Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

Wearing a purple-gold Coaster, Du Liangchen followed the volunteers' instructions and stepped onto the ice. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Although it wasn't his first time standing on the Winter Olympics stage, he was still nervous with excitement and anticipation.

I skated around on the ice to warm up my feet, then skated to the center point within the allotted time, ready to wait for the music to start.

The rhythmic music echoed throughout the venue.

Unlike the ancient-style and classical music used in the team competition, this time he used excerpts from two Yi ethnic songs, "Big Mountain" and "Don't Be Afraid".

Accompanied by music, Du Liangchen used graceful body language to interpret this sport that is both beautiful and cruel.

Many people in the audience had tears in their eyes. For some reason, they seemed to see countless young men and women in their prime in Du Liangchen's performance, unwilling to submit to the fate laid out for them from birth, struggling desperately to break free from the feudal ethics that had been in place for so long.

"Snap, snap, snap!!!"

As Du Liangchen completed his final move, applause erupted from the audience. The purple Gengar plush toy and bouquet were tossed into the ice rink in an arc.

Du Liangchen thanked the referee, bowed to the surroundings, and skated towards Du Langxing amidst his gratified and excited gaze, receiving a big hug in return.

"Well done! Well done!"

Du Langxing happily slapped Du Liangchen's back repeatedly, causing Du Liangchen to wince in pain, feeling as if he had suffered internal injuries.

Before she could catch her breath, he slapped her so hard she almost couldn't breathe. She pushed him away, gasping for air, and stammered, "Uncle, please be gentle. I almost died from your hand, not from falling on the ice. Look at all the sweat on me, don't you even mind?"

Du Langxing vigorously rubbed his head, "Pah, pah, pah~ What nonsense are you talking about? Can't you wish for yourself?" He looked at his wet hands with disgust and shook them off. After he put on his scabbard, he pushed him toward the waiting area, "Don't wait any longer, hurry up and check your scores."

Du Liangchen secretly rolled his eyes. Don't think he didn't see it; he secretly wiped the sweat from his hands onto his coat.

The video was quickly posted online, shattering the illusions netizens had of Du Langxing. They were surprised to see the mature, handsome, and wealthy Du Langxing being so childish, and they were also surprised to see such a cute side of Du Liangchen, who usually seemed like a robot.

The video quickly reached 10 billion views.

The scores are out.

Du Liangchen's performance skater scored 98.65 points, temporarily ranking first.

The competition is still ongoing, and half of the participants have already finished. It will soon be Mei Jing's turn to compete.

After the match, Du Liangchen stayed by Mei Jing's side, cheering him on.

To ensure the smooth running of the competition and prevent any mishaps, Mei Jing had to receive two injections to numb her foot, which is an irreversible injury for an athlete.

After Mei Jing injured his foot, Du Liangchen stayed by his side to accompany him during treatment and took him for follow-up examinations.

After realizing that Mei Jing really wanted to participate in the competition, Du Liangchen never tried to dissuade him from participating in the Winter Olympics. Instead, he quietly took care of him and helped him with his rehabilitation.

Du Liangchen put his hand on Mei Jing's shoulder and smiled to encourage him, "Don't be nervous, the coaches and I are waiting for you at the exit."

Mei Jing nodded, "Wait for me."

Du Liangchen: "Okay!"

Seeing him go on stage, Du Liangchen, dressed in his athlete's uniform, stood in front of the back-end display screen, his hands tightly gripping the jade pendant that Mei Jing had just taken off. He stared intently at Mei Jing gliding to the music on the screen, his heart filled with worry for his foot injury.

"Please, please bless Mei Jing so that the competition goes smoothly..."

When it came time for Mei Jing's first jump, Du Liangchen, who was watching the competition, became even more nervous. He didn't know why he had a bad feeling, but in order not to disturb the morale of the team, he could only digest it and try to suppress the panic in his heart.

"Pah~pah!"

The first jump was a mistake, but fortunately the rotation was complete, though there was a minor error on the landing.

A commotion arose from the audience seats.

On the ice rink, Mei Jing, who had failed to land properly, wanted to stand up and continue the game, but before she could get up, a sharp pain shot through her calf.

Worse still, he couldn't get up. The music continued, but no matter how hard he tried to stand, his legs wouldn't obey him. He pounded his fists on the ice, his whole body on the verge of losing control.

Realizing something was wrong with him, the coaching staff gripped the barrier tightly with their fingers.

"Clap!"

Backstage in front of the television, Du Liangchen's lips were tightly pressed together, his eyes were red-rimmed, and a tear slid down his cheek.

The unexpected still happened...

The match was paused, and the medical team carried a folding stretcher onto the ice to check on Mei Jing's condition.

When it was determined that he could not continue the competition, they wanted to carry him off the ice, but Mei Jing, who was too proud to admit his mistake, did not want to be carried off like that. So he insisted on walking off the ice by himself and was eventually helped off the ice by two medical staff members.

Jiang Weijun and Du Langxing immediately surrounded him, anxiously inquiring about his condition.

"Mei Jing, are you alright? Did you hurt your leg or did your old injury flare up again?"

"Come on, get on, I'll carry you."

Mei Jing held back her tears, but when she saw her familiar coach, she couldn't help but cry. "I'm sorry, I didn't finish the competition."

Du Langxing helped Mei Jing and dragged him onto Jiang Weijun's back. "Hey! Why are you saying all this now? Don't blame yourself. The most important thing is that you're alright, you know?"

Jiang Weijun carried him on his back and continued, "Coach Du is right. The Winter Olympics are held every four years, and you are the only one. You have many more opportunities to participate. If not this year, wait until your injury heals, and we'll come back in four years."

Backstage, Du Liangchen, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed up to Mei Jing with red and teary eyes.

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

Seeing Du Liangchen, who was clearly terrified but kept comforting him, Mei Jing raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes and forced a smile, "It's me who's in pain, not you, so why are you crying?"

Du Liangchen slapped his hand away, wiped his eyes a couple of times, and stubbornly said, "I feel sorry for you, no... No, who said I cried? I'm just yawning and sleepy."

After a preliminary examination by the team doctor, it was determined that Mei Jing had fractured a bone in her lower leg and needed to be taken to the hospital immediately.

Jiang Weijun took Mei Jing to the hospital in an ambulance, while Du Langxing stayed behind to accompany Liu Yu and Wang Chenghao to continue the competition.

Du Liangchen wanted to go, but Du Langxing forced him to stay, saying, "You have to wait for the final rankings. The top three in the short program will receive small medals. Your score is currently far ahead of the leader, you're guaranteed a spot in the top three, you can't go to the hospital!"

Mei Jing's fall and subsequent interruption of the match was broadcast live back to China. The topic of Mei Jing's accident dominated blogs, music videos, and other social media platforms, quickly trending on social media.

Within an hour, the videos on each platform garnered no less than 1 million views and generated over 2 million discussions.

The comments were mixed, with some expressing regret, some feeling sorry for the victim, and others criticizing the victim.

Seeing Mei Jing's high popularity, an insider revealed that Mei Jing was injured before the match and played with the injury, and even received a pain-relieving injection.

Mei Jing and the others didn't know what was going on online, but with information spreading so fast these days, they had guessed a bit about it.

We were immediately scheduled for a CT scan at the hospital, and the doctor is currently reviewing the CT report.

Mei Jing asked nervously, "Doctor, is my leg alright? Can I continue the competition?"

The doctor shook his head and said regretfully, "You have a minor fracture in your right shinbone. Although it's minor, it's still quite serious! Forget about competing, you're having trouble even walking. You'll need surgery to have steel pins inserted to fix it."

The doctor's words shattered Mei Jing's last hopes.

After exchanging a few words with the doctor, Jiang Weijun went out to call Mei Jing's parents; he needed to treat his leg injury as soon as possible.

Back at the venue, after Liu Yu and Wang Chenghao finished their competition, Du Liangchen originally planned to take them safely back to their accommodation to rest. So he and Du Langxing took a taxi to the hospital where Mei Jing was. However, Liu Yu and Wang Chenghao insisted on going with them to visit him.

So a group of people rushed to the hospital and went to the inpatient department according to the ward number sent by Jiang Weijun.

When Du Liangchen walked in and saw Mei Jing lying on the bed, pale and weak, his eyes instantly reddened and tears welled up. "Mei Jing, how are you? Does your body hurt? What did the doctor say about your leg?"

Wang Chenghao went around to the other side of the bed. "Brother Jing, Brother Jing, how are you? Does your foot still hurt?"

Liu Yu couldn't squeeze past Wang Chenghao, so she stood at the foot of the bed and asked, "Brother Jing, are you still feeling unwell? What did the doctor say?"

Mei Jing smiled and shook her head, "If you all ask me the same question, I won't know which one to answer."

He had just come off the operating table, and the anesthesia in his leg hadn't worn off yet, so he couldn't feel anything in his lower body.

Jiang Weijun: "Mei Jinggang just had surgery; she fractured her leg bone and needs to rest properly."

Du Liangchen noticed that his mouth was a little dry. He looked around but couldn't find a cup or water bottle. Luckily, he had a habit of carrying water with him. He took out his thermos from his bag, poured some out, and put it on the table to cool.

"Your mouth looks a little dry. This water is a bit hot. Let it cool down before you drink it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Mei Jing held Du Liangchen's hand, looking at his red eyes with heartache, her gaze so tender it seemed to overflow with tears.