Male supporting actor became an athlete after awakening

The two were waiting for the car at the intersection. Song Yao put on his down jacket, and he looked like a white ball walking. Embarrassment has to do something to ease it.

As for Ran Rin, apart from saying that I'm coming, she didn't say anything.

As if one more word could cost him a piece of gold.

Song Yao felt that he couldn't go on like this, so he smiled dryly, thought for a while and chose to explain, "I'm sorry, I have training in the afternoon and I didn't have time to pick you up in time, so I'll wait a little longer."

Ran Lin paused and said calmly, "Not long."

Song Yao has never encountered such a situation, or he has never seen such a seldom talker, thinking for a long time that he should shut up, pretending to look down at the phone, in fact, the peripheral vision has been secretly on the other party.

At this time, Ran Lin took off the mask, revealing a face with clear outline, handsome and delicate features, a little blue in the depths of the eyes, thin lips lightly pursed with a serious look.

Song Yao asked himself that people are handsome, but this is too different from what he remembered, like how a lively little sheep turned into a big lion. If I remember correctly, Ran Lin should be a few years younger than him For a month, what did you eat to grow up?

But it has nothing to do with myself.

"Is it this one?"

"what."

Ran Lin repeated it patiently.

Song Yao woke up like a dream, he didn't even know the car he called was coming, "Oh yes, it's this one." He stepped forward quickly, tangled in his heart, then turned his head, stretched out his white and slender hand, and put it on Ran Lin's on the luggage, "I'll help you carry one."

"No." The voice sounded particularly stiff.

Don't use it, don't use it, Song Yao muttered in his heart.

"Then I'll go up first."

As soon as Song Yao finished speaking, he accidentally touched Ran Lin's hand. Although it happened instantly, his first reaction was that it was so cold, as if he was touching ice.

That's right, I've been waiting for me at the airport for two hours, and I'm sure it's cold with less clothes on.

The driver saw him getting into the car and casually said, "Is it so fun here? It's freezing cold and it's raining heavily."

"Well, very interesting."

Song Yao didn't explain too much, but after listening to the rest of the words, he was very uncomfortable, hesitant to speak, seeing that Ran Lin was coming soon, he chose to say to the driver, "Uncle, the air conditioner is more troublesome, thank you."

The driver was enthusiastic, and suddenly turned the temperature to the highest, and the gust of wind hit Song Yao's eyes red.

All right, just be in debt.

After putting away her luggage, Ran Lin chose to sit in the co-pilot, remained silent, and looked down at her phone from time to time.

On the contrary, Song Yao was very grateful to the driver for his ability to gossip, which greatly eased his embarrassment.

Halfway through, Su Liu worriedly made a voice call. Song Yao had a bad intuition and turned down the volume on purpose.

Ran Lin raised her eyelids and saw Song Yao in the back seat clutching her phone through the car window, but the voice still came out vaguely.

"How could I bully him, don't worry...Okay, I know everything." Song Yao promised to hang up the phone again and again, and let out a long sigh of relief.

It is not certain who bullies whom.

"Add it." A cold voice came from the front seat, handing over the phone, with a QR code on the screen.

"what?"

Song Yao was overwhelmed with flattery and fear that was imperceptible. At first impression, he felt that the male lead was a tall and cold guy, arrogant, as long as he didn't act like a demon in the book, he could survive to the end anyway. A lot of ideas popped up. Shocked and panicked, she opened her lips to refuse, but finally scanned the QR code.

[I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting. 】

Ran Lin's profile picture is all black, and the name is more concise with only a period, as if it was made on the spur of the moment.

It's okay, it's very male.

Song Yao thought it was over, but the next second he received Ran Rin's transfer, his fingers froze, "What do you mean?"

"Uncle Song doesn't want it, I'll give it back to you." Ran Lin said concisely.

Song Yao was stunned for a moment, "He, just keep what he gave you, there is no need to pay it back."

Song's father is in charge of the company's finances. He is famous for being picky. Few people can pluck hair from him. Now he gave a big red envelope without even meeting him. No wonder I became more and more jealous of men in the original book. host.

"Take it." Ran Lin insisted.

Song Yao suddenly recognized an attitude from his tone. Ran Lin didn't want to get involved with his family, which was a good thing for him. As long as he could hide away, the subsequent plot would not happened.

Seeing that the transfer was accepted, Ran Lin's face turned pale, rubbing his fingertips, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Yao felt a little headache looking at the full stop in his WeChat name. He has a lot of friends. If one day...although it is unlikely to happen, in case he is quick and posts something that is misunderstood, I think it is better to change the note .

The full stop on the dialogue box changed to the male lead of the cool guy. Song Yao was not satisfied no matter how he looked at it. He pondered for a moment, then poked a few times and directly changed the male lead to his younger brother.

Cool brother brother.

The place where I live is a bit out of the way, and there is an alley when I go in. The green vines on the walls should be vibrant, because in winter, there are only thin meridians and dead branches left.

Song Yao briefly talked about how to get there, but didn't say anything more. He wished he could get away from the male protagonist earlier, "Come in."

At this time, a middle-aged woman suddenly walked out from the opposite door, and seeing the warm expressions on the two, "Xiao Yao is back from training, is this?"

Song Yao explained briefly, and the other party slowly nodded and went back, but his eyes were still guarded, Ran Lin's body was too aggressive.

"That they moved here the year before last." Song Yao felt that it was necessary to tell Ran Lin, the former leader.

"I know, Aunt Su mentioned it." After hearing this, Ran Lin's reaction was flat, her thick eyelashes covered all her emotions, and she didn't look away after entering the door.

Song Yao said oh, that's good.

Fortunately, in the car, Su Liu gave instructions on matters to be taken care of, ranging from room arrangements to washing utensils, Song Yao didn't have to do it too hard, repeating it was enough.

"That your room is next to mine, and the bathroom is also separate."

When Ran Lin packed up and came out, Song Yao had already set up dinner, "Come here."

When Father Song is not around, Auntie will come over to clean up the house, including the daily routine. All that needs to be done is to warm it up and take it out.

When Song Yao sat down, Ran Lin was still there in a daze.

Song Yao followed his gaze, and then suddenly realized, "You are not used to chopsticks, you should have said earlier that I would change them for you."

He almost forgot that the hero has lived in Switzerland for more than ten years.

Ran Lin wanted to refuse, but Song Yao's interruption became useful when he said something inexplicably.

Ran's mother is not used to the food there, and neither is he.

Song Yao didn't know this, the evil engraved in his bones was ready to move, and he couldn't bear to live or die. He pointed to the peanuts on the side dish and blurted out, "Then you pinch me to see."

Ran Lin: "..."

After finishing speaking, Song Yao suddenly realized that their relationship was not suitable for saying this, and slapped his head hard in his heart as punishment, and smiled, "I'm just kidding, don't care."

Facts have proved that Ran Lin is very comfortable with chopsticks, but he doesn't plan to show Song Yao one.

After that, no one spoke again, because Ran Lin didn't like to talk, and Song Yao was afraid of making mistakes again.

There was training in the afternoon of the second day, and Song Yao habitually had to replay at night. Although he had completed all the movements in today's training, there were a few jumps that were not done coherently, and the skating almost failed to keep up with the rhythm.

There are six kinds of jumps in figure skating, namely Axel jump (A jump), hook (lz jump), back and outside ice jump (T jump), back and inner loop jump (S jump), back and outer jump Loop jumps (lo jumps) and rear inside ice jumps (F jumps).

There are four kinds of jumping cycles, one round jump, two round jumps, triple round jumps, and quadruple jumps. The difficulty mode increases one by one, and the quadruple jumps are the most difficult. Of course, the scores obtained by successfully landing on the ice are also high.

The cycle number is before the name of the jump. For example, if Axel jumps four times, it is called 4A for short, and for triple axel, it is 3A.

For him, the most problematic thing is that Axel jumped.

[Yuan Yuan: Video link. 】

[Send you medicine:? 】

[Yuanyuan: You can find out by clicking on it. 】

The picture is not very stable, but the boy's figure is outstanding, and the simple sliding can also feel agile and elegant, 4T followed by 3F jump, the arc is like a bird skipping the water, making people unable to take their eyes off it, and all actions are full of calmness.

It seems that the little prince walking out of the castle is inspecting his territory.

[Yuan Yuan: You have made great progress, and Shen Lifei won't be able to get angry if he sees it. 】

Shen Lifei is in the adult group, and Song Yao has recently been promoted. The two are equally talented, and the other has an aloof personality. .

Song Yao was noncommittal, unable to understand Shen Lifei's hostility, so he thought about it and typed a few words.

[Give you medicine: Who took this picture? 】

[Yuan Yuan: It should be a girl at the scene. Her voice was recorded in the video, which is not very professional. 】

Song Yao took a look and saw that the playback volume was quite high. It has already exceeded [-]. Swipe left to comment.

[Ah, ah, little brother, this figure is too good!Hissing——]

[The top pants are thrown in my face, pick them up quickly, it's my turn. 】

[This technique is amazing. If you don’t have a posture for more than ten years, you will definitely not be able to slide to this effect. Maybe you have practiced ballet. Is there any sister Holmes soon? Give me his information. 】

And this comment was liked by the girl who uploaded it and replied: I thought it was too good-looking, so I took a random photo. I didn’t get many faces. I still want to ask you.

Song Yao saw that he struggled for a few seconds and decided not to post his own name. He felt narcissistic, but just as he was about to swipe the page, a new comment appeared.

——Song Yao.

What's interesting is that these two words are followed by pinyin, for fear that others will not pronounce them the same.

Song Yao clicked on that person's homepage, nothing special.

[Give you medicine: Did you comment? 】

[Yuanyuan: No, what's the matter. 】

[Give you medicine: It's all right. 】

The video was not shot very well, unless it is recognized by someone very familiar with it, even if it is a fan, it is not easy, Song Yao conveniently clicked on it.

The next second Su Liu's phone call came over suddenly. To be honest, he didn't want to answer it, but Song Yao was more afraid that the caller would call the next door. It would be a big thunder and he couldn't touch it.

"It's all arranged, don't worry." Song Yao spoke first.

Su Liu was somewhat suspicious, her son had always been careless, but whenever there was a second choice, he would never choose to give it to him.

If Song Yao knew his mother's idea, he would definitely shout out that he understood me!

"Cough, something happened at Ran Lin's house, and I'm going to stay in China for a while..."

Song Yao's eyes lit up, "How long?"

He was thinking that if the hero could leave early, what happened later would naturally not happen, killing two birds with one stone.

Su Liu gritted her teeth, "What are you thinking about!"

Song Yao was extremely honest in his heart but dared not say it out loud: I want him to leave quickly.

"Okay, accompany him to report to your school tomorrow morning, it won't take long, you know?" Su Liu issued an ultimatum.

Of course, Song Yao is reluctant to have too much contact with the male protagonist. It is best if they have nothing to do with each other. He is currently in the third year of high school. Can't stand it.

"Hey, you don't know that his mother was my teacher in the dance troupe before," Su Liu changed the topic, "By the way, you should be careful during training. I heard from your coach that you cried because of the last competition."

Song Yao: "When will I..." Very good, Zhang Yuan.

"Train well, and the next game will be fine."

Song Yao hummed, and as for the request in the last sentence, he was going to go against it and let it go, since no one was there anyway.

After talking for so long, Song Yao went out with a dry mouth and took a drink of water before going back to sleep. When he passed by the next door, he saw a gleam of light from the unclosed gatehouse.

You haven't slept yet, so you're not jet-lagged?

Song Yao had no intention of spying on him, and he didn't want to know what he was doing, and was about to walk past him lightly, when a very shallow whimper came out in the next second, like a milk cat after being bullied.

This is crying.

Ran Lin is crying?

Song Yao almost thought he was having auditory hallucinations. Looking at Shimmer, he realized that he shouldn't continue listening, so he went back to the room like a thief, but he could only scratch his head as a way of venting. get messy.

Even if there is no such thing as a book, it is impossible to imagine that Ran Lin, who looks cold and reticent, will cry in the middle of the night, and the resulting contrast makes Song Yao at a loss.

He suddenly thought that the other party was only seventeen years old, had just lost his mother, and returned to an environment that had already been turned upside down.

This is almost as tragic as Cinderella in the fairy tale, but unfortunately there is no prince, and he has done the work of the vicious stepmother and sisters alone.

Should I be nicer to Ran Rin? It shouldn't be a big problem if I get in touch with him occasionally.

The author says:

Song Yao: Come on, you.