Male supporting actor became an athlete after awakening

It has been raining for a long time outside the ice rink in S City, and the unbearably humid air seems to have affected the whole atmosphere. Winter is always so dead and desolate.

Song Yao, who was lying on the plastic stool, sat up suddenly. This action made the teammates around him look sideways, but he couldn't care too much, so he rushed to the lounge to wash his face, and the water was patted on the skin coldly. A trance felt a trace of reality.

Didn't he die in a car accident?Why are you alive now, is it a dream?

The young man in front of the mirror had a pair of clear and meaningful facial features. There was an inconspicuous upward arc at the end of the almond eyes. The bridge of the nose was straight and straight. At first glance, the gentle temperament seemed harmless to humans and animals. The thread slid down, stopped for a moment at the collarbone where the collar could not cover, and then disappeared completely.

But everything is too realistic, as if it really happened.

Song Yao dreamed that he was in a book called "Defending the Crown", which talked about the hero overcoming various difficulties and winning the championship.

Unfortunately, his role is just a small cannon fodder, and the only key role he plays is to bully the hero desperately when he is down, which causes the hero to miss the golden age and never compete again, but with the company of the heroine He recovered a little bit and returned to the game.

As for him, he also got quite tragic retribution in the later stage. He had a car accident on the eve of the Olympics, and he bid farewell to the sports that he had persisted in for 15 years.

The expression on the boy's face in the mirror became a little stiff, regardless of whether the dream was true or not, the fear remained.

He was forced to practice ballet by his mother Su Liu when he was two years old, but unfortunately his talent is not here. Later, he was transferred to figure skating by his coach. It can also be ranked in the top five, and that's the end.

Song Mode Feelings Yao: This is outrageous.

It is mentioned in the plot that Ran Rin went to Switzerland at the age of five. After his mother passed away, he returned to China because he was underage and needed a temporary guardian, so he temporarily lived in his house. During this period, he gave himself a chance to bully, because Song Shengfu He and Su Liu took special care of Ran Lin, and he became jealous.

During Ran Lin's residence, Song Yaoming was a good big brother, secretly telling people to leave quickly, engaging in cold violence, etc., and later made him miss the game.

Song Yao began to suffocate. To be honest, if it wasn't for him, he would be nothing but cannon fodder, but if he wants to avoid or change this result, it seems that the only safe way is to stay away from the male lead.

"Song Yao, what are you doing in there? Hurry up and come out for training. If you don't come to train again, the coach will scold you." There was a knock on the door.

Song Yao only heard the last sentence, the fear engraved in his DNA was about to move, and he pushed the door out without thinking too much.

It was Zhang Yuan, a brother from the same team, who knocked on the door. He looked up and down and asked, "What's wrong with you, you suddenly became weird." He looked depressed.

"what happened?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he thought he had found the answer, "Could it be because of the serious loss of points in the last game, so hide inside and cry secretly!"

What he was talking about was that in the individual competition three days ago, Song Yao failed to do the A jump and lost points. He rarely missed the gold medal and only won the silver medal. Since then, he has been a little depressed.

"No."

Song Yao denied it categorically, and was afraid that he would be slow. If Zhang Yuan misunderstood him, the whole team would know about his crying within half a day, and in the next six months, people would make fun of it, and they would never be able to Explain clearly.

Zhang Yuan didn't believe it, as if he had discovered a new continent. He firmly believed that explanations were just covering up. Song Yao was so talented, he was born to practice figure skating, and it was "unexpected" to cry for a game.

Song Yao knew that it was useless to say anything, so he simply used some primitive means, pursed his lips and smiled, "Believe it or not, I will make you cry right now."

"Okay!" Zhang Yuan immediately covered his mouth, he is not the fans outside who will unconditionally believe that cute face, after training and getting along with him, the conclusion is that sometimes what this little beast says can really be done.

"Where's the coach?" Song Yao asked.

"I have something to go, I lied to you just now, he told us to train hard." Zhang Yuan laughed twice, this Song Yao is sometimes funny, so he ran away quickly after speaking.

I don't know if it is affected by the weather or something else, except that there are not many people in the venue where they train.

"What are you going to practice, that new song?" Zhang Yuan was almost done with the activity, he put on his skates and slid into the arena after asking casually.

"Well...well."

Although Song Yao has only read a book, the emotions in it cannot be deceived. He took a deep breath, took off his heavy down jacket, and revealed the training clothes inside. It was like flying, bringing a strong contrast, and the temperament instantly became cold and solemn.

People have not played, but their hearts are already hot.

Until the blade under the skates cut across the ice, it was precarious and stable as a rock.

But he didn't know that the mobile phone in his pocket made several consecutive calls.

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The cold wind is raging, and occasionally a little backlog of rainwater will be sprinkled on the trees, and it will fall down. Ran Lin looks as usual pushing two big boxes. This is the proof that he has lived in Switzerland for 12 years, and he has returned to the heart of his hometown. Not too excited, more empty and dazed.

The phone rang, and he picked it up and heard the cautious female voice.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long, Xiao Lin, that Song Yao may not have seen it in training, you can just go up there later."

Su Liu kept calming down the anger in her heart, and when she came back to see how she dealt with Song Yao, her voice became more gentle, "The dance troupe cannot do without people, something happened to your Uncle Song's company, we should have come when you came back..."

After hearing what she said, Ran Lin opened her thin lips lightly, "It's okay, thank you Aunt Su, that's why I came here earlier."

There is more than politeness, but not enough intimacy.

"Where is it, your mother was my teacher in the dance troupe back then, and now she only keeps you, I must take care of you, and I will come back as soon as possible." Su Liuduo sighed and pityed.

"Go to Song Yao first."

Ran Lin was silent for a moment, he returned to China this time only to fulfill his mother's last wish, what is that word called... Fallen leaves comes back to the root, as for other people, he doesn't really want to have too much contact, and he can just move to the dormitory by himself later.

He blinked, and his eyelashes blocked the emotions in his pupils. Fortunately, Song Yao, who originally came back to pick him up but never showed up, seemed to think so too, which saved him a lot of trouble.

The venue is not noisy, but more of the sound of blades slicing across the ice and then falling heavily.

Ran Lin had no choice but to walk to a high place. There were not many people around, and they all gathered in one place by coincidence, and sighed from time to time. He only glanced at him, and then stopped in place.

"4T connecting to 3F is too smooth."

"Yes."

There was a small child standing beside him with tear stains on his face. It looked like his parents had forcibly pulled him over, but now he couldn't turn his eyes, and he was yelling, "Mom, I want to practice this."

The music is smooth and exciting, and the various sounds are intertwined and unique without being too prominent. Compared with the music, it is the figure gliding past in the field that is more noticeable.

It's Song Yao.

Ran Lin frowned, he arrived too late, it was already the end.

Song Yao finished all his movements and swiped toward the exit. His breathing was a little short, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, which made his skin so fair that it was almost transparent.

"The state is good." Said the teammate who also trained.

Song Yao nodded as a response, and looked inexplicably at the boy standing in the corner, but he was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly, so he probably wasn't much different. He was tall but had a lot of aura. He was stared at I was taken aback for a moment, and after reacting, the other party no longer looked at me.

Probably... an illusion, this person is very fierce.

Only then did Song Yao realize that the five or six missed calls on his mobile phone and a bunch of 2-minute-long voice messages were all from Ms. Su Liu, who had gone thousands of miles away to manage the dance troupe.

I was too lazy to listen, so I used text recognition all the time.

【What did you say before I left!Did you forget all about it when you turned around? 】

[Know the training and competition every day! 】

[Ren Ranlin just flew for ten hours, and waited for another two hours for you to pick him up. It was raining heavily outside, so you said you couldn't go, I asked Master Wang to pick him up. 】

Song Yao's body was stiff, why couldn't he understand these words together?

Who is back? ...Ran Lin.

He suddenly took a deep breath, because the matter of the book brought too much shock, and he forgot all other things smoothly. If he said that, it would be a bad start, and he would offend Ran Rin thoroughly.

Song Yao thought of his own ending, and immediately went online and quickly replied, where is he?

The other side came back in almost seconds, I had already asked him to come to the ice rink, so he must have arrived by now.

Song Yao looked around like a thief, put it back blankly, and found a problem, he didn't know what it looked like.

When throwing the question to Su Liu, she was silent for a while, and then sent a relaxed voice.

"Remember the kid who looked like a girl when you learned to skate and lived next door to us? You also grew up together."

"Well, just look for it like that."

Hearing this, Song Yao has a little impression, but not much, she is a "girl" with short hair who is roundly dressed and has a serious face, with two lumps of flesh overflowing from her face, a white and tender image.

Most of his childhood memories are figure skating and playing around, and the object of playing around is the little girl next door.

But the point is that if I understand correctly, what the fuck means is that Ran Lin is that..."little girl".

Song Yao went down immediately, and couldn't find anything else after digging out his memory. The most urgent thing is to find the person first, maybe he can still be saved, but look around and see where there is a suitable candidate.

The phone turned on, and an unfamiliar number came.

Anyone who knows how to use the phone now is probably a scam, and Song Yao pinches it without even thinking about it.

Zhang Yuan also finished, took off his skates and trotted over on the road, "Did you meet a new friend? The tall guy over there has been watching you for a long time. By the way, he is practicing or something."

The tone is envious.

"Where?" Song Yao followed his gaze.

The boy was still standing where he was, with his cell phone held up to his ear. He was only wearing a jet black windbreaker in this cold winter, which gave him a cold and ruthless look.

Song Yao's last sliver of IQ came online, and he called back the phone he had cut off by himself in a daze. The voice on the other end was hoarse and deep.

"I've already arrived."

The author says:

Happy New Year, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new.

Grass and trees against the sun.