Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

Mei Jing was stunned for a moment. "A TV station? What TV station would invite me to participate in their program? Aren't you afraid I'll ruin it?"

The coach's voice came from the other end of the phone: "This invitation is because of what happened between you and Du Liangchen some time ago. The TV station wants to ride the wave of your popularity."

Mei Jing exclaimed in surprise: "Coach! Does this mean the team is going to abandon the two of us?"

"Don't talk nonsense. This is the result of the team's discussion. You guys are the pillars of the team now. Even if you want to retire, we will stop you."

"The goal this time is for you two to promote figure skating. Of course, whether you go or not is up to you two."

Mei Jing neither agreed nor disagreed. He wanted to refuse outright when the coach said the decision was his, but he hesitated after hearing the team's opinion.

You should know that the "life and death" power over these athletes is in the hands of the coaches.

Who doesn't have selfish motives?

The coach on the other end of the phone didn't hear a reply for a long time. Knowing that Mei Jing was undecided and had a lot of things to do, he said, "Think about whether you want to go or not, and let me know tomorrow."

Mei Jing said in a low voice, "Okay, Coach."

The phone kept ringing with dial tone, and Mei Jing stared at her phone with a somber expression.

Having not seen Mei Jing return for a long time, Fu Nanchu couldn't help but come looking for him. Because Mei Jing's back was turned, he couldn't see Mei Jing's face, but he could clearly sense that Mei Jing was in a bad mood. Instead of rushing forward, he called out, "Xiao Jing!"

Mei Jing: "I'm here!"

The midday sun was scorching hot, but it shone warmly on Du Liangchen through the car window.

After eating, Du Liangchen started to feel sleepy and sat in the car with his eyes closed, dozing off.

The driver glanced at the boy in the back seat through the rearview mirror. He was wearing a blue and white school uniform, with a straight nose, thin lips, and an extremely well-defined jawline. His peach blossom eyes, half-hidden by wisps of hair on his forehead, were now slightly lowered, and his thick eyelashes left a faint shadow under his eyes.

The pale golden sunlight fell perfectly on the boy's smooth, delicate face. His vibrant youthful energy was somewhat suppressed by the untamed, powerful aura emanating from him.

The driver couldn't help but sigh to himself, "This kid is so good-looking! Much better-looking than on TV. If I had looks like that, why would I bother with all that training and competitions? I'd definitely go into the entertainment industry and make a name for myself."

"呲-"

The driver was filled with envy and jealousy, and almost missed the destination. He slammed on the brakes, and the car shook violently due to inertia.

Du Liangchen leaned forward, waking him up from his sleep.

I glanced outside and realized I was in my neighborhood. I got out of the car with my bag, and didn't forget to thank the driver, "Thank you, sir, drive carefully!"

Then he slammed the car door shut and headed towards the residential area.

"I love taking a bath, it makes my skin feel so good... rub rub rub!" Suddenly his phone rang. Du Liangchen took his phone out of his shirt pocket. The phone had the words "Uncle" written on it. He answered the call directly.

She said in a light and cheerful tone, "Hey? Uncle, did you miss me?"

"I really have thought about it!"

Just as Du Liangchen's lips were about to curl into a smile, he heard his uncle's next words, and his lips instantly drooped back.

I miss your grandma's cooking.

Du Liangchen scoffed, "Grandma cooks for me every day, what a pity! You never get to eat it."

"How about... we video chat after dinner and I see what delicious food Grandma has prepared for me?"