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The owner of Trouble is a woman named Sister Ting, who is cleaning the bar with a cigarette in her mouth at the moment, and looks up at Lin Xue who has slipped in: "It's too early today."

Xue Lin: "Well, there's nothing to do after class."

Sister Ting tossed a cigarette over: "My friend just brought it back from Thailand, it's very exciting, try it."

Yan drew a beautiful parabola in the air and was firmly caught by Lin Xue. Obviously, this kind of action has happened between the two of them countless times.

"Thanks." Lin Xue habitually went to touch the lighter in her pocket, but suddenly stopped, lowered her head and smiled silently, walked to the bar and returned the cigarette to Sister Ting: "Forget it."

"You don't intend to quit smoking, do you?" Sister Ting was completely startled: "The shock it gave me was no less than when you told me you were a zero."

"What are you talking about." Lin Xue smiled: "It's not considered a precept, it's just...promising to smoke less for one person."

"Yo, who is it?" Sister Ting wanted to touch Lin Xue's face with a cigarette in her mouth. She was driving a bar with a quack air, and such slightly ambiguous actions were commonplace for her, and she didn't take it seriously.

Lin Xue turned her head to hide.

Sister Ting narrowed her eyes: "Lin Xue, I sometimes really feel that you are like a monk. What do you think you are talking about when you are in love?"

Lin Xue smiled lazily: "Who knows."

******

At the same time, a bustling hot pot restaurant.

As soon as Zuo Ming walked to the door of the store, he found that Wu Yangyang was full of people who were eating melon seeds and ranking numbers. He glanced around and found a young woman wearing a white shirt with a hip skirt and a short windbreaker. With a face, long dark brown curly hair hanging softly on his shoulders, he looks like a dog, but he eats melon seeds more vigorously than anyone else.

Who else but Sang Tian.

Sang Tian's sensitive intuition as a reporter has not deteriorated at all. The moment Zuo Ming looked at her, he also looked at Zuo Ming, immediately smiled, and waved at Zuo Ming repeatedly: "Senior Zuo Ming!"

Zuo Ming walked over: "It's been a long time, Sang Tian, ​​why are you still so virtuous?"

Sang Tian smacked his melon seeds and smiled, his bright face lit up the slightly gloomy autumn sky.

Zuo Ming had just returned to the modern society from the hail of bullets, and his heart was warmed by Sang Tian's smiling face.

It was like this when I was a student at R University. Sang Tian was very serious on the surface, running the train with his mouth full like Yang Jingsi, but it was actually a small artificial sun with its own generator that never cut off the power.

At that time, Zuo Ming was already preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, and sometimes he was scolded miserably by his tutor, but when he turned around to see Sang Tian's fearlessness that day, he felt that it was no big deal.

Sang Tian dragged a round plastic stool: "Sit down for a while, we should be in line soon."

Zuo Ming grabbed a handful of melon seeds from Sang Tian's hand, and then looked left and right: "There are really enough people lining up in this hotpot restaurant, are they all so free?"

Sang Tian: "As long as it tastes good, food and sex are two important things in life."

In fact, this hot pot restaurant is the one that Yang Jingsi brought Sang Tian to before she danced *lou ​​in her previous life. She was a little apprehensive when she got close to this hot pot restaurant, but she felt that it had to be the best hot pot restaurant in Beijing. It was very lively. Fireworks are enough to welcome the returning hero Zuo Ming.

Zuo Ming knocked on the melon seeds and glanced at Sang Tian: "Yo, the first time you opened your mouth this time, you actually talked to me about something other than news. Why, have you changed your gender?"

Sang Tian interrupted with a smile: "Is this melon seed okay? It's so fragrant that people can't stop talking, watch me show you ten consecutive crackers!"

Zuo Ming kicked the round plastic stool that Sang Tian was sitting on: "Don't say there are some, let me ask you, you stayed well in the Moxu society group, why did you go to the sports group by yourself?"

Sang Tian: "Sure, sister Ming, when I arrived in Beicheng this afternoon, I was searched until I didn't even have any underwear left."

Zuo Ming: "That's right, your sister Ming has been in the news for so many years and still doesn't have any contacts of her own? Be honest, what's wrong with you?"

In fact, the profession of journalist is far less glamorous than it looks on the surface, earning little and working hard.When Zuo Ming was studying at R University, he felt that if there were only two people left in R University who insisted on doing news, it would probably be Sang Tian and herself.

Now, although Sang Tian has not given up on journalism, he has taken the initiative to transfer from the social group to the sports group, which is equivalent to self-exile.

Sang Tian knocked on the melon seeds: "Well, after doing it for a few years, I feel quite boring..." She raised her head and smiled at Zuo Ming: "Senior Zuo Ming, you said that we do news, what can we change?"

Just like in her previous life, she dared to run amok everywhere in order to make news, and won a lot of awards, and she was forced to dance *loud just to check a news about a pharmaceutical company.

She died, the sun rose as usual, society continued to function as usual, shadows filled the hidden corners, and nothing changed.

Zuo Ming looked at Sang Tian, ​​and under closer inspection of that always bright smiling face, there was a sense of decadence hidden.

As if he didn't care about anything.

Zuo Ming said: "Sang Tian, ​​I don't know what's wrong with you, I'd better talk about myself."

"I ran news on the battlefield, and the most recent bullet flew by my hair, which really scared me to pee, not a metaphor, but real pee. Then these news reports came out, what do you think has changed? What should I do? Isn’t there still fighting where there is war?”

Sang Tian handed a cup of tea to Zuo Ming: "Why are you cracking melon seeds faster than me? Drink some tea and be careful not to get angry."

Zuo Ming took a big sip, and then said: "But Sang Tian, ​​have you ever thought that the news I report may be seen on TV by a child playing with a toy car in an unknown corner of the world, and he will find out , Fighting a war is really a stupid thing.”

"He may be the president of a country in the future, or a cleaner on the street, but there are many people like him who know that war is stupid. Do you think nothing will change in the world? I don't think so."

Sang Tian was taken aback, she didn't expect Zuo Ming to think so far.

She sincerely stuffed melon seeds to Zuo Ming again: "Why don't I keep saying that my grandmother will help Sister Ming even if she crosses the road."

"You don't come here." Zuo Ming squinted at her: "I know, with your stubborn temper, it's unrealistic for you to go back to the social group now. It doesn't matter. If you still want to do good journalism, you can do the same in the sports group." .”

"Hey, don't mention it. Mo Xu's sports team has no connections and no resources. It's really difficult." Sang Tian told Zuo Ming about Dai Qing's cold eyes this morning.

Zuo Ming thought for a while: "I know about Dai Qing, but no one in my network knows her, but I know a professor from a sports university. She used to be a well-known technical director in figure skating circles. Now that she is retired, I also know her." I don't know if the interview with her can dig out any good information, do you want to try it?"

Sang Tian wished he could kneel down to Zuo Ming: "Sister Ming, I thank you for the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!"

Zuo Ming snorted: "Put on a cowardly self-imposed exile, and when you hear the news, you're so excited to do it."

Sang Tian smiled: "Aren't I afraid of losing my job?"

At this time, the numbering system finally called the 630 No. [-] in Sang Tian's hand. Sang Tian took Zuo Ming in and ordered a table of spicy beef with duck intestines and belly.

Zuo Ming was shaking his hairy stomach, "Actually, Sang Tian, ​​have you ever thought about a question?"

"What?"

Zuo Ming stuffed the rinsed hairy belly into his mouth: "Now you are transferred to the sports group and earn less money. Yang Jingsi wants you to be an up host with her. It is easier to earn more than now, but you don't want to." ,Why?"

Sang Tian silently bit a piece of hairy belly.

Her hairy belly is a bit old, and it's hard to chew.While chewing, she looked at Zuo Ming's sassy effort, and felt a pain in her cheek.

To say that she doesn't envy Zuo Ming, who is determined to be a journalist, even she knows it - that is a lie.

******

The night is getting a little darker.

After Lin Xue danced, she rejected several sisters who came to strike up a conversation, and lazily walked out of Trouble with the sports bag on her shoulder.

She didn't deliberately put on a lazy posture to play cool, but she really felt that nothing was interesting.

Dancing is boring, chatting is boring, in fact, even smoking is boring, it’s just a kind of inertia of the body, otherwise it would be more empty.

Except... Lin Xue walked to Trouble's door and stopped silently.

The moonlight is like a brook, shining on the ground and as white as snow, but it is still not as good as the smiling face in front of me. I imitate Lin Xue's laziness but can't stop the brilliance, like a sun that can appear in the dark night , illuminating the gray sky before Lin Xue's eyes.

Sang Tian was wearing a white shirt with a hip skirt and a short windbreaker, his waist was leaning on the railing and his ankles were lifted up, half hooking the high heels on his feet, shaking and shaking, like a stinky hooligan.

Holding a cone of ice cream in his hand and licking it by himself, while holding another in the other hand, he looked at Lin Xue with a smile and asked, "Do you miss my sister?"

"I don't want to." Lin Xue said without hesitation, but walked towards Sang Tian: "Why are you here? Didn't you go to have dinner with some senior sister?"

If these two people were not in love with elementary school chickens, the jealousy in Lin Xue's tone was actually very obvious.

Sang Tian didn't realize this, and just replied honestly: "I'll come when I'm done eating."

Lin Xue turned around and left.

Sang Tian was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Lin Xue took two steps and found that Sang Tian was still standing there in a daze. Not only did she not coax her, but she probably didn't even know why she was awkward.

Lin Xue sighed silently in her heart: Didn't it mean that only my sister knows how to love me?

She had no choice but to call Sang Tian with a cold face: "Come with me, you smell like hot pot, it stinks so much, I'll take you to blow dry."

Only then did Sang Tian follow up with a smile, "Oh", licked the ice cream, and stuffed another cone into Lin Xue's hand: "You eat too."

Lin Xue frowned: "I don't."

"I know you want to eat healthy, but you don't go on the ice now, so why do you control your weight so strictly like those little women's singles?" Sang Tian glanced at Lin Xue's chest: "You are skinny enough, no matter how skinny you are. It's gone."

Lin Xue looked at the ice cream that Sang Tian stuffed into her hand, and smiled.

Yes.

Mingming had made up his mind early on that he would never go ice for the rest of his life, but after so many years, he still strictly controlled his weight as before, like a psychopath.

why?Do you still hold some naive fantasy?

There was a bit of sarcasm in the smile on Lin Xue's lips.

She lowered her head and took a bite of the ice cream, when she heard Sang Tian say beside her: "I checked some information, and ice cream, which is icy and sweet, can strongly stimulate the taste buds. Relax and try to see if you can taste the ice cream." A little taste..."

It turned out to be the case.

A woman whose mouth is full of trains, but whose heart is thinner than a hair.

Lin Xue lowered her head and took another bite of the ice cream, when a stray cat jumped out of nowhere by the side of the road. "Be careful!" Before she had time to help Sang Tian, ​​she heard Sang Tian scream: "Ah!"

Sang Tian didn't fall, but his center of gravity was unstable when he was playing hide-and-seek. All the ice cream fell to the ground, leaving only a bare cylinder in his hand.The cat that caused the accident had already run away far away, and went to play with other cats in the flower bed.

Lin Xue let out a "puchi" laugh.

"What a bad luck." Sang Tian muttered and took out a tissue, squatted on the ground to clean up the mess of ice cream, Lin Xue squatted beside her: "I'll do it."

He stood up and threw the tissue into the trash can, only to find that Sang Tian in front of him was crying.

"No way, you? You are almost 30 years old, and you still cry because you didn't eat ice cream?"

"What do you know?" Sang Tian muttered: "Is this an ice cream, this is the last straw that crushes adults!"

She often saw that kind of jokes on the Internet before, such as breaking up because her boyfriend ate the last fried rice, or crying loudly at night because she bought a pack of instant noodles without seasoning.

The comment area was full of hahaha: "Are you sick?"

Unfortunately, Sang Tian was also a member of the emoji pack of the villain who made the hammer, but now he is crying on the street late at night because of an ice cream that suddenly fell on the ground.

Lin Xue: "How about you eat mine?"

Sang Tian: "No, I bought it for you specially."

Sang Tian sniffed, and didn't really cry out. It's just that since this morning, she knew that the Moxu sports team might have to lay off staff. In the afternoon, the hospital called her again to tell her about Sang Jia's medical expenses. In the evening, she met Sa Shuang Still Zuo Ming.

Sang Tian deeply realized that she now has neither the white moonlight above her head nor the sixpence in her hand.

Hey, people really don't know until they grow up. When you were young, you were carefree because there was always someone in front of you to shield you from the wind and rain.

Now the person who shelters from the wind and rain has become Sang Tian. It's not that she can't carry it, but she just wants to eat an ice cream to soothe her depressed heart, but she didn't expect the ice cream to be returned.

Sang Tian sniffed again: This tm is the life of an adult.

At this moment, Lin Xue's voice sounded lazily: "Come here."

Sang Tian was dejected: "What are you doing?"

Xue Lin: "Follow me."

Go through an intersection and turn left.Go through another intersection and turn right.

I don't know how many intersections I have passed, Sang Tian couldn't help asking: "Where are you going?"

Lin Xue turned her head and put one hand lazily in her jacket pocket, while casually pointing the other hand to the side of the road.

Sang Tian looked over - it was a convenience store, emitting a soothing warm yellow light in the middle of the night.

Lin Xue: "What kind of ice cream do you want?"

Sang Tian: "Did you know that there is a convenience store here, and you brought me here?"

Xue Lin shook her head: "No."

Their ice school is not a very good location, except for a small convenience store at the entrance of the ice school, there are actually very few convenience stores in this area.

Lin Xue didn't have any desire for food, so naturally she didn't pay attention to where there was a convenience store.

Just now, she actually had an idea in her mind——

He couldn't find a convenience store, so he took Sang Tian along until he got the ice cream that Sang Tian wanted to eat.

Sang Tian stared at her stupidly.

Lin Xue was a little uncomfortable, put her hands in her pockets and turned her eyes away: "Don't be too moved, I want to buy water because I am thirsty, and I will buy you ice cream by the way."

Sang Tian: "Really?"

Lin Xue reached out and rubbed Sang Tian's curly hair. She didn't know what she was hiding, so she quickly walked into the convenience store by herself.

******

When the two walked out of the convenience store, Lin Xue had an extra bottle of water in her hand, and Sang Tian had an extra ice cream in her hand.

Lin Xue pointed to a bench by the roadside: "Sit there and eat before leaving, lest you fall off again."

"Row."

The two were sitting on the bench, Lin Xue was slowly biting the ice cream, and saw Sang Tian licking the ice cream he just bought very vigorously.

Lin Xue couldn't help asking: "Is it so delicious?"

Sang Tian grinned: "Can the one you choose be delicious?"

Lin Xue turned her face away, the part of her neck near the neckline of her T-shirt was slightly red.

But Sang Tian didn't let her go, smiling like a fox, "Then the ice cream I bought for you is delicious?"

Lin Xue replied lazily: "It's not bad, it tastes like fermented rice, suitable for alcoholics like me."

Sang Tian pouted: "What do you mean..."

He reacted before he finished speaking, and was taken aback suddenly: "Did you eat it?!"

She didn't tell Xue Lin that the ice cream had fermented rice in it!

Lin Xue was still lazy: "Well, a little bit."

"Don't pretend to be calm!" Sang Tian patted Lin Xue on the shoulder excitedly: "You are also very excited! You have tasted it! Look at it! Love can create medical miracles! !"

Lin Xue frowned slightly for fear that Sang Tian would drop the ice cream again: "Take it easy."

"There's nothing to be excited about, just a little taste," she said.

Sang Tian: "That's also a good start, it proves that your loss of taste is psychological rather than physical."

Xue Lin nodded.

Sang Tian asked with a smile: "Then now that your sister is pestering you every day, aren't you in a really good mood? So good that the sense of taste has returned?"

Lin Xue glanced at her: "I don't, I'm in a normal mood. But you, why are you in a bad mood? You won't be arguing with that senior sister who is having dinner tonight, right?"

"How is that possible? Sister Zuo Ming is my idol, and I can't argue with her." Sang Tian said, "I'm competing with myself."

"What's more powerful?"

Sang Tian smiled: "I want to be a salted fish, but I also want to be a journalist. It's like being smart."

"If you want to make news, do it."

"It's not that simple. I've encountered something in the past." Sang Tian opened her mouth and found that no matter who she faced, she couldn't open her mouth to tell the reason for her rebirth. It can be seen that this is the system setting that Yang Jingsi mentioned.

Seeing that Sang Tian didn't continue, Lin Xue didn't ask any further questions, but suddenly said, "Do you know why I chose this ice cream for you?"

"Why?" Sang Tian was eating the ice cream, but there was nothing special about the ice cream except that there was a pile of Xuemei Niang on the vanilla torch.

Sang Tian suddenly covered his chest: "You don't think of... Bah! Pervert!"

"..." Lin Xue was a little speechless: "What, this ice cream is what I used to eat when I was young."

"You also ate ice cream when you were young?" Sang Tian smiled: "I thought you were so self-disciplined from birth, like a robot."

Lin Xue: "Actually, it's not that I want to eat it myself, but a friend of mine often buys it for me, so I ate it."

"What friend? Could it be a girlfriend?" Sang Tian: "How old were you when you first fell in love?"

"Don't talk to me here." Lin Xue glanced at Sang Tian: "It's not a girlfriend, but a very good friend."

Sang Tian licked the ice cream with a satisfied face: "Life is really as exciting as riding a roller coaster with ups and downs. Now I feel that today is not unlucky at all, it is a very lucky day."

Lin Xue: "Why? Just bought you an ice cream for me?"

Sang Tian smiled and shook his head: "No, it's the first time you took the initiative to tell me about the past."

Lin Xue lazily hooked the sports bag on her shoulder and stood up: "I told you about myself to tell you."

"No matter what happened to you before, you can tell me about it." Lin Xue lowered her head and glanced at Sang Tian: "Of course I'm not forcing you to tell it now, you can tell it whenever you want, I'm always here."

Sang Tian sat on the bench and looked up at Lin Xue.

Lin Xue was thin, and her figure looked a little thin in the night, but she was unexpectedly reliable.

Sang Tian asked, "Are you free on weekends?"

"what?"

Sang Tian's smile now also has a bit of Lin Xue's laziness mixed in: "You see, if you are free, can my sister ask you to make a date?"

******

The next day at work, Sang Tian told Lao He about Zuo Ming's introduction of resources to her, and Lao He's eyes glowed green like a wolf: "You know Zuo Ming? Isn't that a master in the industry!"

This is the case in the press, where seniority is not ranked by age, but heroes are judged by what news they have made. It is estimated that when Lao He saw Zuo Ming, he would have to politely call "Sister Ming".

Sang Tian signed the travel form and went to find the professor Zuo Ming introduced to her.

The home of the old professor is located in the family courtyard of the Sports University. Rows of pines and cypresses half cover the mottled gray buildings. From a distance, the sound of running and shouting slogans on the university campus can be heard, which is peaceful and full of vitality.

Sang Tian rang the doorbell with freshly bought mangoes and cherries. The person who opened the door was a very energetic old lady with a ruddy complexion that made Sang Tian a little ashamed. It can be seen that the saying "life lies in exercise" is true.

"Professor He, I was introduced by Senior Sister Zuo Ming."

"Sang Tian, ​​right? Come in." Old Professor He was very enthusiastic, and took Sang Tian to sit on the sofa: "To tell you the truth, my husband is engaged in diplomacy, and Zuo Ming helped him a lot before. Since you were introduced by Zuo Ming, I will definitely cooperate with you about what you want to interview."

Sang Tian did his homework in the early stage and knew that Professor He was very prestigious in the domestic figure skating circle.

She has a unique set of physical training methods, which can improve the toughness while ensuring that the athletes are not injured. Behind the good results of domestic pair skating, her contribution is inseparable.

Professor He talked about his major clearly and logically, but Sang Tian couldn't keep it in his notebook and quickly asked, "Can I use the recorder?"

This is the habit Zuo Ming brought her. Although mobile phone recording is very convenient now, she is still used to carrying a professional recording pen with her.

Old Professor He smiled: "Yes."

Sang Tian listened to Professor He, and looked at the trophies and group photos on the bookshelf behind Professor He, including many world champions.

Professor He is now retired and free, and it is rare to have a chance to talk to him. He was a little proud back then: "To tell you the truth, if I hadn't retired and the old man let me enjoy the blessings, even Dai Qing, who is now the hottest now, would also want to find him. I'm going to help her with her fitness."

Sang Tian looked at the group photos behind Professor He: "I found Chu Lingxue, the champion of the Youth Olympic Games back then, so I asked you to be a physical coach, right?"

Professor He's face darkened: "Where did you find it?"

"I look at the photos behind you. As long as there are athletes you have brought together, they all have group photos. Why doesn't it seem like... Where is Chu Lingxue?"

Old Professor He sighed: "You didn't come here today to ask about Chu Lingxue, did you?"

"I didn't do sports news before, please advise me if I'm wrong." Sang Tian said, "I just find it strange that Chu Lingxue killed Da Russia and won the Youth Olympic champion. After a breakthrough, why did you suddenly retire when you were about to be promoted to the senior group?"

"And..." Sang Tian added: "She seems to have disappeared overnight, and there is no news about her."

Old Professor He: "Have you checked Chu Lingxue?"

Sang Tian said frankly, "I checked."

"Don't say you can't find it, even I don't have any news about her." Professor He sighed: "Can you turn off the recorder first? I'm telling you this honestly because you were introduced by Zuo Ming." , but it’s useless if you record it, you can’t write this manuscript.”

"why?"

"Because this is already a default rule in the sports world, no news about Chu Lingxue will be released. She was indeed the glory of the women's singles, but later, she was forever nailed to the pillar of shame."

"why?"

Professor He said slowly: "She became a deserter."

******

Professor He told Sang Tian: "Back then, when Chu Lingxue won the Youth Olympic Championship, no one could compare to her limelight. It was even discussed internationally. When she was promoted to the senior group at the age of 16, she had a good chance to break through. Russia's monopoly in women's singles."

"At that time, I was a member of Chen Lingxue's physical fitness coaching team. Chu Lingxue was the kind of child who was very hard on herself when training. I repeatedly reminded her not to overtrain and cause physical fatigue, but she wanted to go to the adult group. As soon as she practiced, she forgot everything, and she was seriously injured shortly after the Youth Olympic Games."

Sang Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he heard Professor He say, "She has broken her Achilles tendon. How painful is it for a child who often does triples or even quadruples on the ice?"

"Did Chu Lingxue retire due to injury?" Sang Tian asked: "When the news about her sudden retirement was reported back then, why didn't this reason be mentioned? People who watched the news guessed for a long time."

"Because she didn't retire due to injury at all." Professor He Lao said: "She retired because of psychology."

"A good friend of hers at the club back then committed suicide."

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