I love beans and I have become popular with extreme sports

As soon as he opened the store door, a light layer of dusk shrouded him.

Shen Wuyun raised his head, and the clouds were floating in the place where pink and orange alternated, and they were dyed a few nondescript colors.

The entire land was painted with the color of the sun setting in the west, the evening wind was quiet, and even the vehicles passing by were pitifully few, and a unique coolness from spring to summer was blowing in front of you.

Shen Wuyun closed his eyes, took a few mouthfuls of fresh air, and the fresh smell of the air flowed from the nasal cavity to the cerebral cortex.

He blew the wind silently for a while, and when the passers-by around thought that the kid was mentally ill, he put on his peaked cap instead and walked back to the base.

Without a large piece of long hair covering his back unobstructed, Shen Wuyun immediately felt much refreshed.

Fang Zhuo stood on the edge of the training field and looked around, holding something in his hand, looking searching, as if he was looking for someone.

I don't know if it's Fang Zhuo's sharp eyes, or Shen Wuyun's disposition is too loose and out of tune with the surroundings, Fang Zhuo locked onto Shen Wuyun at a glance.

"Brother Shen!——" Fang Zhuo just raised his hand and swayed it from side to side, when the words came to a sudden stop.

He stopped waving his hands, as if he was a little uncertain, his upper body leaned forward as if carefully identifying who was coming.

"What's the matter?" Shen Wuyun took off his hat from far to near, and brushed back the broken hair on his forehead that was crushed by the hat, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

Fang Zhuo blinked a few times, looked at Shen Wuyun intently, and asked in a daze after a long while: "Brother Shen, you cut your hair!"

Another broken hair fell back to the forehead, and the tip of the hair brought a numb and itchy touch, but this time Shen Wuyun didn't pull it back from his head, but let several strands of broken hair hang down.

"Yeah. The hair was too long, and it got in the way, so I went to the barber shop to cut it off."

Fang Zhuo seemed to have an extremely strong curiosity at this moment, he looked around Shen Wuyun left and right, only to find that there was actually a tuft of long hair left at the back of his head that was randomly tied under the back of his head.

Fang Zhuo looked at this tuft of hair, rubbed the back of his head with his hands reflexively, and smiled, "Don't say it, you really have personality."

Shen Wuyun lowered his eyes and glanced at the white paper Fang Zhuo held in his hand, on which was a model of a skateboard, with relevant data scattered on the side.

He raised his eyes and asked, "You came to me to talk about skateboarding?"

When Fang Zhuo heard Shen Wuyun's question, he suddenly recalled the business of coming to find Shen Wuyun.

Oh, what a brain!Fang Zhuo patted himself on the forehead in frustration, and nodded quickly, "Hey, I almost forgot. Brother Mo's skateboard has been repaired, basically there is no problem, but after using it a few times, it probably loosened again."

When Fang Zhuo said this, he smiled sarcastically, a little embarrassed, as if he was sorry for his ability to repair.

"It's ok."

Shen Wuyun really didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Chen Mo's skateboard itself was heavily used, and the damage was not small. It is already very good that it can be repaired to this level.

Fang Zhuo led Shen Wuyun to the small tool room next to the base.

Fang Zhuo opened the shutter door, and various tools were placed in a mess inside, electric drills and screwdrivers were everywhere.

As soon as the door was opened, a smell of sawdust came to the nostrils.

Fang Zhuo kicked away all the tools on the ground and walked inside.

On the high table in the middle is a black skateboard fixed by an instrument. The restored black is more glossy, and it is no longer as dark as a layer of fog.

Only the golden handwriting on the board is still somewhat blurred, revealing the traces of the past.

Fang Zhuo saw that Shen Wuyun's gaze fell on it, and explained: "I didn't fix the words written by Brother Mo."

Shen Wuyun carefully removed the skateboard from the instrument, stretched out his hand and stroked the black and gold board surface inch by inch, "He wrote it in 08, let's keep it in 08."

Shen Wuyun's fingers slid across the golden handwriting, and there was a faint light in his eyes, "The word 'mo' is written very openly."

He observed very carefully, almost scanning every inch of the skateboard.

Fang Zhuo glanced at the cursive handwriting covered by Shen Wuyun's slender and white finger bones, his thoughts drifted away for a moment, and then he quickly came back to his senses.

"Brother Mo has a very famous name in the circle, and other fans call him 'Black Dog'. Probably because of this reason, Brother Mo writes a little bit."

Fang Zhuo explained this, and gave a wry smile, "In the past, everyone used to call him by his real name and nickname, but after Brother Mo's accident, everyone only called him 'Black Dog'."

It's as if this is a dark, unspeakable thing that will cut everyone's heart bloody as soon as it is mentioned.

The rolling shutter door was lowered inch by inch, and the lights in the small tool room were turned off. The light and shadow were dim and unclear, forming a sharp contrast with the outside world and being completely isolated.

Shen Wuyun hugged the skateboard, the heavy weight caused his muscles to arch upwards, as if he could vaguely see the veins and blood vessels inside through the thin skin.

"The theoretical data I have measured and checked are all right, now we have to see what happens in practice." Fang Zhuo picked up the recording paper and pen from the table next to the training ground.

The training ground made of wooden floors is cleaned and cleaned once in the early morning, and it will be cleaned again when the athletes rest.

So the ground at this time is very clean, almost able to reflect the appearance of Shen Wuyun under the incandescent lamp.

Shen Wuyun stared at the black skateboard again, then turned the side with golden writing backwards, and put the skateboard on the ground.

Fang Zhuo took out the chronograph from his pocket, "Start?"

Shen Wuyun stepped on the skateboard with his right foot, using the muscles on both sides to step on the skateboard and swayed left and right. Hearing Fang Zhuo's question, he nodded slightly at him, indicating that it was okay.

The time when Fang Zhuo pressed the timer was almost at the same time as Shen Wuyun slid down the training ground.

Shen Wuyun didn't move vigorously, on the contrary, he was more gentle, and the sharpness of the originally messy hair was neutralized by this softness.

He skated around the entire square training field, and when he passed Fang Zhuo again, Fang Zhuo looked at the time on the chronograph and said, "Exactly 2 minutes."

2 minutes……

When Shen Wuyun stepped on the skateboard for the first time, there was only one feeling in his brain: smooth and silky.

The extremely smooth sliding experience reflects the superior performance of the foot skateboard.

After the sliding test, it is a series of action tests.

In front of him was a slider that was sung by a few meters. Shen Wuyun jumped with a dolphin. After turning a [-]-degree angle, the bridge first crossed the pole and jumped onto the slider. The surface of the skateboard and the slider were in the shape of a fork.

His core muscles are very strong, even in the upward jump, the center of gravity does not have the slightest shift.

Steady, too steady!Fang Zhuo sighed while watching Shen Wuyun's movements.

Shen Wuyun stared forward, his eyes seemed to reflect the obstacles on the entire training field, but it seemed that there was nothing in them.

Shen Wuyun pressed his feet against the board, and with the help of the inertia generated by the slanted downward angle, he instantly smashed the entire pole.

Even if there are two jumps with a long time interval, the bridge of the skateboard and the board are still firmly connected. The moment the pulley shakes twice, it stabilizes, and the shock resistance is extremely strong.

Shen Wuyun made several moves one after another, and after making sure that there was no sense of blockage or unsmoothness, he picked up the skateboard and walked out of the training ground.

Fang Zhuo put down his pen, picked up the recording board and met Shen Wuyun.

"Brother Shen, how do you feel?"

It is one thing to see for yourself, and the true feelings of the parties are the most reliable answers to the test.

"It feels good." Shen Wuyun gave an affirmative answer.

Fang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief silently. He didn't expect that he could successfully repair it, but in fact, there were early signs that the repair process went smoothly. It seems that the skateboard, like its owner, was not reconciled to the fate of being abandoned at will.

Other staff came out of the office one after another, and Liu Guocheng was the last one.

As soon as he came out, he exchanged a glance with Shen Wuyun, was stunned for a moment, and quickly returned to normal.

"Have you cut your hair?" He said it was a question, but his tone was very firm.

"cut."

Liu Guocheng glanced left and right again, and saw Shen Wuyun's little braid on the back of his head, with a strange expression on his face, "Cut it off, if you don't cut it off, I will remind you that the hair was too long before, blocking your vision. "

Shen Wuyun let out a "hmm".

"The day after tomorrow's bowl qualifying competition, can it work?"

Liu Guocheng no longer asked if he was sure, but whether he could do it.

"I think I can."

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the young man, making his dark red hair even brighter.

***

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the bowl qualifying match, and Shen Wuyun had arrived in Germany the day before.

Before the official start of the Olympic Games, athletes of various sports will move into the Olympic Village a few days earlier, and Shen Wuyun has come early.

When he came to Germany again, looking at the ancient and stiff buildings around him made him feel as if he was in another world.

Returning to the same place at about the same time, I vaguely remembered that the first competition I participated in was also a skateboarding competition.

Somewhere is like a reincarnation.

Shen Wuyun felt the heavy weight of the skateboard he was carrying, and remembered the words of the old pastor in the Berlin Cathedral——

"As soon as I saw you, I felt that you had his shadow on you."

At first, Shen Wuyun was a little unclear, but now he can be sure that the "he" the old pastor said is Chen Mo, the Chen Mo of 12 years.

The old pastor commented that he was "sharp, fierce and highly harmful". Shen Wuyun could clearly know that he had changed a lot this year.

The proud, sharp, and evasive man in the past has stood up from the hospital bed.

He will no longer indulge in the long past or even the illusory past that was fabricated out of thin air, but will stride into the future and rush to his glory.

Liu Guocheng and Yu Xiaofei accompanied Shen Wuyun to Germany, and Wang Pang fabricated the identity of his personal assistant and came with them.

Athletes participating in the qualifying round live in hotels next to the competition field and wait in the waiting area early.

This is the last qualifying match, and three players have already competed.

They probably all received the news, so they were not surprised by Shen Wuyun's sudden arrival.

Anyway, they are used to the sudden change of rules. As long as the scoring rules remain unchanged, there is not much difference between one more person and one less.

Everyone's eyes on Shen Wuyun were full of vigilance and scrutiny.

Although the impact of having one more skater is not that great, but having the title of World Skateboard Championship always makes people unbearably wary.

Liu Guocheng and the others were numerous and watched from the auditorium, while Wang Pang obtained permission to enter the waiting area in the name of his assistant.

Shen Wuyun walked into the waiting area and didn't care about the scrutiny of his surroundings.

This is just a process for him to finally step on that podium, and his journey starts from this moment.

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Both the pastor and Xiao Shen buying skateboards are mentioned in the first few chapters