Dead rivals overturned each other

The account number and the phone number given to him can be memorized back and forth.

The points I gave Zhou Mu just now were deducted in half in an instant.

Zhou Mu stepped aside and let him deal with it, just looking at him.

Xu Zhuo got it all done, touched his meaningful eyes, only then realized that he had slipped his tongue, and hurriedly said, "I have a good memory, can't I?"

Zhou Liang didn't say much, and took Xu Zhuo into the snow field.

When changing clothes, Xu Zhuo still felt eager to try it out. When they walked in and saw the white sky and the soft snow under their feet, they realized that this sport was not as simple as they imagined.

After all, I haven't put on the snowboard yet, and I already feel bulky and difficult just walking in the snow, and the slope is higher than it looks from a distance.

Zhou Liang was not in a hurry to take him up the slope, but walked to a corner where there were few people. The two of them did a set of warm-up exercises and patiently taught him how to hold a board and how to put on and take off his shoes.

Xu Zhuo thought that his motor skills were pretty good, but when he only had one foot strapped to the snowboard, his sense of balance began to deteriorate.

After the basic essentials were almost taught, Zhou Liang took Xu Zhuo to Novice Slope. He was not wearing a snowboard, but turned his back to the snow slope, and stretched out his hands to Xu Zhuo:

"Let's learn to push the slope with the back blade first."

Xu Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at the camera next to him.

As a result, I caught a glimpse of the coach next to the students teaching the students hand in hand, which was perfectly normal.

He handed his hands to Zhou Liang with peace of mind. Although both of them wore thick gloves and did not feel close to each other, Xu Zhuo still felt instantly safe.

The slope is indeed a bit scary for novices, but Zhou Liang stands in front of him steadily.

Zhou Liang backed away and moved forward with Xu Zhuo, "The heel edge is slightly tilted, feel the degree, a higher point will make it slower, and a gentler point will make it faster."

It was Xu Zhuo's first time skiing, and he didn't know how high or low he was. He felt like he was falling, and jumped on Zhou Liang like a koala, "Ahh..."

Zhou Liang supported him firmly with his forearm, "Don't be nervous, do it again."

The first push slope passed with Xu Zhuo's spineless "ah", but he was not very discouraged, because when he saw the boy who was following the camera also slippery and dancing like a loach, he thought The posture of "big brother laughing at second brother" laughed out loud.

The filming brother broke down and defended himself, "Please! I'm the only photographer who can ski in the entire program!!"

He couldn't control the brakes and went ahead of the two of them.

Zhou Liang took Xu Zhuo to teleport and sent them back to the starting point.

Although Xu Zhuo was good at it, he didn't think it was too interesting. He fell in love with this sport instantly.

The most important thing is that in this movement, you can wear a mask blatantly without being watched by other people, and you can hold hands unscrupulously.

The place where the conveyor belt got stuck caused the tourists to shake. Xu Zhuo subconsciously grabbed Zhou Liang's arm to keep his balance.

"Let's come here often in the future." Xu Zhuo suggested.

Zhou Liang said indifferently: "First you know how to walk, then talk about running."

Xu Zhuo, who is used to being aggressive, said, "Just wait and see!"

As soon as Zhou Mu said this, he treated the matter with [-]% enthusiasm and [-]% seriousness, and studied hard.

After two more rounds, I finally got the hang of it, so I wouldn't get stuck on the snow.

The mouth couldn't help but began to swell a little, he was slightly embarrassed, "It's quite simple..."

Zhou Mu nodded, "Then I let go."

"No!!" Xu Zhuo hesitated for a second, clasping his fingers tightly, "Don't you dare try!"

But Zhou Liang was a bit naughty, trying to escape from his fingers, threatening: "It's loose..."

The cameraman who was following him slid past at an uncontrollable high speed, bringing up a gust of wind, so that Xu Zhuo couldn't be recorded hugging Zhou Liang tightly.

"Good Zhou Mu! Don't let me go!"