He is from a fighting nation

Russians have a special fight festival. Every year on the last day of winter, Belev will hold a fight meeting. This year, because his grandson was beaten by a pervert, he moved the fight meeting ahead of schedule and increased the difficulty - skating fight.

Of course, Belev has investigated Wu Liang, a native of Guangdong, China, the coastal areas are extremely hot, and there is no snowflakes all year round, making a snowman the size of a palm, it is almost out of shape, very humble, Wu Liang has a great possibility of not being able to skate .

Unfortunately, as Belev expected, Wu Liang really can't skate. Zhou Xiangwan never expected that Wu Liang would lose at the starting line of the martial arts contest, so the Wandou Devil Training Camp once again challenged the dead house Wu. It's time to cool down.

"Zhou Xiangwan, I want to wear another pair of long johns."

A thick layer of ice formed on the surface of the river. Wu Liang put his hands in his small pockets, and was covered with a cloak of billowing white hair. His whole body was like a floating white cotton flower, and he said humbly, "Just one pieces. okay?"

Zhou Xiangwan lowered his head slightly, his blue eyes were full of great confusion: "Didn't you already wear one?"

Wu Liang couldn't bear to look back, feeling that he was no longer the serious person he was back then, and said, "Those are stockings!"

Zhou Xiangwan said: "But it's made of fleece! I only pulled out one fleece stocking for you out of thousands of fucking stockings! Fleece stockings don't deserve to have a name on them!"

Wu Liang: "..."

As a torrent of steel in Chun 1, Zhou Xiangwan had no intention of pampering Wu Liang at all, with a cold face, he picked up Wu Liang, put him on a high stone pier, and said strictly: "When you move, you can't move." It's going to be cold. You wear so much, haven't you ever scratched your head?"

Wu Liang: "Well..."

Zhou Xiangwan took out the shoes from the bag, stepped on the stone pier, and put them on for himself first, Dawu said: "Oh, you are too small, you can't pull it off. Unlike me, you are too tight..."

Wu Liang's forehead twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Zhou Xiangwan...don't go too far!"

Zhou Xiangwan: "Hahahahahaha! You have the ability to come to me!"

Wu Liang was taken aback, his Adam's apple twitched, his earlobes were as red as pink jade, and he said, "...do you really want to?"

After Zhou Xiangwan put on his shoes, he squeezed firmly between Wu Liang's legs, kissed his forehead, and said, "I am willing, otherwise, you have hemorrhoids!"

Wu Liang: "??? I really don't."

Zhou Xiangwan showed a thoughtful expression, sticking to Wu Liang and said softly: "Is it because the dead bar skills are not good? He said that you can't be hard, and you can't use it later."

Wu Liang was silent for a moment, then thought about it: "It's not a happy thing, can I tell you next time?" After a pause, Wu Liang's instinct to do business and bargain came up, "You can trade it with me because you are afraid of cars. ?"

Zhou Xiangwan's rebirth was so weird and bizarre that he didn't dare to agree to Wu Liang casually, even though he was very curious about Wu Liang's past, he didn't speak, but knelt down on one knee and put on Wu Liang's shoes.

Wu Liang sneezed and said, "Zhou Xiangwan, if I don't win, can you stop being angry with me?"

Zhou Xiangwan grinned and said, "I won't be angry about this kind of thing. I'm not a fucking punching bag. At worst, let's elope!"

Zhou Xiangwan was wearing a simple red knee-length down jacket in a world of ice and snow, his curly hair was loose and loose, and his long eyelashes drooped, forming a layer of fine ice crystals. Embellished with bright little crystals, as the eyelashes blinked, reflecting the breathtaking iridescence, he pinched Wu Liang's ankle, his slender fingers shuttled nimbly among the black shoelaces, carefully tied the bowknot, and finished tying it. The shoelaces also solemnly compared the lengths of the two "butterfly wings", looked up at Wu Liang, and said, "Do you think they are symmetrical?"

Usually a sand sculpture man of no age is the deadliest when he is serious, especially when Zhou Xiangwan raised his eyes to look at Wu Liang, it was too flirtatious. A wild fire burned from Wu Liang's ankles to his head. His whole body was scalded. Said: "It's symmetrical."

Wu Liang thought to himself: "I can't lose! I want to win! I want to stand upright by his side!" Driven by a damn desire to win, Wu Liang untied his cloak with pride, got down to earth, and prepared for a big skating. As soon as he took a step, he lost his balance and fell on the ice with a thud. Fortunately, he was dressed thickly, so the tragedy of JJ's chest muscle sticking to the ice did not happen.

Zhou Xiangwan picked up Wu Liang and said, "I'll take you a few steps first."

Zhou Xiangwan stood behind Wu Liang, wrapped his arms around his waist, and slid forward against Wu Liang with his hips.

So the scene became very astringent.

Wu Liang stood tremblingly on the ice, his whole body was tense, he was pushed forward by Zhou Xiangwan, full of weirdness, after summing up the experience of the previous two times, he was afraid that he might be obscene, so he forcibly suppressed his emotions and stepped forward. Slide your legs forward.

Zhou Xiangwan pulled Wu Liang's back and blew into his ear: "Are you comfortable?"

Wu Liang suddenly turned bald——Zhou Xiangwan was teasing him on purpose, gnashing his teeth in embarrassment and indignation: "Stop tricking me! Let go, I'll skate by myself."

Zhou Xiangwan laughed loudly, got up serious, put his arms around Wu Liang's waist, and patiently led him to skate for a few laps, and finally passed on his own experience: "Skate with a blind dick, just fall a few times and you'll be fine."

Zhou Xiangwan remembers that he was able to skate very smoothly after falling twice in the past, and he was able to skate very smoothly in one day, so he always thought that skating was a very simple thing, but obviously not everyone has Zhou Xiangwan's athletic cells, especially Wu Liang. This Cantonese with a well-developed brain and disorganized limbs.

At the beginning, Zhou Xiangwan laughed at Wu Liang for walking like a octopus, picking up his mobile phone to shoot videos and accumulating ghost and animal materials. Later, Wu Liang fell more than a dozen times before he could barely stand on the ice, and he couldn't control it at all. direction, but as always, he didn't complain, he just became more and more courageous, his whole body was steaming, exuding a stubbornness that would not give up until he reached his goal.The heavy snow fell one after another, and Zhou Xiangwan realized that his heart ached. He stepped forward and grabbed Wu Liang, and said, "The snow is getting heavier and heavier. I will elope with you. Book a ticket now and let's go!"

Panting for breath, Wu Liang glanced at Zhou Xiangwan.Zhou Xiangwan's heart skipped a beat, this familiar look!This familiar wolf look!

Wu Liang has a mysterious blood in his body. His class starting point is low in the dust, but he is like a huge iceberg, day after day, silently crushing all obstacles in front of him. He is paranoid and passionate.Zhou Xiangwan felt a little regretful, and thought that if he was allowed to continue skating, he would be able to skate until tomorrow without eating or drinking.

Sure enough, Wu Liang shook his head and said, "You go back first, and I'll skate for a while."

Zhou Xiangwan pursed his lips, knowing that this kind of paranoid couldn't be persuaded by force, so he had to change the subject, and said, "Then take a break, and I'll play the violin for you."

Wu Liang was shocked and said, "You know how to play the violin?"

Zhou Xiangwan was about to explode: "Wu Liang, if you look down on people like this again, I'm going to get angry! I can even play the suona, but what's so strange about playing the violin?! I won't listen to you, straight man!"

Wu Liang was very regretful, and hurriedly held back an 800-word rainbow fart, praising Zhou Xiangwan so much that there is nothing in the world, and Zhou Xiangwan reluctantly asked the housekeeper to bring the violin.

Zhou Xiangwan, as a peerless king with an idol burden of [-] tons, the moment he took the piano, his whole demeanor changed.

Snowflakes fell on his shoulders, embellishing his platinum hair. He stood on the silvery ice with majestic mountains behind him. He was dressed in a red suit like a proud and flamboyant king in the ice and snow world.

Zhou Xiangwan is born to belong to ice and snow, just like husky and sleigh are definitely true love.

Pulling the bow and string, a few snowflakes fell, Zhou Xiangwan closed his eyes, the rhythm at first was slow and long, like snowflakes falling gently into the palm of his hand, Wu Liang listened intently, stretched out his hand involuntarily as if wanting to touch Zhou Xiang In the evening, he caught a few cold snowflakes. At the same time, Zhou Xiangwan suddenly opened his gray-blue eyes, and the ice blade under his feet cut across the thick and cold ice. Meanwhile, dance on the ice.

Wu Liang has never heard such a story-telling piece of music.Compared with the cello, the violin has a kind of solemnity and solemnity in its excitement, with ups and downs. Zhou Xiangwan is like a mermaid, swimming in the cold air without hindrance. He seems to see the sun rising and setting like a burning fire. The heavy snow falls several times, the angel's wings are scratched dirty and tattered by thorns, the boy's shoes run flamboyantly and recklessly, and finally fall down hard. Lichou, the heart-piercing pain of being helpless, was hidden in the short ten seconds, and finally the rhythm slowed down. Zhou Xiangwan's panting was mixed with the long strings of the violin. He stared at Wu Liang and smiled. The last The notes fall slowly from the sky like snowflakes, falling calmly like life.

Wu Liang looked at Zhou Xiangwan, unable to say a word, he didn't even know that he was crying, he just smiled at Zhou Xiangwan with tears in his eyes.

Zhou Xiangwan's hair was messed up, his face was covered with sweat, he lowered his head to ask Wu Liang to tie his head into a ball, and said cheerfully: "Does it sound good? I created it myself just now. I just saw your inspiration come, and I can't stop it." .I'll give him a name."

Zhou Xiangwan frowned and thought hard: "Should we call it 'Pretty Wanwan and Straight Guy Violin Solo'?"

Wu Liang was speechless for a moment. Although he has no taste, his ability to pick names is not bad. He said, "Call it Angel, anyway, you wrote it."

Zhou Xiangwan was dissatisfied, and said: "I pulled it for you, this is what I whispered to you." As he spoke, he had a flash of inspiration, "Let's call it 'Wanliang'. I will release the record when I get back, and it will be released worldwide. , our beautiful love story is printed on the cover!"

Wu Liang: "..." The familiar feeling of being publicly executed, the tears were immediately frightened back.

Zhou Xiangwan was very satisfied, the girl's heart was bursting, she kicked her skates and stepped back more than ten meters, said: "Wu Liang, I'm going to ask you, you catch me!"

Wu Liang: "???"

After Zhou Xiangwan finished speaking, he opened his arms and ran towards Wu Liang's arms at a sprint speed. The ball's head was trembling. It would be difficult for Wu Liang to pick him up under normal circumstances, let alone he was wearing skates. All unsteady.

Wu Liang said in horror: "Don't come here!!!"

Zhou Xiangwan: "I'm coming!"

Wu Liang turned his head and ran, shouting as he ran, "Why are you trying to mess with me!"

Zhou Xiangwan: "It's up to you! Wait! Wu Liang, let his mother know how to skate!"

The strong desire to survive completely stimulated Wu Liang's potential. He didn't even know that he was skating very fast, so Wu Liang learned to skate like this.

On the second day of the new year, Wu Liang and more than 100 strong men crowded together on the skating rink. The structure of the square was imitated by the Colosseum in ancient Rome. , a large bright red banner fluttered in the wind—the Tenth Field Competition of Angel Manor.

Sitting under the banner were Zhou Xiangwan and Belev. Zhou Xiangwan wore a finger-wide simple silver crown on his head, was dressed in a luxurious leather jacket, stretched out a pair of straight and slender legs, and stuffed jiojio in his fat Under the belly, frowning, gray-blue eyes staring straight at the square, with a very dissatisfied look.

In fact, he was trying to pick out the humble figure of short Wu at 178cm from the phantoms and the burly bodies of big men.

Belev lit a cigar, took a puff, and said, "Angel, are you angry?"

At this time, Zhou Xiangwan finally caught Wu Liang's upright figure, he jumped on the chair like a spring, and kissed Wu Liang. Wu Liang was a little embarrassed, and first nodded calmly, but he was afraid that Zhou Xiangwan would not see him. , Standing on tiptoe, a head with a fluffy hat popped out, jumped over the heavy men, and waved heavily at Zhou Xiangwan.

After Zhou Xiangwan found Wu Liang, his eyes lingered on him all the time. Looking at Wu Liang, he smiled and replied, "Grandfather, there is nothing to be angry about. Wu Liang will definitely win."

Belev exhaled a puff of smoke like a big brother, and said indifferently: "Hehe."

Zhou Xiangwan: "Hee hee."

Belev said: "You let the so-called love blind your eyes."

Zhou Xiangwan asked strangely, "You mean yourself?"

Belev: "..."

Zhou Xiangwan smelled the smoke, wrinkled his nose, raised his hand and slapped the cigar off, saying: "High blood pressure, smoke a fart! No smoking!"

Belev: "..."

Belev felt that Zhou Xiangwan had changed.

Since his daughter passed away, their grandparents and grandchildren almost couldn't see each other.At that time, Zhou Xiangwan was rebellious and extreme. He hated the Zhou family and the Vladimir family. He was no longer as clingy to him as he was when he was a child. Similarly, when he saw Zhou Xiangwan's face, he would think of his daughter and deliberately avoided it. , no longer controlling him in everything, but just pouring a lot of money into Zhou Xiangwan's account every month, hoping to attract his attention.The relationship between the grandparent and grandson became more and more distant, until Zhou Xiangwan came back for the New Year this time, and it was a sticky lump of sweet and cute big delicate flowers. Belev was relieved and worried. He didn't know who changed him, but It definitely can't be that love liar named Wu Liang who likes to wear women's clothes!

If Belev had never tolerated Zhou Xiangwan falling in love with a man in the past, but after going through this, he only wanted him to be happy.He knew that Zhou Xiangwan never cared what others thought of him, his appearance, personality, and even sexuality, he lived an extremely flamboyant life, judging by his clinginess to that old pervert, he would definitely come out publicly in the future.Therefore, in order to show the family's support for Zhou Xiangwan's sexual orientation as a man, and to broaden Zhou Xiangwan's horizons in finding a boyfriend, Belev made a big fuss and held a competition to recruit relatives - the host Qian Meng.

Qian Meng coughed, his demeanor was like that of a comedian who had just graduated from the Deyun Club, speaking in a Beijing accent, and simultaneously translated Russian and English through the loudspeaker: "The theme of this field competition is: fight and you're done! "

The most amazing thing is that the fighting meeting held by Belev actually had a fictitious story background: "There is a bear who snatched our young master Zhou's golden apple and is now wandering in the snow-covered needle forest. Fight a fight, and the top ten people who rush out of the gate first will get a map for finding golden apples and a shotgun for hunting bears. The whole game will be monitored by drones, and those who violate the rules will be buried."

"Angel Manor's [-]th Field Competition is starting now!"