Capítulo 1417: Chapter 786: Snow Day Fun (Part 2)
Wang Yong: “At that ti, Wu Yunzhi glared at Cui Yu, and Cui Yu said his gaze was like a widow abandoned by Wang Mazi in the village, so Wu Yunzhi imdiately stopped looking.”
Lin Zida laughed.
Yang Qian listened to their conversation, and didn’t understand.
Whenever Wang Yong spoke, he occasionally glanced at Yang Qian, thinking she looked quite nice, seed to be wearing makeup, but is unaware she’s a college student.
Zhuang Jianhui, having weathered storms, was quite calm now: “He’ll have a good ti in the future.”
No matter how powerful his family is, they can’t crush or cripple Wu Yunzhi under everyone’s watch.
But, like this, slowly cutting off everything he relies on, watching him fall into despair, is also a kind of cruelty.
After talking about Wu Yunzhi for a while, Wang Yong asked: “Brother Hui, you’re not going back to Fourth Middle School this sester, right?”
Zhuang Jianhui: “No, it’s almost the end of term next week.”
Initially, Yang Qian had a good impression of Wang Yong; he had arrived at the river dam in an Audi A6.
But gradually, she began to dislike Wang Yong; his constantly ingratiating attitude towards Zhuang Jianhui swiftly revealed the hierarchy between them, and his incessant chatter disrupted her conversation with Zhuang Jianhui.
At this mont, Jiang Ning and Tan iling passed by, and the originally absent-minded Yang Qian suddenly spotted the girl wearing stockings, her expression clearly stunned, and she took a careful second look.
Yang Qian mused: ‘Really flashy attire.’
Finding a sloping snow hill, Xue Yuantong positioned the tire: “Take off!”
Then she sat on the tire, lowered her view, looking down the thirty-ter-long slope, and silently stood up again.
Tan iling ca to the river dam to join the fun with her mom and sister; she couldn’t stay with her family for long, coincidentally ran into her classmates, and chose to team up with Jiang Ning and the others to play.
Tan iling was puzzled: “Why aren’t you sliding?”
Xue Yuantong: “I’m adjusting the tire.”
“??” Tan iling didn’t understand but thought it sounded sophisticated.
After a while, Xue Yuantong was still adjusting, and while doing so, she told Tan iling: “You really know how to dress, unlike , who only wears cotton jackets.”
Compared to the flamboyant Tan iling, Xue Yuantong’s fashion sense was more rustic, always in little cotton jackets.
Tan iling laughed brightly, who doesn’t love to hear complints, especially from the top student.
“If you want to look better, I can help you pick out so outfits later.” Tan iling said generously, “But, you know, fashion is one thing; the most important thing is one’s deanor.”
Xue Yuantong was curious: “How so?”
Tan iling said: “No matter how stylish the outfits, if worn by soone with poor posture, they won’t look good, like a hunchback, and so on.”
Xue Yuantong imdiately straightened her chest and lifted her head: “Indeed.”
Seeing her so willing to listen, Tan iling’s vanity was sowhat satisfied; in her class 9, teachers often praised Xue Yuantong’s genius level, who wouldn’t want to associate with a top student?
“The most important thing is deanor; if a girl is publicly recognized as beautiful, her deanor must be good!” Tan iling emphasized repeatedly.
“Calm in the face of honor and disgrace.” Tan iling said, “I can teach you this, I’m quite good at it.”
After chatting for a while, Tan iling noticed she was still adjusting, so she asked: “Ready yet, let try?”
Xue Yuantong imdiately agreed.
Tan iling sat on the tire, facing the steep slope head-on, and couldn’t help but feel nervous.
Due to geographical reasons, Hui Province doesn’t have ski resorts; most people have never experienced skiing, although what’s being played now doesn’t quite count as skiing.
Xue Yuantong: “Are you ready, iling?”
Tan iling: “Ready, go ahead and push!”
Xue Yuantong gave a push, and the tire shot forward, swiftly gliding down the slope with a “whoosh,” all Tan iling felt was an increasing speed, the wind whistling past her ears, bringing a biting chill.
“Ahhhh!” Tan iling felt out of control, and she scread: “Stop it now!”
She called out to heaven and earth, but neither helped.
In fear, she suddenly kicked her legs, launching herself out from the tire, and under the influence of inertia, ran rapidly and ended up plunging headfirst into a pile of dead grass.
People walking their dogs on the dam laughed until they bent over.
After a while, Tan iling erged on top of the river dam, her head a ss of white snow, looking very disheveled.
A single sledding session had directly ruined her grace.
Tan iling awkwardly said: “Why aren’t you skiing?”
Jiang Ning: “I was just watching you ski, not bad, you’re really fast.”
…
Wang Yong finished talking about the Four Middle School days, and Lin Zida went to find Jiang Ning to borrow skiing equipnt.
Zhuang Jianhui walked eastward, the snow and ice beneath his feet making a “squeak” sound, chatting intermittently with Wang Yong.
Yang Qian looked down at the crowd below and said: “Just now, Yuzhou’s official dia published an article claiming the river dam to be the mini ‘Ice City’.”
“How can it compare? The real skiers would definitely go to Ice City. We’re just playing for fun here,” Wang Yong said.
Yang Qian said: “Yeah, but the threshold for skiing is high; the gear is expensive, and you need to hire a coach.”
Wang Yong, whose family is quite well-off and has proper skiing experience, said: “The gear is actually okay; I bought a set of ski clothes, ski boots, gloves, and everything for less than three thousand yuan.”
“As for the skis, you can borrow them from the resort,” Wang Yong said slowly, “Of course, that’s the basic gear. Brother Hui, you have several full-carbon skis, right?”
Zhuang Jianhui: “Yeah, but honestly, it’s unnecessary.”
He is naturally gifted, mastering dunking as a teenager, with physical fitness and coordination that are comndable. People like him don’t face much difficulty in any sport they try.
Yang Qian silently noted down the full-carbon skis.
She said: “The cost of entry-level equipnt alone makes it a sport that’s not for everyone.”
Zhuang Jianhui pointed out: “The gear is fine, but skiing is exhausting for people; it’s too easy to fracture bones. The cost of bone plates, surgery, hospitalization, missed work… these are the real issues.”
Having experienced a fracture himself, he deeply understood how tornting it could be.
Because of the dangers involved in skiing, Zhuang Jianhui stayed clear of the sport.
They strolled to the east and saw Lin Zida dragging a tire, struggling to climb up.
Xue Yuantong and Chuchu were sharing a mat, and Jiang Ning stood guard at the bottom of the river dam because Tongtong claid she would crash into trees.
Jiang Ning stood in the snow, Zhuang Jianhui said: “I wonder if Jiang Ning can ski, he seems to be quite good at sports.”
Yang Qian looked on and said: “Doesn’t seem like he can.”
Zhuang Jianhui was much friendlier than usual: “If he’s interested, I have two sets of unused equipnt that I could give him.”
…
After skiing all morning, Xue Yuantong and Tan iling parted ways and took Jiang Ning and Chuchu ho.
As for the tire and mat, they returned them to Dongdong.
Through ice and snow, they entered the house, greeted by a fragrant aroma.
She hopped and skipped to the kitchen, her mother was cooking, she sniffed the air with her little nose and imdiately announced the dishes: “Braised ribs with dried green beans, and there are pancakes too, right!”
Xue Yuantong swallowed saliva.
Aunt Gu glanced at her daughter, seeing her red cheeks and sweaty forehead, couldn’t help but grumble: “Where did you go crazy, getting so tired? Quickly wipe your face!”
Xue Yuantong proudly said: “I went skiing! Skiing really fast!”
Upon hearing this, Aunt Gu checked her clothes, which were quite clean, finding no mud or water, confirming her daughter hadn’t fallen.
“You went skiing? Reckless bravery,” though grumbling, Aunt Gu skillfully scooped a small rib from the pot and handed it to her daughter: “Try if it’s salty enough.”
Xue Yuantong hurriedly caught it with her hand, the hot rib danced in her palm, eventually being captured with her mouth.
“It’s salty, it’s salty, so tasty!” Xue Yuantong said silly, Mom’s cooking is always delicious.
Jiang Ning walked in from outside, Aunt Gu saw him, and picked a piece for him too.
Xue Yuantong quickly fetched a stool, sitting down with Jiang Ning.
She said, eyeing the ribs, leaning closer, blinking: “Jiang Ning, let’s play a ga.”
Jiang Ning: “You better think carefully, I’m really good at gas, and even if I lose, I’m not giving you my ribs.”
Saying this, he stuffed the ribs into his mouth.
Jiang Ning asked: “Still want to play?”
Xue Yuantong’s face fell: “Not playing anymore.”
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