Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

This year, a young player from Country M has been promoted and has emerged as a dark horse, dominating the competition.

The fact that Liu Yu and Wang Chenghao, both domestic competitors in the Grand Prix, failed to place in any events has left everyone pondering deeply.

Following the investigation, several people from the General Administration, from the director down to the staff, were taken away, causing widespread panic. The atmosphere within the leadership is extremely low, and the atmosphere within the coaching team is also quite delicate.

It took seven years for figure skating to go from being a runner-up to winning every award.

Seven years is a long time, long enough to forget that the country has always been a weak point in men's figure skating.

They attributed all the awards they won over the past seven years to the wise leadership of the General Administration of Sport and the scientific training of the coaching team, forgetting that all of this was earned through the athletes' talent and hard work.

It's absurd to ban top-tier athletes who haven't committed any serious offenses simply because of some online comments.

Fortunately, the General Administration of Sport conducted an investigation and discovered that several spies had infiltrated the team.

Over the years, for various reasons, some of the top-performing children in certain sports have been banned from competition, causing them psychological pressure, self-doubt, and ultimately leading them to retire and seek other opportunities.

Now that the truth is out, the head coach, who was in charge of each project, was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table.

Then, the thought of his proud student being banned from the competition flashed through his mind. His confident and energetic face slowly turned into one of shock and pain, then to pleading for him to continue the competition, and finally to calmly packing up and leaving. It felt like a huge boulder was pressing down on him, and every breath was painful. He sighed and shook his head.

The short track speed skating team coach is getting old and will retire next year. Hearing this news was such a blow that his blood pressure spiked and he fainted. He was taken to the hospital by ambulance.

It's like one problem after another. The Winter Olympics are just a few months away, and now this has happened. Isn't this just disrupting morale?

Therefore, this message can only be conveyed to them, and cannot be known to the athletes they are in charge of.

Du Langxing and Jiang Weijun have frequent contact because of their two children, so their relationship is better than that of other coaches.

After the meeting, the coaches walked out of the conference room.

Du Langxing slowly trailed behind the crowd; he had just been kept behind by the General Administration for a private conversation.

As soon as he got on the bus, his phone beeped. He took it out and saw that it was a message from Jiang Weijun.

She said she would treat him to dinner that evening. He replied "okay," started his car, and drove away.

The sky gradually turned red, staining the car windows crimson. Du Langxing held the steering wheel with one hand and fumbled for his sunglasses in the car with the other.

Putting on sunglasses to block out the glare, Du Langxing sighed and said, "The sunset travels a thousand miles, hmm~ looks like tomorrow will be another good day, but it's a pity that it's still pouring rain in the team area, I wonder when it will clear up?!"

The car drove into the parking lot of a restaurant called "Private Kitchen".

Dressed in trendy designer clothes and wearing sunglasses that covered most of his face, revealing only his delicate jawline, Du Langxing opened the car door, attracting the attention of many women.

He's in such great shape that you'd think he was a model at a nightclub; you'd never guess he's almost forty.

Du Langxing took out his phone and sent Jiang Weijun a message saying he had arrived. Less than ten seconds later, the other party replied with the number 201.

Led by staff, Du Langxing met Jiang Weijun.

"Brother Jiang, you're here so early. How long have you been waiting?"

"I just arrived too. Here, take a look at the menu and order whatever you want." Jiang Weijun gestured to the waiter to hand him the menu after he sat down.

Du Langxing didn't stand on ceremony. He took the order, looked at it, and then ordered two of his favorite dishes. He then handed the order to Jiang Weijun, saying, "I've ordered. You can finish the rest. Don't order too much, there aren't enough for just the two of us."

Jiang Weijun said with a smile, "It's not two, we can finish them."

Du Langxing frowned in confusion. "Wait, there's someone else? Who is it?"

Jiang Weijun saw two figures enter through the door and pointed, "Hey, they're here!"

Du Langxing turned his head and saw Du Liangchen and Mei Jing, and immediately understood. "When did you arrive? Why didn't you ask me to pick you up?"

Du Liangchen sat down in the chair next to Du Langxing. "I came straight here after I got off the high-speed rail. Didn't you say you had a meeting this afternoon? So I didn't tell you."

Mei Jing sat next to Du Liangchen and greeted him with a smile: "Director Du, Master."

Jiang Weijun pushed the menu aside. "Well, since we're here, let's order."

The four of them then ordered six dishes. The waiter went out and closed the door behind him, leaving the group staring at each other without saying a word.

Unable to bear the silence any longer, Du Liangchen broke the stillness first.

"Uncle, Director Jiang, did you invite Mei Jing and me to dinner today because you have something to say?"

Jiang Weijun glanced at Du Langxing, and their eyes met. "Then I'll say it for you?"

Du Langxing pursed his lips and nodded, "Okay, it's perfect that you tell me, it saves me the trouble of explaining."

Jiang Weijun: "I was planning to tell you after you finished eating, but since you asked, I'll tell you. Weren't you suspended for three months before?"

Du Liangchen and Mei Jing exchanged a glance, then turned to look at Jiang Weijun, waiting for him to continue, though they vaguely guessed what was going on.

Jiang Weijun stopped being coy and announced directly: "Here's what happened. The bureau said at today's meeting that your two suspensions have been lifted, and they want us to inform you two to come back for training so you can focus on the Winter Olympics next February."

"Ah! Really?"

"Master! Do you mean Chenchen and I can rejoin the team?"

Facing two pairs of bright, expectant eyes, Jiang Weijun smiled and nodded.

"Yes, your suspension has been lifted."

Du Liangchen and Mei Jing excitedly grabbed each other's hands and shouted with joy.

"Ahhh! Thank goodness, we're alright now."

"Yes, I heard that. We're alright now, we can go back to the field. Chenchen, I'm so happy!"

Seeing them both weep with joy, Du Langxing, unable to be sentimental himself, said regretfully, "What a pity~ It would have been better if it had happened sooner. Now the Grand Prix Final is over. You'll be missing two medals this season, it's not perfect~"

Click!Click!

The two, who had been excitedly jumping and celebrating, stopped abruptly, then heard the sound of their hearts breaking. Despairing, they turned to look at the culprit who had ruined the atmosphere.

Du Langxing received two pairs of utterly speechless dead fish eyes, shrugged with a smile, and then elegantly picked up his water glass and took a sip.

Du Liangchen gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, can't you not say those bad things when we're happy?"

Du Langxing replied indifferently, "Oh, did I upset you? Then I won't say anything."

Du Liangchen glared at him angrily, "But you've already finished speaking!"

Du Langxing continued to tease him, "Well, it's not my fault. You were the one who spoke too late. What could I do?"

"You, how old are you? Can't you be a little more mature?!"

"How do you know I'm not ripe? You already know how old I am, why are you asking?"

......

Jiang Weijun watched the uncle and nephew bickering and joking around, and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

Mei Jing wasn't much better off, but he didn't dare to laugh, afraid that Du Liangchen wouldn't let him into the room that night. He could only keep it to himself, almost causing him internal injuries.