The hottest time of the year has passed, and the heat is still lingering. The air conditioner in the office of the S City Downhill Association has been set to 26 degrees, blowing out a cool breeze slowly.
Everyone in the association surrounded Yu Nian. The golden retriever Chuan Chuan, who had been petted by Yu Nian, had grown a lot. It waggled its tail and pushed into the crowd. It rubbed against Yu Nian's legs and raised its paws to scratch his trouser legs.
, kept humming.
Wu Zheng looked at it and was dissatisfied: "Silly dog, I feed you on weekdays, but you never kiss me."
Yu Nian touched the dog's head and put the medals and trophies on the table.
The magnificent scene of Tianmen Mountain was carved in relief on the golden medal, and everyone looked at it with mixed emotions.
A month ago, they only hoped to achieve a breakthrough with zero medals surrounded by Europeans and Americans. As long as they can get a bronze medal, it will be satisfying enough.
I really didn’t expect that Yu Nian would directly win the gold medal despite all the unfavorable factors.
Before the game, my flight was delayed due to heavy rain and I missed the test track. I was injured in the qualifying round and barely entered the final...
The scab on Yu Nian's wound has not yet fallen off, and now it is entangled on his thin and white wrist, making people vaguely feel how hard-won this medal is.
Wu Qian patted Yu Nian on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work. Let's relax for a while after the competition, and I won't drag you into training."
He paused and asked tentatively: "Do you have any plans to work in the association in the future? We have subsidies from the Sports Bureau here, and the salary is pretty good."
Deng Jingwei, who was next to him, had been on tenterhooks. Seeing that he was really starting to pull people in, he immediately replied loudly for Yu Nian: "No!"
His serious and nervous expression made Wu Qian stunned.
Deng Jingwei bit the bullet and explained: "Our family, Yu Nian, has his own work to be busy with."
Deng Jingwei felt guilty when he said this. He had been with Yu Nian for so long, and he was surprised that he didn't get a job. He was obviously going to be idle.
He thought that if he continued like this, Yu Nian would really not be able to remember his identity as an artist.
You can't do this, you have to cheer up and rise up.
Yu Nian glanced at Deng Jingwei, looked at Wu Qian and smiled: "If you need anything, come to me anytime."
…
The Downhill Association held a celebration banquet for Yu Nian, and he was given a few gulps of wine. When he returned to the apartment, Yu Nian's steps were still a little unsteady.
After not coming back for a while, there was a bit of dust in the house. Yu Nian forced himself to clean up briefly, poured some water into the cup, and walked to the potted orchids in the living room.
Pushing aside the yellow leaves, Yu Nian saw that this dead orchid had some buds sprouting from its roots, and it looked like it was about to come back to life.
He finished watering the water and just put down the water glass when he heard the doorbell ringing outside. It was the florist who came to deliver flowers.
When the flower delivery boy saw Yu Nian opening the door, he was a little surprised by the recipient's outstanding appearance. He calmed down and said, "Mr. Yu, right? This is the celebration bouquet that Mr. Deng Jingwei ordered for you."
The bouquets of flowers in his arms were of various colors and types, and they were tied up randomly.
Perhaps because he was afraid that Yu Nian would misunderstand, the flower delivery boy coughed lightly: "Mr. Deng personally tied the bouquet."
Yu Nian thanked him but did not comment on Deng Jingwei's aesthetics.
Putting the flowers on the coffee table, Yu Nian sat down on the sofa to rest.
The alcohol made him slightly dazed.
After a while, he called up the system and checked the rewards for this Tianmen Mountain mission.
A translucent system panel appeared in front of him, and several lines of large characters appeared one by one.
[Task 2 completed, rewards are being settled. Reward: Lifting of shackles - painting]
[The task has been exceeded and the rewards are being settled. Rewards: experience courses for any project; lifting of shackles - dance]
The mission is to get to the top three in the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open. The previous reward was given out before the mission started as a benefit for accepting the mission for the first time.
As for the two extra rewards, they were due to winning the championship, and the system judged that the task was exceeded.
Yu Nian asked: "What does any project experience course mean?"
[The host can specify any project and perform deep learning in the system space]
The system gave an explanation.
I'm not limited to extreme sports anymore.
After understanding this, Yu Nian felt another reward, which was another layer of shackles that was lifted after painting.
Affected by the plot of the book, his artistic achievements and talents were imprisoned one by one. The existence of the system can help him break these imprisonments.
Yu Nian's eyes fell on the word "dance".
Another layer of shackles fell off the body, and at the same time, there seemed to be some additional changes.
After moving his body, Yu Nian found that his flexibility had improved.
The range of motion of the joints, the elasticity and stretchability of the ligaments across the joints, and tendons and muscles are all enhanced.
He was still a little drunk, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at Deng Jingwei's bouquet of nondescript flowers.
Among the double lilies and platycodon, Yu Nian pulled out a fresh red rose still stained with dew.
His mind flashed to "Soul of the Rose," a ballet choreographed by Mikhail Fokine.
Yu Nian, a little tipsy, stood up, stood on tiptoes, and stretched his arms.
"The Soul of the Rose" is a dance between a girl and rose essence in her dream. When the girl returned home from the dance and lay on a chair and fell asleep soundly, the rose sent by her suitor fell to the ground in her hand, and the rose essence fell to the ground.
Appeared.
The flower essence danced around her, emotional and intoxicating.
It is rare to see wonderful male solo dances in classical ballet, which prefers light and soft female dancers. Male dancers often play the role of support and foil.
But "The Soul of the Rose" is a short and concise neoclassical ballet, but it is a rare stage for male dancers.
Yu Nian walked around the small living room, surrounded by the invisible girl, in the faint sunlight remaining in the living room as the sun set.
This is what Deng Jingwei saw when he opened the door and walked in with his document bag under his arm.
He opened his mouth wide and saw that Yu Nian's figure was very beautiful in the sunset light. The swirling, steady and brisk dance steps were lingering, passionate and unrestrained, as if he was dancing with an enamored lover.
The light and dreamy dance, the heart full of strong love, makes people unable to recover.
When those eyes full of love glanced over, the document bag in Deng Jingwei's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
Oops, I can't stand it.
Yu Nian stopped, glanced at him, and panted slightly.
Deng Jingwei saw that the entire tail of his artist's eyes was dyed red, his eyes were very bright, and the small mole at the tail of his eyes made people feel trance-like.
He had never seen Yu Nian look like this.
Lively and soul-stirring. He is completely different from the Yu Nian who chases speed when playing longboard.
This! Who can make people laugh by saying that Yu Nian dances stiffly?
Rumors have misled me.
Deng Jingwei was in a trance, keeping his mouth half open as if he was in trance.
After confirming the flexibility and strength of his body, Yu Nian sat back on the sofa and poured himself a glass of water. He drank two sips slowly. Seeing Deng Jingwei still standing there stupidly, he asked, "What's the matter?"
Deng Jingwei's face turned red. After a long while, he bent down to pick up the dropped document bag and said in an erratic voice: "I took a job for you."
After this longboard competition, Deng Jingwei finally confirmed the athletic talent of his artist. He begged his grandfather and grandma to get this job, hoping that Yu Nian could take this opportunity to make a turnaround.
"What job?" Yu Nian asked.
Deng Jingwei opened the document bag he brought and took out the papers inside.
Yu Nian saw that the top page read: "The Boy Chasing Dreams" - a job invitation for the All-Star Games.
Deng Jingwei finally came out of his wandering state and introduced: "This is a variety show jointly launched by Chengzi Entertainment and the video platform. More than two hundred artists will be invited to participate, basically all trainees and newcomers.
artist."
"Although there are no big names here, there are quite a few popular people among the participants. Of course, this kind of variety show will definitely have a few main actors to support, like Ji Yuheng, the company takes it seriously, and the camera will definitely be indispensable
of."
"Anyway, just try to shine in the past. If you can get one more shot, what if we turn over?"
Having said that, Deng Jingwei added eagerly: "I spent a lot of effort to get this..."
The implication is that you must live up to your expectations.
Yu Nian: "I understand."
Deng Jingwei patted the document bag: "We have to go to the company tomorrow to confirm the specific projects."
Yu Nian nodded without any objection.
Deng Jingwei felt relieved. After holding it in for a long time, he finally couldn't help but said, "Are you really good at modern dance?"
Yu Nian glanced at him: "It's ballet."
Early the next morning, Deng Jingwei came to take Yu Nian to the company.
Assistant Liu Chuan glanced at the two of them, his eyes falling on Yu Nian's face: "Hey, long time no see."
"Xiao Deng, you took this opportunity to defeat the boss - what do you look at me like? Okay, okay, brother Liu Chuan is here in the A8 conference room on the second floor."
In the a8 conference room of Chengzi Entertainment, the production team of "The Boy Who Chased the Dream" and several provincial team coaches were having a meeting.
Liu Chuan and several established brokers who have some influence in the company are also there.
In this All-Star Games, there are more than 200 stars participating in many competitions. Track and field events such as 50 meters and 100 meters are not bad. Who has never run in school? The threshold is low, and you can compete.
However, the threshold for events such as archery and rhythmic gymnastics is much higher, and participating artists are required to train for at least half a month before competing, otherwise it would be a joke if they take the stage.
At this time, the first batch of artists have been training with the coaches for half a month, and everyone is having a meeting based on the results of this half month's training.
It was said that the meeting was held to discuss the training results, and the main purpose was to hope that these coaches could cooperate with the program team and the company's publicity strategy.
The assistant director opened the ppt, and on the first page was the figure of a young man pulling a bow.
In the photo, he has a slender figure, handsome features, and his eyes are particularly focused on the target in front of him. It is Liu Chuan's newly signed Ji Yuheng, a newcomer that the company values very much.
"Here, Coach Gong." The assistant director looked at the invited coach of the provincial archery team, "How is this young man doing in your training?"
Coach Gong glanced at the screen and said in a neither salty nor cool voice: "That's it, better than others."
"That's good! That's good!" The assistant director laughed twice, glanced at Liu Chuan, and asked, "Then when you see him, can you praise Yu Heng and talk about his competitive spirit and archery?"
What a talent—"
"You have such a bad competitive spirit and archery talent," the coach interrupted him directly, "The kids in our team all shoot at a 70-meter target. If we follow this standard, this Ji Yuheng might not even be able to hit the target.
Can’t pull it open!”
"The 15-meter target you use for the competition is just a game. The kids in the hobby class at the archery studio are better than him. You want me to boast that he is a good shooter and has talent. Isn't this an insult to the sport of archery?"
Liu Chuan was a little dissatisfied when he saw the archery coach belittling Ji Yuheng so much: "Coach, these players are not professional athletes. What we do is a variety show to exert our star effect and drive others to understand this project and exercise. The original intention is not the same."
Has it been achieved?"
Several coaches present accepted the invitation after they recognized this.
Nowadays, entertainment is paramount, so what can be interesting about a serious competition show? In the final analysis, they are just a variety show, and their publicity methods and marketing strategies are all based on the requirements of variety shows.
Liu Chuan thought about praising Ji Yuheng in this program and giving him the label of a sports boy and a high-quality idol. Who knew that this group of coaches were not knowledgeable at all and it was very difficult to communicate with him.
Coach Gong's face still looked unhappy: "The original intention is good, and it is a good thing to popularize the project, but you can't let me say such things that go against my will. People outside don't understand, and they think you have some archery genius in your program. I'm sorry for doing this to us."
Athletes who really train hard.”
Seeing that these two people were trying to quarrel, the assistant director quickly smoothed things over: "Coach, the popularity of this sports project has little to do with how much money our country invests and how much energy it spends on popularizing science. What matters is how many handsome guys this project produces."
many!"
He made a joke that he thought was humorous and appropriate.
Coach Gong's face turned pale and pale, and he sneered after a while: "Fuck you."
Assistant Director: "...?" No, why did the curse words pop up like this?
He didn't realize that his words had offended several coaches on the court.
To a certain extent, what he said does reflect some of the current situation.
But these coaches have watched the athletes on their team grow up, and watched them train hard through winter and summer. This simple sentence of judging based on appearance is absolutely insulting and taboo.
The rhythmic gymnastics coach next to him said: "It's okay for you to invite us over to train these children, but you can't say anything against your will to mislead the public."
The figure skating coach also nodded and said: "It's okay to have an attitude of just having fun, but you can't do it under the banner of a professional competition. This is really misleading."
There was some helplessness in his words: "I have been practicing with my team for half a month, but my posture on the ice is really...even if I just have fun, I can't play like this."
"Figure skating is a combination of technology and artistry. If you talk about these stars, they don't have many technical requirements, but their expressiveness is not good. What's the matter? The girls and boys of our provincial team are learning there in order to improve their expressiveness.
As for dancing, you can learn basic ballet, right?"
"You are said to be a star, but your limbs are so stiff and you can barely look at the postures that you have learned to dance with. How can you compete in the competition?"
Every word the coaches said to me was that they were dissatisfied with the training results.
The production team had a big head, and when they saw that the meeting was developing into a criticism-fighting style, they quickly stopped it.
The meeting ended and several provincial team coaches got up and left.
As soon as they went out, they saw Yu Nian and Deng Jingwei walking towards them, and they shook their heads again.
Look, all the children with tender skin and tender flesh are talking about competitive spirit.
When Yu Nian walked into the conference room, Liu Chuan was still angry at being criticized by these coaches. He glanced at him and smiled half-heartedly at Deng Jingwei: "Xiao Deng, you are so obsessed with Yu Nian, who did you ask for this from?"
Opportunity?"
Deng Jingwei laughed dryly.
Liu Chuan glanced at the directing team and flipped through the project book: "The project that Yu Nian will participate in has not yet been decided."
Deng Jingwei hurriedly said: "Brother Xiaochuan, I think there are several events in track and field that are very suitable -"
"Just figure skating."
Deng Jingwei's voice stopped suddenly.
Liu Chuan threw the project booklet on the table: "I think he is quite suitable."
"Report it."
Naturally, the production team would not make Liu Chuan unhappy because of such a trivial matter as dividing the project into different projects, so they immediately added Yu Nian's name to the figure skating project.
Seeing the list confirmed, Liu Chuan patted Deng Jingwei on the shoulder and walked out of the conference room.