By the time Yu Nian entered the Longboard Downhill Association again, Wu Zheng had already obediently given up the only rocking chair in the office for Yu Nian to sit on.
He was sent by Wu Qian to buy high-priced dog food from a pet shop on the street, and was feeding the abandoned golden retriever Chuan Chuan with a dog bowl.
The little golden retriever was wagging its tail, burying its head in the dog bowl and eating happily.
"A dog relies on human strength..." Wu Zheng muttered quietly and rolled his eyes.
Next to him, a group of men nervously surrounded this young man, who in their eyes was extremely beautiful.
Wu Qian stared at Yu Nian's face and felt a little guilty in his heart.
Could it be just a coincidence and I admitted my mistake?
Looking like this, no matter how you look at it, it would be more suitable to be a star on TV.
After coughing, Wu Qian asked: "Um, do you want to join the association?"
Yu Nian raised his eyes and looked at everyone.
Just as he walked out of the street and was waiting for the bus, he saw this group of people rushing out of the streets and alleys and surrounding him.
Passers-by were frightened and almost called the police when they saw a slim and beautiful young man surrounded by such a group of big men.
Yu Nian glanced at him: "I want to use Fang Shoushan."
Wu Qian understood what he meant, he didn't want to join the association, he just wanted to use Fang Shoushan for training.
Because Fang Shoushan was only open to members, he reluctantly wanted to join the association.
What does this mean? It means that Yu Nian is not trying to be cool as his brother thinks at all, but he really wants to train!
Wu Qian suppressed his excitement and said: "Fang Shoushan is open to association members. To join the association, you need-"
"Do you need to make a contribution?" Yu Nian took over his words.
Wu Qian was stunned for a moment.
Yu Nian blinked and asked slowly: "Financial support? Development and construction?"
Instantly realizing what a bad impression his brother had left on others, Wu Qian grinded his teeth and glared at Wu Zheng who was feeding the dog.
Wu Zheng shrank his neck, wanting to cry but without tears.
Come on, are you so vindictive?
Wu Qian smiled and waved his hand: "No, no, no, our association has funding sources and allocations from above. Well, to join the association, your strength needs to be certified."
His tone became more serious, "I saw your application form. Have you never won an award before?"
Yu Nian replied: "I have never participated in a competition."
"Not once?"
"No."
After everyone heard this, they looked at each other.
I haven't even participated in a formal competition.
Wu Qian: "Then why do you suddenly want to use Fang Shoushan? Fang Shoushan is the most difficult mountain for downhill climbing in S City."
"Training." Yu Nian looked at him.
"Training for what?" Wu Qian's voice was a little anxious.
"For Tianmen Mountain, Tianmen Mountain, and the Way to Heaven."
There was silence in the association office.
Wu Qian heard his heart beating like a drum.
He tried to keep his voice calm: "You may not know that there are limits on the number of people and places to participate in the Tianmen Mountain Open, and certain screening will be done for applicants."
"If you don't have proof of past results, you will be screened out during the registration screening stage."
Yu Nian waited for his next words.
"And our association has three quotas for the competition." Wu Qian stood up and his expression became serious, "If you want to participate, prove to me that you have the ability to get the quota."
Yu Nian's palm fell on the long board he had placed beside him.
His fingers traced the "x1207" number engraved on the outside of the longboard.
"Fang Shoushan." Yu Nian stared at him before meeting Wu.
Wu Qian nodded: "No problem."
Fang Shoushan.
Yu Nian opened and clenched his fingers several times.
Everyone followed his movements and focused their attention on his slender white fingers.
Those are a pair of hands that should be jumping on the piano keys, but at this time, the hands are tightly wrapped in gloves.
Yu Nian fastened his gloves and put on his helmet.
He has completed two-thirds of the course study in the system space, and now he urgently needs a higher and more dangerous mountain to verify his learning results.
He put down the longboard and said in a calm voice: "There are three places, I want one."
As he spoke, he slid down the road without hesitation, bringing up a strong gust of wind.
The mountain has been abandoned for many years, with weeds growing on both sides of the road.
Traces of the load-bearing past can be seen on the road surface, and grass grows tenaciously between the cracks in the cement road that were pressed by trucks.
Yu Nian squatted to suppress the wind and reduce the area affected by the wind. He felt that the hamstring muscles of his front legs were being tightened, which told him that his center of gravity was fixed.
Wind resistance is decreasing and stability is increasing.
"Beautiful!" Wu Qian nodded.
From Yu Nian's initial posture, he was sure that this was the young man he had glimpsed at Wenxi Mountain.
Next to him, Wu Zheng was still a little unconvinced after being scolded by Wu Qian. He muttered and asked, "Is he really the big boss you are talking about? Don't be fake."
"Shut up, you know nothing!" This time it was not his brother who scolded him, other association members also glared at him.
Wu Zheng: "..."
Yu Nian has repeated this posture of suppressing the wind countless times, and it has become clear in his mind and has become an instinct in his body.
When his familiarity with the wind-pressing posture reaches its peak, he can seamlessly transition from this state to the sliding posture and the pressure-turning posture when cornering.
The members of the association paid full attention. When they saw Yu Nian's slide, they were surprised and said: "His board control ability!"
When Yu Nian walked on the board, the board swayed leisurely under his feet, but he felt as if he was walking on flat ground, and his body was not affected by the shaking of the board at all.
Wu Qian clenched his palms: "It is absolutely confident in grasping the center of gravity."
With excellent control of the center of gravity and strong board control ability, he already has the qualities that a downhiller should have.
This section of the road passes in an instant, and there is a curve not far ahead.
The coach's voice in the system space seemed to echo in Yu Nian's ears again.
"Front foot, front foot, the center of gravity of all slides is on the front foot."
"Always look forward, that is your road, your direction, the scenery on both sides of the road does not belong to you!"
"Is this your limit? Is this your limit? Answer me!"
No, this is not it.
This is not my limit.
My limit is far from here.
In Tianmen Mountain, the ladder to heaven has ninety-nine turns.
Yu Nian uses his center of gravity and thighs to control the board. When the board is perpendicular to the person, he squats low and presses the board with explosive force at the critical point of changing direction.
Everyone's eyelids jumped when they saw it.
If you don't have solid basic skills and strong board control capabilities, it's easy to make yourself fly by doing this.
Yu Nian maintained his own rhythm and broke out the pressure plate again at another critical point of reversal.
"We're about to turn a corner!" Everyone held their breath.
With the curve right in front of him, Yu Nian moved his hands back and cooperated with the micro-manipulation of his feet. He still did not change his slide trajectory at such a high speed.
The speed slows down slightly when cornering, a beautiful drift.
…
At the finish line, Yu Nian took off his helmet.
Wu Qian hugged him and patted his shoulder: "Congratulations on joining our Mayor's Downhill Downhill Association."
"And, congratulations on qualifying for the Tianmenshan Longboard Downhill Open."
With what he just showed, there is no doubt that Yu Nian's strength can rank among the top three in the association. This qualification is given to him, and no one else has any objections.
Everyone holds vague expectations, hoping that this new blood can bring surprises.
After returning to the association.
Wu Qian quickly uploaded Yu Nian's identity information to the system, bound his ID number, and issued him an identity badge as an association member.
"Your identity information is being verified. Once passed, I will arrange for you to register for the Tianmen Mountain Competition."
"Thanks."
Hearing Yu Nian's thanks, Wu Qian shook his head and touched his arm: "There is still a month until the competition, so let's come over to train together starting tomorrow."
So from the next day, Yu Nian continued to study courses in the system space at night, and came to Fang Shoushan to train with the association members during the day.
The group of people in the Downhill Association are as excited as they are. They are all gearing up and training with high enthusiasm, hoping to catch up with this newcomer.
But they soon gave up this idea, and everyone looked at Yu Nian with more and more amazement.
It turns out that the first test at Fang Shoushan is far from his end. Yu Nian's level and ability are improving every day. This speed of progress makes people wonder where his upper limit is.
Everyone watched his progress and couldn't help but fantasize.
Maybe... under the heavy siege of Europeans and Americans, can he really achieve a breakthrough of 0 and win a medal for his country?
Only Wu Qian saw some clues. Yu Nian's skills were not great, but his physical strength was a big problem.
Whether Wen Xishan or Fang Shoushan, their total length is limited and far from reaching their physical limits, so their performance is flawless.
However, the Tianmen Mountain Tongtian Avenue, in addition to technique, is also a severe test for physical strength.
Wu Qian was determined to help Yu Nian make up for his shortcomings in this area, but the competition was approaching. At this time, if he rashly adjusted his technical training and focused on physical training, he might lose more than he gained.
He could only add some physical exercise in addition to Yu Nian's training.
January goes by in a blink of an eye.
In the past month, Deng Jingwei would come over to pick up Yu Nian when he had time.
The guys in the association who didn't care about the entertainment industry didn't know that Yu Nian was an artist. They just thought that Deng Jingwei was a relative or friend who came to pick him up.
Deng Jingwei also became familiar with them over time.
He kept Yu Nian's hobby secret and did not tell anyone.
I know my artist is good at longboarding, but I have no idea how good he is.
At the end of the day's training, when he came to pick up Yu Nian, Yu Nian told him that he was going to Hunan Province with the association.
"Why are you going to Hunan Province?" Deng Jingwei looked confused.
"Contest."
Deng Jingwei: "?" slowly typed a question mark.
Wu Qian on the side told everyone: "Our training has come to an end. Let's have a good rest and relax after we go back today. Tomorrow we will leave for Hunan Province."
Thinking of a suitable way to relax, Yu Nian said to Deng Jingwei, who had not yet recovered, "I will go to Wenxi Mountain to paint in a while."
His painting skills had earlier been spread around Wenxi Mountain through a local Weibo post. Many people had come to squat with him. It happened that Yu Nian was transferred to Fang Shoushan for training, and those who came to squat with him could only miss him.
The limelight has almost passed by now.
When he came back here again after a month, the pancake seller's eyes lit up when he saw him: "Hey, long time no see. Why haven't you been here lately?"
Yu Nian put on his hat and glasses and told him: "I've been busy lately."
My uncle's daughter, who is in kindergarten, has a day off today. She came over to play with her father and saw Yu Nian saying hello sweetly.
Yu Nianzhao just closes the stall after finishing a stack of drawing paper, but today is not a holiday, and there are few tourists in Wenxi Mountain.
It was getting dark and no one was there, but he still had a piece of drawing paper left.
The street lights turned on one after another.
Yu Nian looked up and saw a man waiting for a bus standing not far away.
He has a handsome profile, with broken hair hanging down from his forehead, making the bridge of his nose high. There is a camera hanging around his neck, his back is straight, and he is looking down at the photos on the screen slightly.
A few passers-by around him couldn't help but look at him again and again.
So Yu Nian used this last piece of paper to draw the man under the street lamp in the night.
The man in the painting is young and handsome, with indifferent eyebrows.
As soon as he finished painting, Deng Jingwei came over on a small electric donkey to pick him up.
Yu Nian took off the thumbtacks, packed up the easel and put the things in the front seat of the eDonkey.
When Deng Jingwei asked him to sit down, Yu Nian walked to the pancake stall, squatted down and patted the little head of the pancake uncle's daughter, pointed to the person under the streetlight and asked: "Can you help me give this painting to that person?"
"
The little girl nodded heavily, stood up on her tiptoes and kissed Yu Nian, and said with a smile, "Okay!"
Yu Nian smiled and got on Deng Jingwei's electric donkey.
"Sit tight! Buzz~buzz~" Deng Jingwei exaggeratedly simulated the sound of a motorcycle starting up, and drove Yu Nian away.
Meng Chaochuan was looking at the photos in the camera. On the winding road of Wenxi Mountain, there was no figure of the long board among the crape myrtle flowers.
Maybe it’s time to look elsewhere for ideas.
He felt something tugging at the corner of his clothes. He lowered his head and saw a little girl tugging at the corner of his clothes.
"What's wrong?" He lowered his body and asked in a magnetic voice.
The little girl handed the painting to him: "My brother gave it to you!"
Meng Chaochuan took the painting and saw himself painted on it.
He turned around in surprise, only to see the pancake seller busy preparing to close the stall, and the shop selling herbal tea and ice cream nearby also closed its rolling shutter door.
He asked the little girl: "Who gave it to me?"
The little girl made a face: "Brother who paints, he can also skate longboard!"
After saying that, he jumped away.
Meng Chaochuan looked at her moving lips and tightened his fingers. He heard the little girl's voice clearly, but he didn't know what she said.
Painting...
What are you drawing?
More than ten years ago.
"What does hard of hearing mean? Does it mean my son is deaf?"
"No, his hearing is normal and he can hear sounds completely."
"Then why-"
"To put it bluntly, he cannot distinguish between language resolution and pure loudness." The doctor looked at Meng's mother and said in a different way, "Madam, have you ever studied French?"
"……No."
A string of fluent French flowed out of the doctor's mouth.
Mother Meng pursed her lips and looked at him, as if she understood something.
The doctor switched back to Chinese: "You heard my voice clearly, but you didn't understand what I said."
"It's not that I can't hear, it's that I don't understand."