at the scenery outside the window that kept turning backwards, made Shen Wuyun a little dazed.

He seemed to be back on the way to the skateboard base for the first time, and the infinite clouds stretched from the blue sky, and he was a little lost.

It wasn't until the car stopped firmly in front of the cement base that Shen Wuyun came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Xiaofei took out the car key and asked with a smile.

"Nothing." Shen Wuyun shook his head.

Before the three of them entered the base, they saw Coach Wu waiting from a distance.

They hurriedly quickened their pace so that Coach Wu would not wait for a long time.

Several people walked into the base, and the skateboarders who were training on the street-style training ground inside noticed that someone was coming, looked up and saw Shen Wuyun, smiled at him, and waved hello.

The friendly atmosphere belonging to the athletes spread to Shen Wuyun.

Shen Wuyun smiled back and nodded in response.

Around the corner is the office of Liu Guocheng and the others. The bright incandescent lamps in the office emit light and heat. Fang Zhuo sits at his desk and sorts out the skateboard equipment that needs to be purchased.

The footsteps of several people reminded Fang Zhuo. He looked up from the computer and saw the young man surrounded by several people. He was taken aback and then smiled, "Brother Shen, you are back!"

This time it was Shen Wuyun's turn to be stunned, he was still stuck in Fang Zhuo's words of "coming back", Liu Guocheng took over the conversation, "There is not much time left, when will we have to wait if we don't come back?"

The tone was business as usual.

Fang Zhuo smiled awkwardly, and then heard Liu Guocheng ask him, "Have you chosen a suitable skateboard yet?"

Fang Zhuo became serious in an instant, and replied seriously: "I have selected several, and I am still thinking about which one to buy."

"Then choose it in a few days, and the assembly and transportation of the skateboard will take more than ten days." Liu Guocheng ordered.

Fang Zhuo nodded and responded.

Shen Wuyun realized that this probably had something to do with him, and asked aloud, "What kind of skateboard are you buying?"

Yu Xiaofei explained on the sidelines: "We have carefully observed the skateboard you used before and felt that the performance may not be suitable for the subsequent competition, so we are going to buy a new skateboard with you."

Fang Zhuo nodded, indicating that was the reason.

Shen Wuyun blinked twice, not knowing how to reply for a while.

Yu Xiaofei noticed Shen Wuyun's emotional changes, and quickly said: "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to, everything depends on your wishes."

This made Liu Guocheng a little dissatisfied, he frowned, his eyes were full of disapproval, "How can Shen Wuyun be allowed to take a skateboard to participate in the competition casually, the victory of a competition depends not only on the strength of the players, but also on the equipment assistance."

In an instant, the two sides fell into a stalemate.

Just before Coach Wu opened his mouth to speak, Shen Wuyun said in a deep voice: "Let me think about it."

Although Liu Guocheng was still frowning, he didn't say anything against it after all. After participating in competitions together for a long time, skateboarding is equivalent to the soul partner of skaters, and it is natural to be reluctant.

But before such an important game, it also needs to be treated rationally, and it should be given up if necessary.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Fang Zhuo went back to his computer silently, added the skateboards he had selected to his collection, and then compared the data one by one.

In front of Shen Wuyun standing was Liu Guocheng's desk, on which there was a photo frame with a group photo of several teenagers inside.

The background of the photo is the Berlin Cathedral in Germany that Shen Wuyun is familiar with.

The young man standing in the middle is Chen Mo from 12 years ago. He is holding a black skateboard in his hand, with a golden cursive lettering in the middle of the skateboard. He is looking at the camera like this, smiling wantonly.

Liu Guocheng saw Shen Wuyun staring at the photos on his desk in a daze, thinking that the young man is now the same age as Chen Mo six years ago, his tone instantly softened.

There was a slight awkwardness at the moment of exit, "If you are really not used to it, it is not impossible to continue using your original skateboard—"

"I am willing."

"Eh?" Shen Wuyun's sudden words interrupted Liu Guocheng, who was stunned.

"But I want a different skateboard."

Several people in the office were waiting for Shen Wuyun's next words.

"I want to take this black skateboard to the Olympic Games." Shen Wuyun's voice was crisp.

Liu Guocheng followed Shen Wuyun's gaze, and kept his eyes on the black skateboard that Chen Mo was holding in the photo.

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