《An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career》


 CH 1

    On Chinese New Year¡¯s Eve, at the Arrivals Gate in the Vienna airport.


    Yu Nian was carrying a small suitcase. As soon as he looked up, he saw some relatives who came to pick him and his sister up. When the relatives saw him, they hurriedly greeted him with a smile and took the suitcase from his hand. They were afraid that his hands would get tired. ¡°Our Nian Nian¡¯s hands can¡¯t be expected to carry the suitcase!¡± His sister rolled her eyes, dissatisfied: ¡°Help me to carry it too.¡±


    The boy, surrounded by stars and the moon, was quickly ushered into the car. Onlookers couldn¡¯t help but be stunned by the care and attention of the elders, and started muttering amongst themselves.


    ¡°Who is that young man, making such a scene?¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t even know him? That¡¯s Yu Nian! He¡¯s awesome as hell.¡±


    ¡°What do you mean?¡±


    ¡°His father is the Lead Violinist of the Vienna Symphony Orchestra, and his mother is the Prima Ballerina of the Central Ballet, a national treasure!¡±


    ¡°Not only that.¡± Someone next to him added, ¡°His grandparents have Bachelor degrees from Hanlin University, and they are famous in the Calligraphy field!¡±


    ¡°Oh! So what about him?¡±


    ¡°What do you think he¡¯s doing in Vienna? He¡¯s been invited to play a solo for the New Year Concert in the Golden / Hall. Those hands have to be protected.¡±


    In the car, his sister holding a book in her hand, poked Yu Nian¡¯s arm: ¡°Brother, the name of the Supporting Character in this book is the same as you eh.¡±


    ¡°But it¡¯s a little Cannon Fodder hahaha. They have a flower vase persona, outrageous.¡±


    His sister, being the chatterbox she is, began going on and on about the tragic life of the Yu Nian in the book.


    On the other side, the Elders said with a warm smile, ¡°Don¡¯t mess with your Older Brother. Sigh, it¡¯s the same every year. When this concert is over, do you have any plans for next year?¡±


    Yu Nian thought about it and raised his eyelashes: ¡°I want to play extreme sports, rock climbing, rappelling, and so on.¡±


    Several people looked at each other, thinking that he was joking: ¡°Haha, this is too much, what if you hurt your hand?¡± Yu Nian laughed a little and didn¡¯t say anything else.


    ¡°Why not? How could it not be so simple?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s the same virtue that has been taught so many times, and even the dog raised by the company knows how to do it!¡±


    ¡°Can you do it, Yu Nian?!¡±


    The rage of the vocal teacher echoed in the room.


    There was low laughter from all around.


    Yu Nian¡¯s gaze sank first.


    He was just in the car heading to the Vienna residence, resting his eyes, when the surroundings and faces became completely unfamiliar.


    The young man¡¯s vision was unsteady. He saw the blazing sunlight coming in from the window, and heard the nonstop chirping of the cicadas. It was so loud that even the soundproof glass could not block it out, indicating that the current season was midsummer. The quality of the indoor air conditioning was very good, and the logo on the wall is ¡®Orange Entertainment¡¯.


    The teacher saw Yu Nian looking around like this and became even angrier.


    There was an attitude before, but now he doesn¡¯t even have one!


    ¡°Teacher, don¡¯t be so strict. Yu Nian is very good-looking, it¡¯s enough just to have a pretty face!¡±


    ¡°With that kind of face, who has the heart to fight? You should just laugh it off, we can¡¯t envy what resources we don¡¯t have.¡±


    The taunting voices echoed around the room. When the young people in the practice room looked at Yu Nian, who was standing in front of the window, the jealousy in their eyes was hard to hide. The words that came out of their mouths became even harsher.


    Yu Nian had a gorgeous and beautiful appearance, with a tear mole at the end of his eye.


    Standing in front of the blinds, the scorching sun came through, covering him in bright lights and shadows.


    It was a dazzling scene, one that others can¡¯t help but envy.


    This scene seemed a bit familiar. Soon, Yu Nian realized where this sense of familiarity came from. It was from the book that his sister was reading ¨C


    She babbled on and on about how tragic the vase cannon fodder was, the one with the same name as her brother, and how he deserved it. In the blink of an eye, he became him.


    After understanding what happened, Yu Nian raised his head.


    The crowd realized that there wasn¡¯t a trace of anger and shame on his face as expected. Instead, Yu Nian just stood there quietly, slightly glancing around his surroundings. This feeling of being ignored, gave everyone an inexplicable sense of humiliation.


    ¡°You¡¯ve got a thick face.¡± Someone could not help but murmur.


    At this time, a knock on the door from outside the practice room interrupted them. The vocal music teacher raised his hand to make everyone calm down. He raised his chin to the boy nearest to the door and signaled him to open the door.


    After the door opened, a man of nearly forty came in.


    All of them warmly greet the newcomer: ¡°Brother Liu.¡±


    This was Liu Chuan, the Senior Manager of Orange Entertainment.


    Liu Chuan nodded, glanced around, and his eyes fell on Yu Nian: ¡°Yu Nian, come out.¡± Then he turned around and left.


    This time, the jealousy in people¡¯s eyes became even more profound.


    It seemed that Liu Chuan calling Yu Nian out of class was deliberate.


    It was the same everywhere. Those who are attractive, like Yu Nian, only depend on their good looks to gain an advantage. They didn¡¯t stand a chance.


    Yu Nian walked towards the door.


    Before pushing the door open, he stopped and turned around. Glancing at a crowd, he gave a wry smile.


    ¡°Everyone take your time in practicing.¡± The voice was quiet, but everyone could hear the sarcasm and mockery dripping from these words.


    Yu Nian closed the door after he finished speaking.


    ¡°Shit! What¡¯s he got to be proud of!¡±


    An angry voice came faintly from the other side of the door.


    The smile on Yu Nian¡¯s face faded and he walked towards Liu Chuan¡¯s office.


    As he entered, he politely knocked on the open door.


    ¡°You have arrived?¡± Liu Chuan lit a cigarette, looked up and down at Yu Nian, then pointed to the opposite sofa, ¡°Come in and sit down.¡±


    Yu Nian closed the door and sat down on the sofa.


    Liu Chuan liked to be elegant and sophisticated. In his office, he played symphonic music all year round.


    At this time, ¡°Beethoven¡¯s Symphony No. 5¡± was playing.


    The melody was low and resonated with the listener.


    Liu Chuan exhaled a few smoke rings, partially leaned over his desk, looking at Yu Nian from above: ¡°Scolded by the teacher again?¡± When he said this, he put extra emphasis on the word ¡°again¡±, with a bit of teasing and contempt in his voice.


    Yu Nian only roughly understood the plot from his sister, not knowing what part of the book he was in now, and chose to remain silent.


    Liu Chuan didn¡¯t care. He tapped the ashes off his cigarette and said, ¡°You haven¡¯t improved a bit after more than a year of practicing.¡±


    After all, the original person was a vase. The book my sister read is called ¡°Chief Executive Compulsory Love.¡± The main character in the novel is pure, cute, and has a high level of professional competence. He joins hands with his CEO husband and finally reaches the peak in the Entertainment Industry.


    And every qualified Protagonist is accompanied by a minor Cannon Fodder, the book is about the small Cannon Fodder Yu Nian.


    Gaudy, dull, self-indulgent, and disgusting, a vase to the highest degree.


    Singing out of tune, their dancing is stiff, writing is crooked, and their paintings look like children¡¯s graffiti.


    All things should be opposite to the Protagonist, forming a sharp contrast is the fate of the Cannon Fodder.


    As Yu Nian recalled the plot, he could feel the artistic talent being stripped from him. Upon entering the book, it was as if his artistic skills were separated from his soul, with nothing left. From the moment he came into the book, the rules in the book came into effect.


    ""


    These four words were like an Imperial Edict issued by Fate.


    Liu Chuan looked at Yu Nian. He has taken him under his wing for more than a year since his debut.


    There were some small announcements, some commercial performances, and one or two acting roles. But there has been little splash, and the reviews were not very good.


    Needless to say, despite being a vase, Yu Nian hasn¡¯t made much impact. Why was it really difficult to make Yu Nian popular?


    The only thing that was holding everything together was this face.


    Liu Chuan took a deep puff of his cigarette, exhaled it out slowly, and stared at Yu Nian¡¯s face through the wreath of smoke.


    He had seen countless handsome boys and beauties in the Entertainment Circle, but in the case of Yu Nian, he was surprised when he saw him for the first time. It was a beautiful ceiling with no flaws at all.


    Yu Nian¡¯s skin is very white, there is a tear mole at the end of the eye, gorgeous and flamboyant.


    Now, it seems that the whole person is different from what he used to be.


    Now the eyes of Yu Nian were very light and calm, revealing the cold aura of rejecting people from thousands of miles away. It felt as if their souls had been removed from their bodies.


    Liu Chuan raised an eyebrow. This contradictory temperament of Yu Nian¡¯s, will unsurprisingly, make the coved eyes around him burn even hotter.


    Putting out the cigarette in the ashtray, Liu Chuan turned his cigarette butts and whispered, ¡°Next year is the centenary of the founding of the army. Director Sun Ming has taken over the burden of creating the ceremonial film. He is a great director, who doesn¡¯t know how many awards he has won.¡±


    ¡°The casting will last until the end of this year. The film for the centenary, the film for the centenary, Yu Nian.¡± Liu Chuan¡¯s voice was low. ¡°There¡¯s a producer who wants to see you.


    Eating with them, smiling, it makes people happy-the worst thing that happens is that you lose a bit of sleep. What do you have to lose, how about it?¡±


    Liu Chuan looked at him from above, showing a tolerant smile, waiting for Yu Nian to give the expected answer.


    No one can resist this type of temptation, especially Yu Nian, who was eager to get ahead soon. That answer would be obvious.


    Yu Nian glanced at him.


    A ceremonial film.


    The turning point of the original plot begins with this ceremonial film.


    In the book, he listened to the advice of his agent, drank and laughed with the producer, then finally climbed into the producer¡¯s bed. Afterwards, he succeeded in getting a small part in the film.


    Those who have tasted the sweetness of fame can never turn back on this road, sinking deeper and deeper, becoming stained with filth.


    Hiding in the shadows, once again serving as a sharp contrast to the thousands of spoiled, simple protagonists in the spotlight.


    At this moment, of course, Yu Nian could not accept it.


    He did not hesitate to refuse, but his voice was stuck in his throat. He could not get the words to come out.


    This oppression was the power of the book, the established unwritten rules. Pushing Yu Nian towards the established abyss.


    ¡®If there¡¯s a shortcut, why not take it? Just put up with it and smile, the opportunity will be yours.¡¯ A soft seductive voice resonated in his heart.


    Because he doesn¡¯t need it.


    Yu Nian impolitely drove the voice away.


    He lifted his head, stood up, and then stared at Liu Chuan, who was leaning against his desk.


    Liu Chuan saw an open smile on his bright face, and his voice was clear: ¡°I refuse.¡± There seems to be some broken sound.


    ¡°Beethoven¡¯s Symphony No. 5¡± came to an abrupt end¡­


    The office was suddenly silent. The words Yu Nian spoke echoed in the air.


    Liu Chuan was surprised at first, and then he sneered: ¡°No?¡± Have you thought about the consequences of saying that? If you refuse now, don¡¯t come back crying and begging me if you don¡¯t have a job. ¡°


    There is a threat in the words.


    ¡°If you can wow the producer now, you can continue to climb higher.¡±


    Yu Nian was too lazy to listen and walked out of the office.


    Liu Chuan had never seen Yu Nian act like this before and leave before he finished speaking. At first, he was stunned, and then he started scolding Yu Nian: ¡°If you are pretentious and lofty, you will see only one side of a person, and yet you still want to act aloof and uncaring¡­¡±


    Yu Nian closed the door and blocked his voice behind.


    Immediately after, an electronic voice in his head cleared up.


    [The Player has reached the condition of ¡°My life is not up to me¡± and is about to bind to the System! Progress: 5%, 33%, 78%, 99%.]


    [The binding is successful, and the Extreme Sports System is wholeheartedly at your service.]

 CH 2

    After merging with his original memories, Yu Nian returned to his residence.


    A thin layer of dust covered the surface of the shoe cabinet in the foyer, and the potted orchid plant placed next to the shoe cabinet had completely withered.


    Looking further inside, there was a pile of clothes on the sofa in the living room and a lot of unwashed dishes in the kitchen sink.


    Yu Nian moved the dead orchid plant to a corner of the living room, letting it bask in some sunlight. After sprinkling some water on the leaves and roots, Yu Nian left it alone.


    Turning on the TV and letting the news play in the background, Yu Nian found the rubber gloves and put them on. The TV was showing a special Olympic program from the sports channel.


    ¡°Experts have been invited here today, to introduce to us the overall plan for the Los Angeles Olympic Games.¡±


    ¡°Hello, Host. It¡¯s been 44 years since Los Angeles has hosted the Olympic games, the last time they had such an honor was in 1984.¡±


    Using the vacuum cleaner, he vacuumed the whole house and sorted the clothes into the washing machine. After half a day, he finally finished drying the clothes and washing the dishes. The house was clean, both inside and out. The home was bright and tidy for the first time in a long while.


    Yu Nian took off his gloves, took out some paper towels, folded them into squares, and wiped them on his sweaty forehead. He thought if he didn¡¯t transmigrate into a book, if he did these things, those relatives of his will be worried, quickly rushing over to see if his hands were injured.


    Shaking his head, Yu Nian removed the guitar that was hanging on the living room wall and sat down on the sofa to have a rest. He tried to fiddle with the guitar strings. Before transmigrating, he was most skilled at playing the piano and the violin. He has also played the guitar, and he is a quick learner.


    At the moment, however, his strumming fingers were strangely unfamiliar with the notes. Once he tried to recall the melodies that should be engraved in his bones, his mind became confused. As if he was in a daze, he could only play a few simple chords with his best efforts.


    Yu Nian put down his guitar, meditated for a moment, and looked at the paper scattered on the coffee table in front of the sofa. The original body had written down a notice schedule, course schedule, etc., the handwriting was really far from neat.


    Yu Nian picked up the pen next to him, took another piece of blank paper and began to write. He wrote his name: Yu Nian. There were two crooked words on the white paper.


    ¡°It¡¯s kind of interesting.¡± Yu Nian whispered to himself. He studied calligraphy with his grandparents from an early age, and his handwriting is commendable. Has his handwriting even been affected now?


    He tried to draw, but he couldn¡¯t even draw the lines well. There was no doubt that he is now faithfully carrying out the identity of the original book¡¯s ¡°flower vase¡±. After making a series of attempts, Yu Nian confirmed this point.


    The discussion between the Host and the Experts on TV was getting more and more in-depth. ¡°Yes, this time, apart from the necessary projects, no new permanent venues will be built; so it is less likely that the budget will get out of control.¡±


    ¡°Well, we also see that some new events have been added to the Los Angeles Olympic Games.¡±


    Yu Nian leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and pressed the temple: ¡°System.¡±


    [Hello, Host.] The electronic voice responded immediately. This was the first time Yu Nian has communicated with the System since he heard the System binding prompt outside Liu Chuan¡¯s office.


    ¡°What do you mean by terms and bindings?¡±


    [The rules have broken and the System recognizes the Master]. The System provided a simple explanation.


    The moment Yu Nian said the words ¡°I refuse¡±, it had changed the fate of the characters in the book. He had stepped outside the rules, and the butterfly effect of this refusal was huge. But the book¡¯s original setting was still in effect, and the malice against Yu Nian has not diminished in the slightest.


    Yu Nian silently read the word ¡°rules¡±, looked at his own handwriting on a blank sheet of paper which was comparable to that of a primary school student, and asked, ¡°What¡¯s the situation now?¡±


    [The Host is shackled by the plot.] The talents and skills engraved in his soul were completely dusty because they were shackled by the plot.


    ¡°Then,¡± Yu Nian folded the white paper he had just written on in half. He got up and threw it into the trash can. Then he smiled and asked, ¡°What can you do?¡± Since the System can explain the current situation, it should also have a solution.


    Sure enough, the System gave the answer.


    [The System releases Extreme Sports Tasks, and the Host can gradually release the shackles after completion. ]


    Yu Nian blinked and the corners of his mouth turned up. Through the book, there was a chance to release the shackles of the plot, but also being able to try a field he already wanted to, doesn¡¯t seem too bad, right? ¡°What¡¯s the mission?¡± As soon as he spoke, a translucent panel appeared in front of him.


    [Task 1: Complete the training of Mountain Biking Skills and Downhill Courses, participate in the Tianmen Mountain Ladder Downhill Race, and place within the top three places.]


    [Task 2: Complete the training of Longboarding and Mountain Trails, participate in the Tianmen Mountain Open Longboarding Race, and place within the top three places.]


    [Task 3: Complete the Trail Running Course Training, participate in the Wumeng Mountain 450km Super Cross Country Race, finish the race and pass the finish line.]


    [Please select an option to complete.]


    Yu Nian looked at the three tasks.


    Mountain bike rappelling, longboard rappelling, cross-country running. In fact, he has never touched any of them before, choosing which one didn¡¯t matter to him.


    The conversation between the Host and the Expert on TV continues.


    ¡°¡­ The longboard was quickly added into the official events of the Olympic Games, and the requirements are still being drawn up. It is expected to enter the public view at the next Los Angeles Olympic Games.¡±


    ¡°The entry of the longboard competition into the Olympic Games will help to strengthen the Olympic concept of Los Angeles this time.¡±


    ¡°It can be predicted that the sports industry will usher in a blowout development, and the sports hobbies of the Chinese people will no longer be limited to traditional events.¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s eyes fell on Task Two: ¡°That¡¯s it.¡±


    When he made his choice, the font of the other two task options on the panel faded away and the font of Task 2 became enlarged and highlighted.


    [Task two unlocked, longboarding skill speeding, mountain trail speeding course opened.]


    [For the first task, the reward is given in advance: the shackles are lifted¨C painting. Reclaim the reward for mission failure. ]


    Instantly, Yu Nian only felt that the shackles wrapped around his body were one layer less, and his soul felt relieved. He picked up the paper and pencil once again. This time, the drawing skills he learned from his grandmother were not hindered in any way.


    Lines, colors, forms. The paper jumped with spirit.


    *


    The next morning, the doorbell rang.


    Yu Nian was serving porridge, heard the sound, and went over to open the door. A young man with a strange face stood outside the door. He looked at Yu Nian and stammered: ¡°Hello, Brother Yu Nian!¡±


    ¡°I am, my name is Deng Jingwei, that, uh¡­.¡±


    Yu Nian waited for him to continue.


    Deng Jingwei flushed and said: ¡°Brother Liu Chuan is busy. The company asked me to be your agent.¡± After saying this, he immediately showed a look of shame, burying his head and daring not to look at Yu Nian¡¯s face.


    The reason why Liu Chuan was busy and let a newcomer like him come along to bring Yu Nian, was that Liu Chuan wanted to leave Yu Nian in the cold and teach him a lesson; so that Yu Nian can turn around and beg Liu Chuan to come back.


    After all, what resources can such a new agent bring to Yu Nian? Artists who normally want to develop in the Entertainment Industry will probably die of despair if they have such a brand new agent.


    Deng Jingwei was already mentally prepared for Yu Nian¡¯s rage, scolding him and telling him to get lost. Yu Nian did not say anything, just nodded and asked, ¡°Have you eaten breakfast?¡±


    Deng Jingwei: ¡°Huh?¡±


    Half an hour later, Deng Jingwei touched his round stomach, saw Yu Nian get up to clear the dishes, hurriedly stood up and put the dishes into the sink, one step ahead of him. He squeezed some detergent and put it in the water while carefully checking Yu Nian¡¯s face. There wasn¡¯t an unhappy look ¡­¡­


    ¡±Brother Yu Nian¨C¡°


    ¡±Just call me by my name.¡±


    ¡±Ahem, Yu Nian, aren¡¯t you angry?¡±


    ¡±Hmm? Angry about what?¡± Yu Nian walked over and carefully washed his hands in the sink on the other side. Deng Jingwei saw him finish washing his hands and pulled out a soft cotton towel to dry his hands.


    Somehow, a simple gesture of wiping his hands made him reveal a bit of reserved elegance. The beautiful face, with the pair of light and cool eyes, was extremely pleasant to the eyes. Not at all what the people in the company said, saying his looks were ¡®vulgar¡¯ in their evaluation of Yu Nian. Obviously, this was untrue, Yu Nian was just so beautiful¡­..


    Thinking of Yu Nian¡¯s question just now, Deng Jingwei hesitated for a moment and truthfully said, ¡°I just joined the profession, and I don¡¯t know many people. The resources I can bring you are certainly not as good as Brother Liu Chuan, or even¨C¡°


    ¡°Even after ten and a half months, I may not be able to get you any jobs.¡± The voice of guilt.


    ¡°And, and Brother Liu Chuan said, you don¡¯t have to go to the company these days.¡±


    Liu Chuan¡¯s original words were: ¡°That punk has been studying with the teacher for a year and has not learned anything. I don¡¯t think we should waste anymore training resources on him. Let¡¯s see how far he can go with being a vase.¡± Deng Jingwei naturally dared not tell Yu Nian about this.


    Yu Nian indicates that he knew. Liu Chuan was just in line with his line of thinking. Yu Nian wanted to start the training and study of the longboard speeding course. If he didn¡¯t get a notice, he will have time to focus on his tasks.


    He raised his eyes to look at Deng Jingwei: ¡°You don¡¯t need to be stressed.¡± Deng Jingwei was so moved that he almost knelt down in front of him.


    ¡°But I need to be sure of one thing.¡± Hearing Yu Nian¡¯s words, Deng Jingwei immediately stood at attention: ¡°Say it.¡±


    Yu Nian leaned against the sink, folding the cotton soft towels that had wiped his hands and threw them into the trash basket: ¡°Since I will be under your care, I want to ensure that my best interest is top priority.¡±


    He looked over, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, so good-looking that people were a little afraid to look straight at him. Deng Jingwei was shocked by this face, obviously, a bit lost in thought: ¡°Dang, of course!¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t want Liu Chuan to know my every move.¡± Yu Nian looked at him, his voice faded a little, and there was a look of inquiry in his eyes. Deng Jingwei was excited and immediately became serious: ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯m definitely not a two-faced person.¡± Yu Nian nodded: ¡°Then, I look forward to working with you.¡±


    Deng Jingwei was full of emotion and passion when he saw that Yu Nian had accepted him as a rookie agent. ¡°I¡¯ll definitely try to find you a job!¡±


    Yu Nian looked at him, ¡°Okay.¡±


    Then half a month went by, and sure enough, he couldn¡¯t get any jobs. Deng Jingwei was ashamed and restless. If it goes on like this, he and Yu Nian will be completely reduced to being invisible in the company! He doesn¡¯t care. He¡¯s used to it all the time.


    But Yu Nian is so good-looking, for him to be reduced to being a nobody and just wasting his days away, what a pity!


    Just when Deng Jingwei was worried, thinking how to explain to Yu Nian.


    Yu Nian unpacked a delivery box, peeled off the tight packaging, pulled out the expensive custom-made longboard, and spoke: ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Deng Jingwei was bewildered: ¡°Ah, where to go?¡±


    ¡°To study. That¡¯s right,¡± Yu Nian looked at his newly purchased portable drawing board after the shackles of painting were lifted, ¡°Help me bring this along.¡±


    Deng Jingwei obediently picked up his things and went out behind Yu Nian.


    He rode a small electric scooter to pick up Yu Nian early this morning before dawn and heard Yu Nian say he wanted to go to Wenxi Mountain.


    To Wenxi Mountain? What can he learn there?


    Except for temples and tourists, there don¡¯t seem to be any courses there.


    Deng Jingwei was full of doubts.

 CH 3

    During the last 15 days, while waiting for the custom longboard to be made and sent over, Yu Nian has been in the System Space learning and mastering the Longboard Speed Course.


    After all, Extreme Sports are niche sports. In the early years, when it was first introduced to the country, people usually did these activities for self-indulgence. It was only in recent years that the situation has improved, and Extreme Sports gained popularity. Extreme Sports Associations have been established, gaining members and trying to hold events to expand their influence.


    However, there were no formal teaching institutions. It was mainly often veterans, novices, and enthusiasts who often get together to share and exchange information. As a result, for both teachers and students alike, there is no standard evaluation and teaching tends to be personalized. Once you make a mistake and you want to correct it later, it takes more effort and energy to correct the movements that have become muscle memory than when you¡¯re first learning.


    The existence of the System eliminates this possibility from the very beginning. The way it taught was completely scientific and systematic.


    Yu Nian was originally thinking about how the System would teach the course, but he already knew about its magic and was psychologically prepared. When he closed his eyes and really entered the System Space, he was still slightly surprised.


    What appeared in front of him was a tall mountain. The mountain was majestic.


    Clouds were floating halfway up the mountain, and various plants covered the entire mountain with lush green. Starting from the bottom of the mountain and making its way to the top, was a light gray belt that stood out amongst the scenery.


    In the next instant, Yu Nian was already standing on the starting square at the top of the mountain. Only then did he realize that there were no guardrails on either side of the mountain¡¯s coiled road. Next to the road was a 10,000-foot cliff.


    ¡°Afraid?¡± A voice came from behind him. Yu Nian looked back and saw a strong man wearing a full set of protective gear walking over. Obviously, he was the coach of this Longboard Course. Although he knew that all this was simulated by the System, whether it was the mountain under his feet or this coach in front of him, it felt extremely real to Yu Nian.


    ¡°I¡¯m afraid.¡± Yu Nian answered truthfully.


    ¡°It¡¯s right to be afraid.¡± The coach dressed him in protective gear then began to introduce, in detail, the composition and function of each item. Yu Nian knew that the lecture had begun and listened attentively.


    After the protective gear was put on, Yu Nian had an extra longboard beside him.


    ¡°The first thing I¡¯m going to teach you is the basics of carving (cutting) and sliding (gliding). Get on the board and try it out.¡±


    Yu Nian tried to step on the board and he slipped twice. After getting on, he then lost his balance and fell off the board after a few steps. Seeing that the coach did not comment, motioning for him to continue, Yu Nian tried to step on the board again.


    A few moments later, the coach asked, ¡°What are you doing?¡±


    Yu Nian: ¡°Finding my balance and trying not to fall off.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t look for it.¡± The coach stood on the side, holding his arms, ¡°What you have to do is make the board match you, not for you to match the board.¡±


    ¡°Feel your center of gravity, and keep it from moving around. Then let the board match your center of gravity.¡±


    With the help of the coach, Yu Nian tried for a few more moments before he was finally able to stand firmly on the longboard. Next came the basic skills. Gliding, spinning, and handbraking¡­..


    Today, all of the lessons were taught in the square on the top of the mountain. It was not what Yu Nian expected, he thought that the course would be more intense and exciting. At the end of the lesson, the coach asked, ¡°Do you want to try it on the road?¡±


    Yu Nian glanced at the road hovering over the mountain: ¡°Can I?¡±


    ¡°There shouldn¡¯t be any issues.¡±


    So Yu Nian took the longboard and came to the road. He took a deep breath and without much hesitation, his body slid down in a single movement. The slope brought an extremely quick burst of speed, letting him go faster. The longboard and his body sped across the course, an experience you couldn¡¯t get on a flat square!


    At the speed Yu Nian was going, his pulse was racing and his clothes rattled in the wind.


    Speed, speed, speed.


    This feeling reminded Yu Nian of the excitement brought to him by the fiercely struck rhythm and the continuous dissonant chords when playing Prokofiev¡¯s Piano Concerto No. 2.


    Immediately after that thought, Yu Nian¡¯s center of gravity shifted. When Yu Nian noticed this, he tried to reposition himself by adjusting the weight on his front foot; but at such a high speed, it was not very effective. His body began to sway and the board began to shake.


    Yu Nian tried his best to control it, and his pupils shrank when he saw the curve in front of him. The coach has not taught him the skill of cornering yet, and at this point, there was no way to help him stop.


    The longboard rushed off the road at a great speed ¨C there were no guardrails on either side of the road. Below was a 10,000-foot cliff.


    Yu Nian was disoriented for a moment.


    Getting on the board, skating, and spinning were but a prelude to today¡¯s lesson. The coach stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the rapidly falling Yu Nian. A smile on his face, his words clearly echoed in Yu Nian¡¯s ears: ¡°The first lesson, a mistake will cost you your life.¡±


    Yu Nian jolted up from the couch in shock. He was breathing heavily, chest violently heaving, and his back was drenched in sweat. The feeling of weightlessly falling still lingered.


    It took a long time for Yu Nian to completely calm down. The thin sweat on his forehead gathered into droplets of water, sliding down and hung on his eyelashes.


    Yu Nian used his hand to wipe away the beads of sweat. He raised his eyes to look at the clock on the wall. He had just spent at least half a day studying in the System Space, but the clock showed that only two hours had passed. The flow of time was different in the two spaces.


    Yu Nian got up and poured himself a glass of water. He also watered the potted orchid in the corner of the living room.


    By the time the customized longboard arrived, 15 days had passed. In the past 15 days, Yu Nian has been immersed in the System Space every day, busy studying the course. He has completed 1/3 of the course so far.


    Once he got his longboard, Yu Nian decided that he wanted to train on a real field in order to match his course progress. The knowledge he gained was complete and scientific. He honed his longboarding skills in the System Space, correcting and perfecting them under the guidance of the most professional coaches.


    But the existence of that space was simulated by the System.


    S city, where Yu Nian is located, has countless mountains and mountain highways, so there were many places suitable for a speed drop. He chose Wenxi Mountain, which has the right slope and the right number of bends, which was suitable for training. It was also close to home, so you can ride a scooter and you don¡¯t have to ride a bus.


    During the day, many tourists were going up and down the mountain, which was not suitable for training. Yu Nian planned to set out before dawn. It was too early to think of anyone who was willing to go with him, but Deng Jingwei told Yu Nian that he had no problem going with him.


    What a joke, work is already so lame, Yu Nian does not blame Deng Jinwei for coming with him. If one doesn¡¯t take proper care of their artists, how could one live?


    Deng Jingwei carefully attached the portable drawing board to the front seat of the small electric scooter. After Yu Nian was seated, he turned the engine on: ¡°Sit tight!¡± When he got to Wenxi Mountain, Yu Nian looked at the top of the mountain and asked, ¡°Are you going to wait for me at the foot of the mountain or are you going up with me?¡± Deng Jingwei didn¡¯t know what Yu Nian wanted to do, but he was worried that something might happen, so he hurriedly said, ¡°Let¡¯s go together.¡± Yu Nian hummed in response.


    After taking the cable car to the top of the mountain, the sun was just beginning to rise and there was a glimmer of light in the sky. There were very few people and vehicles on the mountain. Except for the singing of birds and the sound of temple bells, it was quiet. Deng Jingwei saw Yu Nian put down his backpack, took out a full set of protective gear, and put it on. First the leather suit, then the gloves and knee pads, before finally a full face helmet. He was well dressed and one could not see his face clearly in a full helmet, but Deng Jingwei could not speak after seeing Yu Nian standing there in such a strange costume.


    ¡°So, so cool.¡± It was a long time before he talk, his tone was filled with surprise.


    No man can resist this naturally conquering and aggressive looking costume. After wearing his equipment, Yu Nian looked at the longboard.


    The Longboarding Course provided by the System, is divided into two major categories: Skillful Downhill, and Mountain Road Downhill. As the name implies, Skillful Downhill is a skillful and ornamental way to ride. There are many tricks and cool movements, but speed is sacrificed. On the other hand, Mountain Road Downhill is purely the pursuit of ¡°speed¡±.


    In order to be fast and to chase the limits of speed, the protective gear and accessories must be specialized. Yu Nian chose a custom longboard produced by the well-known domestic sports brand, Excellence. He already knew what longboard was most suitable for him, through testing the different boards in the System Space. The custom data given to the official website of Excellence was very thorough.


    The longboard consists of four parts: wheels, bridge, bearings, and board surface. In longboarding, the most important thing aside from speed, is stability and the wheels must be resistant to vibrations. Yu Nian chose wheels with a wide diameter, of 75mm, taking into account how well they glide across the ground. The bridge is also known as the bracket. Yu Nian chose one that used a cold forging process, which allows the internal structure to be more compact, and extremely precise. Naturally, the price was also several times higher than the cost of an average cast bridge. As for the bearings, he chose the ceramic bearings that are both resistant to water and high temperatures. The board is made from a Canadian hard maple tree, the strength and toughness of the wood is one of the best.


    The brand¡¯s craftsmanship is really one of the best, and Yu Nian couldn¡¯t help but love the longboard in his hand a little more. The side of the longboard was even engraved with the unique custom model number: X1207.


    As a little idol who doesn¡¯t have much popularity and hasn¡¯t made a name for himself, his wallet was almost empty. Yu Nian shook his head, he never thought that one day he would have to worry about money. He went to the mountain road and put down the longboard.


    It was only then that Deng Jingwei realized that something was wrong and hurriedly asked, ¡°What are you doing in Yu Nian?¡± That being said, this was not the best time to be learning the longboard! Deng Jingwei¡¯s face was filled with alarm, thinking how dangerous longboarding is and what types of accidents might happen. What if, Yu Nian fell and hurt his face¨C


    Although Deng Jingwei doesn¡¯t want to admit it, the only thing his artist has is his face!


    Yu Nian stepped on the longboard and saw what his agent was worried about: ¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯m wearing protective gear.¡±


    With that, Yu Nian slowly began testing his longboard, trying to get used to the feeling. His body was slowly beginning to process the knowledge he learned while in the System space.


    It was a very different sense of fulfillment from being in the System space. Yu Nian slid in place for a while, and his movements gradually changed from rusty to proficient.


    ¡°It¡¯s easy to get hurt even if you wear protective gear.¡± Deng Jingwei muttered, however Yu Nian had slid down the slope before he could react.


    ¡°!¡±


    The sun was rising. Crepe myrtle trees were planted on both sides of Panshan road, a tree full of red flowers blooming at the height of summer; a picturesque scenery. The road was paved in a thin layer of petals, reflecting the golden sunshine of summer.


    When Yu Nian stepped on the longboard and went down the road at a very fast speed, the petals on the ground seemed to be disturbed; flying into the air as Yu Nian passed by.


    The metal parts of his long plate and protective gear reflected the sunlight, appearing rigid and cold. His silhouette traveled through the sky of flower petals, seeming invincible.


    Looking at this scene, Deng Jingwei was speechless. His mouth was wide open but he was unable to utter a single word. He wanted to continue gazing after the figure, however Yu Nian¡¯s figure disappeared after going around the mountain bend. The petals floating in the sky gradually fell back down, returning to the road.


    ¡°Damn. How handsome!¡± After a while, Deng Jingwei closed his mouth and choked out a sentence of admiration. Before that, like others, he used words such as ¡°good-looking¡± and ¡°beautiful¡± to describe Yu Nian, but today he used cool and handsome. On the other side, the man sitting on the rock at the top of the mountain put down his camera and pulled up the picture he had just taken. In the photo, red petals swept across the sky, a teenager was on a longboard and flying through the petals. The cold light was reflected on his longboard and helmet.

 CH 4

    The experience of a longboard traveling 50 yards could not be replicated by a car traveling 150 yards. The longboard is composed of the board, wheels, bridge, and bearings. By stepping on it, the body is in direct contact with the air, and the rider will feel the wind rush past them.


    In the early morning, on the vacant and quiet coiled road of Mount Wenxi, Yu Nian faced the wind. On the curves and slopes, he experienced the unspeakable excitement of oversteering and acceleration, then felt calm and solid when returning to the long and slow slope. His mind was empty and the road in front of him had his full, undivided attention. It was a great feeling.


    By the time the longboard stopped at the foot of the hill, seven or eight minutes had passed. He put away the longboard and headed for the cable car.


    When Yu Nian got back on the cable car, it was already bright outside. The sun had already finished peeking out from behind the mountain, illuminating the mountainside. The petals of the Crepe Myrtle trees were carried away by the wind. When you look down from inside the cable car, the petals look like red butterflies, one by one, flying in the sky.


    Deng Jingwei waited for him at the cable car stop at the top of the mountain and was relieved to see that Yu Nian had returned safely. He helped Yu Nian get down from the cable car, then carefully looked over Yu Nian for any injuries and asked, ¡°Did you fall?¡±


    Yu Nian shook his head. The purpose of this trip just now, was letting his body familiarize itself with the new longboard, speed-wise and skill-wise. After completing one-third of the training hours in the System Space, he could already complete the more difficult curved drifts and sharp downhill slides on the lofty mountain simulated by the System.


    Although the skills that were polished in the System Space, for the time being, could not be fully replicated in the real world, the lack of difficulty let Yu Nian¡¯s mentality relax. He was eager to challenge higher mountains, steeper slopes, and more appalling curves in reality.


    Pressing down this surging though, Yu Nian planned to practice two more times before there were more tourists. On that trip just now, he had established trust and connection with the longboard under his feet.


    After going down the mountain three or four more times, Yu Nian noticed that there were more vehicles and pedestrians coming up the mountain. He decided to put away his longboard and went down the mountain with Deng Jingwei. Today happened to be a weekend and there were more visitors than usual. The purpose of getting familiar with the longboard had been achieved, so Yu Nian planned to stop here for today. He planned to wait to come back during the weekday, when there were not as many people, to do a full day¡¯s worth of training.


    ¡°What are we going to do next?¡± After witnessing Yu Nian¡¯s longboard skills with his own eyes, Deng Jingwei looked at him with awe, with an almost worshipping gaze.


    ¡°Go and make money.¡± Yu Nian replied.


    Deng Jingwei: ¡°?¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s gaze fell on the portable drawing board that he had instructed Deng Jingwei to hold.


    The longboard set had emptied his wallet, and it wasn¡¯t even a one-time purchase.


    This was not like in the System, in which the board and protective gear never wore down no matter how intensive the training was. Not to mention the board and bridge, the wheels and glove guards alone will wear out at a very fast rate, needing to be replaced once every few days. Moreso if he was training his speed, the degree of wear and tear will be even greater.


    Next, in order to complete the task issued by the System, to participate in the Tianmen Mountain Longboarding Open, I¡¯m afraid that the past travel reimbursements were not enough. These were all issues.


    Now that Yu Nian was in a cold war with the company, he could only find a way to make some money first to survive. It just so happened that as a reward for changing the plot, the System had unshackled his drawing skills.


    The pair returned to the bottom of the mountain, and by now there were more tourists. At the foot of the mountain, there were numerous stalls setting up their wares. These stalls sold breakfast foods, ice cream and herbal tea.


    Yu Nian found a place to change out of his leather clothes and protective gear. He then put on some sunglasses and a hat. He found a spot next to a pancake vendor¡¯s stall, unfolded his portable drawing board, and set it up. He then took out the paper and pens from the drawing board¡¯s compartment drawer.


    Yu Nian was ready to write on the paper, then he thought of his still crooked and unattractive handwriting. He put away the pen and looked at Deng Jingwei: ¡°Help me write a sign.¡±


    Deng Jingwei took the pen and asked, ¡°What do you want to write?¡±


    ¡°A -¡± Yu Nian pondered for a moment and continued, ¡°Write ¡®For a portrait sketch, 100 yuan.¡±


    Deng Jingwei dutifully wrote down what Yu Nian requested. His handwriting was not very beautiful, but it was quite neat. Yu Nian expressed his satisfaction and clipped this paper to the back of the easel.


    He came from a family of artists and was extremely talented, but did not have those lofty ambitions. Once upon a time, his paintings were extremely sought after and so expensive, that a hundred other pieces of artwork were used to measure the value of his paintings; it was like a big joke. But at this time, like a down on his luck artist, selling drawings for a living, Yu Nian did not feel embarrassed at all.


    Deng Jingwei glanced at him a few times and asked, ¡°You know how to draw?¡±


    If Yu Nian was confident enough to draw and sell them for money, the skill level should be okay¡­¡­


    It was just that no one ever said that Yu Nian had this talent.


    If it was true, why didn¡¯t Liu Chuan try promoting it before?


    Deng Jingwei had some doubts about the authenticity of Yu Nian¡¯s skill level.


    ¡°A little bit.¡± Yu Nian said.


    ¡°So what time do you plan to draw until?¡± Deng Jingwei asked.


    ¡°I¡¯ll close the stall when I run out of paper.¡±


    Deng Jingwei touched Yu Nian¡¯s stack of drawing paper. It wasn¡¯t a thick stack, about twenty or thirty sheets. He thought ¡®100 yuan per sheet, so this stack will be worth 2000 to 3000 yuan. Was making money really that easy? Will you even be able to sell a single drawing??¡¯


    The uncle at the pancake stall at the next stall, glanced at Yu Nian and said, ¡°I haven¡¯t seen you before, is this your first time setting up a stall?¡±


    Setting up a stall. No, no, it¡¯s just a temporary thing, forced by life¡¯s circumstances.


    Deng Jingwei held back and didn¡¯t say anything in the end.


    Yu Nian nodded slightly toward the uncle.


    The uncle happily taught the business basics to Yu Nian: ¡°There are many people who come to Mount Wenxi on the weekends. There are usually more people who come at this time in the morning and in the evening.¡±


    He looked at Yu Nian for a moment before he exclaimed, ¡°The young man is really handsome.¡±


    With his hat and sunglasses, one could not quite see his face clearly; but when he looked up and spoke, the youth¡¯s superior bone structure unceremoniously exuded a certain type of charm.


    He was not difficult to get along with, and anyone who came over to talk to him would get a friendly response. But when you want to go further, you can detect the aloofness and vague indifference in his temperament.


    The uncle pulled Yu Nian to talk for a while, until the stall¡¯s business began picking up before slowing down again.


    Shaking his head, Deng Jingwei noticed that it was starting to get hotter, and told Yu Nian: ¡°I¡¯ll go buy you a bottle of water.¡±


    Just when he was buying some water, someone noticed Yu Nian¡¯s sign. A young couple holding hands looked over at Yu Nian. The girl¡¯s eyes showed a curious look, the boy beside her looked at her, and walked over to Yu Nian.


    ¡°Can you draw a picture for me and my girlfriend?¡± He asked.


    The girl tugged on his sleeve and whispered, ¡°No need. I¡¯m an artist myself, so why waste money on something like a drawing?¡± She was a student at the nearby university¡¯s School of Fine Arts. She usually makes extra money by drawing some headshots and the like.


    Portrait sketches were usually drawn quickly and were not too difficult. Thus, the girl felt that the price was not worth it.


    The boy laughed, stroked her head, and said, ¡°You always draw for others. How about letting someone draw for you for a change?¡±


    The eyes fell on the piece of paper, ¡°Is it 200 yuan to draw two people?¡±


    The boy looked at Yu Nian a little nervously, and his fingers unconsciously touched his pocket.


    Yu Nian looked at them, ¡°No, 100 yuan is enough.¡±


    He picked up the pen, ¡°If you¡¯re satisfied with the drawing, you can pay. If you are not, I¡¯ll give you the drawing for free.¡±


    Seeing that Yu Nian was about to start drawing, the couple held hands and leaned together. Yu Nian glanced at them, withdrew his gaze, picked up a pen, and drew directly on the paper. Afterwards, he never once looked back at them, as if there was already a scene in his mind that he wanted to draw.


    The girl¡¯s eyelids jumped, her heart lifted when she heard the scratching sound of the paper and pencil touching. This was not even a good observation of the object, just directly drawing, it was a little too confusing!


    Seeing his girlfriend¡¯s expression that was not quite pleased, the boy whispered to her, ¡°He said that he would not charge if we are not satisfied.¡± The girl then looked relieved.


    When Deng Jingwei came back, he was a little surprised to see that someone had requested Yu Nian to draw something for them. He walked over, placed a bottle of water next to Yu Nian. Then he also grabbed his own bottle, unscrewed the cap and tilted his head back to drink some water.


    Curious about Yu Nian¡¯s drawing skills, using the corner of his eye, Deng Jingwei peeked at the drawing. He immediately choked on his water. He coughed violently, his teary eyes blurred as he looked at Yu Nian, who was not at all affected.


    The pancake stand uncle glanced over, he let out an ¡°ooh¡± sound. A few customers waiting for pancakes at the stall, couldn¡¯t help but come over to watch the fun. They had a look of surprise and eagerness in their eyes.


    ¡°This drawing¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°This little brother is so handsome, my God!¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll try having him draw for me when he¡¯s done.¡±


    Yu Nian quickly finished the drawing, quickly looked at Deng Jingwei, who just coughed, then removed the pegs attached to the drawing paper and asked, ¡°Is everything okay?¡±


    Deng Jingwei: ¡°¡­¡­No.¡±


    Yu Nian nodded, looked at the couple, and handed them the drawing, ¡°It¡¯s done.¡±


    ¡°So quick¡­¡­¡± The girl muttered, taking the drawing and froze when she saw the figures on it.


    The lines on the paper seemed to have come to life.


    The drawing was not the cuddling pose the two were in, but depicted the scene of when they walked toward Yu Nian. She pulled on her boyfriend¡¯s sleeve disapprovingly and said not to waste money, he stroked her head to comfort her.


    The girl was in a daze, thinking of her teacher¡¯s comment when she was training in the studio, that her drawings lacked tension. At that time, she thought about what tension was, observing the object more and more carefully. She carefully drew from the photo, little by little filling in the exact details, but the sketches always lacked some meaning.


    Now she knew what the difference was.


    It¡¯s fresh.


    She thought of what the Drawing Teacher said when she took them out for a picnic: ¡°The world outside is constantly moving. Children are crying and running in the streets, adults are carrying spittoons out to wash. It¡¯s going to rain soon, hurrying to collect quilts and clothes hanging outside to dry¡­¡­ They can¡¯t stay still and quiet like the marble statues in the studio, letting you take a few hours to draw them.¡±


    It¡¯s all moving.


    So what exactly was the tension that was to be expressed?


    It¡¯s fresh.


    There is the word ¡°speed¡± in speed writing. It was different from sketching, in that there was no time to use enough lines and shadows to portray the texture and details of different objects.


    What can be captured, what has to be expressed, was the vividness of that moment.


    The mysterious artist drew quickly, imprinting the dynamics of the moment he saw in his mind.


    Do not draw the poses that the model deliberately chose, and do not repeatedly look at it. His lines were coarse, bold, and unobtrusive. The people in the drawing were moving, and there was a young couple¡¯s love in the rough picture.


    The girl¡¯s gaze fluctuated. The boy did not know whether the drawing was good or bad, he just felt that he liked the drawing. But this drawing seemed to be a bit simple? He didn¡¯t know whether the 100 yuan was a loss or not in the eyes of his girlfriend.


    The boy opened the payment software, scanned Yu Nian¡¯s code, and entered 100 yuan in the amount column. The girl glanced at it and took out her phone to send 100 red packets to the boy. 200 yuan in total.


    The girl looked at the boy¡¯s questioning gaze and said with a smile, ¡°Let¡¯s split the cost.¡±


    After hearing the successful payment prompt, the girl carefully held the drawing, waving at both Yu Nian and Deng Jingwei before leaving.


    After they left, people who had just gathered around to watch Yu Nian draw, immediately lined up.


    Deng Jingwei was dumbfounded: ¡°One drawing for five minutes, one drawing for 200 yuan¡­¡± This money was too easy to earn.


    Before he could figure out the income, he yelled and whispered to himself, ¡°We can¡¯t be so depressed. Yu Nian needs to become popular all over the country, and endorsements will come pouring in!¡± Deng Jingwei clenched his fist and cheered himself up.


    Looking at the side, Yu Nian began to draw again. Thinking of his artist, who was reduced to selling drawings in order to earn money, Deng Jingwei began to feel ashamed of his incompetence once more.


    No, there really is no easy, straightforward job¡­¡­


    *


    On Thursday morning, members of the S Mayor¡¯s Board Speedway Association boarded a minibus, slowly and leisurely driving to the top of Mount Wenxi.


    ¡°This time it¡¯s the President¡¯s treat. We¡¯ll be relaxing in the Mount Wenxi resort for three days. We eat well and drink well ah!¡±


    ¡°Hey, don¡¯t you think that the Mount Wenxi slope is suitable for doing a few speed runs? Why don¡¯t we go down the slope after dinner, and see who¡¯s faster?¡±


    ¡°Bibi! You really can¡¯t go a day without going down the slopes.¡±


    A group of people were happily chatting. Sitting in the passenger seat, the Association President, Wu Qian, looked out the window at the ground full of violet flowers, and felt a headache forming.


    ¡°Everyone, let¡¯s take a few days off to relax and have some fun. Then it¡¯s time to devote yourself to the tournament preparation.¡±


    When he said this, the people in the car suddenly sighed. The tournament, of course, was the Tianmen Mountain Longboarding Open. The highest level competition in the field of domestic longboarding.


    Tianmian Mountain, the Tongtian Road. It could be described as a real curved path to the sky. The total length was 10.77 kilometers, but there were 99 bends, and on average, every 100 meters there was a curve. 180 degrees of sharp bends were endless. The elevation rose sharply from 200 meters to 1,300 meters, and the Tongtian Road rose along the elevation of the mountain; just like a giant dragon soaring, which was the first highway wonder in the world.


    Rumor has it that by climbing up this Tongtian Road, you will be able to go up the Heavenly Staircase, getting a glimpse of the spectacular and wondrous heavenly scene.


    ¨CBut they were longboard athletes. All they had to do was go down the Tongtian Road, chasing the limits on that treacherous and dangerous pathway.


    This will be a more difficult challenge than climbing the stairway to Heaven.


    Wu Qian spoke: ¡°For so many years, in our country¡¯s home field and on our country¡¯s mountain, we have been losing to foreigners. Which is outrageous.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not just our city, S. It¡¯s a shame for Longboard Associations all over the country.¡±


    Although no one wanted to admit it, the development of Extreme Sports was indeed much more advanced abroad than in their home country. Coupled with the natural advantages in physique of different ethnicities, it was difficult for their countrymen to stand out in such events. Often the top three events held in their own country, were taken over by foreign longboard athletes. This was something that happened all the time.


    Wu Qian said, ¡°I¡¯m not trying to put too much pressure on everyone, and I just ask that everyone tries their best. If someone could break through the ranks and get a Bronze medal, that would be satisfying!¡±


    It¡¯s hard to get a Bronze medal too. The people inside the car sighed.


    Wu Qian clapped his hands, ¡°Okay, okay, let¡¯s not talk about these matters anymore. Instead, everyone, let¡¯s think about what to eat in a while.¡±


    The atmosphere, which had been somewhat dull earlier, came alive again. The joking and laughing started again in the minibus.


    Suddenly, a young man in the back seat stared wide-eyed out the window and pointed ahead, ¡°Oh shit!¡±


    The others followed his gaze, curious to see what the commotion was about.


    They saw a figure on the far side of the mountain highway, quickly going down the mountain on a longboard. The figure turned a corner, not even slowing down his speed. Inertia caused the longboard to drift on the curve, followed by the speed of the appallingly sharp downhill.


    In the next instant, the figure appeared quickly, and passed by the minibus without any hesitation.


    The strong wind swept in all directions. The crowd in the minibus turned around, unable to keep their eyes off the person, their mouths still wide open in shock.


    ¡°This dude is going too fast¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°Shit, who is this, this is not from our association!¡±


    Wu Qian had extremely good eyes and saw that the mysterious figure had a tear mole under his eye at the moment when he passed the minibus. He decisively said to the driver, ¡°Speed up and quickly go up the mountain.¡±


    This trail does not allow for a midway turnaround; you must go up the mountain before turning around and going back down.


    The people inside the car also hurried to urge the driver.


    ¡°Hurry up, don¡¯t let them get away!!!¡±


    The driver wiped his sweat and stepped on the gas pedal at the urging of a group of longboard athletes, who dealt with speed. The slow-moving minibus slowly sped up.


    When they got up the mountain, the receptionist was already waiting outside with a smile on his face, immediately welcoming the minibus that was coming up the mountain. Who would have known that the bus would immediately turn around and go back down the hill.


    Receptionist: ¡°????¡±


    Wu Qian and the others went down the mountain, but could not find the figure in the leather protective gear. At first glance, there were only vendors selling ice cream and water, then after looking to the side, there was a drawing easel on the side.


    Anyway, the figure on the longboard was nowhere to be seen!


    The crowd looked at each other.


    ¡°President¡­¡­ that person is gone.¡± Someone sighed.


    Wu Qian gritted his teeth and said, ¡°We still have to stay in Mount Wenxi for the next three days. Today that person must have left, let¡¯s check back again tomorrow. We must make him join the Association!¡±


    Someone beside him echoed: ¡°Yes! He came to Mount Wenxi to ride the longboard. Even if we missed him today, let¡¯s squat again tomorrow, and the day after. There¡¯s no way we¡¯ll miss him if we squat everyday!¡±


    On the side, Yu Nian had finished training and changed his clothes. Just after setting up his easel, business came to him.


    ¡°Hey, young man. Yesterday we were in line, but you ran out of paper and had to close the stall.¡±


    An auntie greeted Yu Nian, ¡°I¡¯ve been waiting for you since early this morning, can you draw a picture for me and my grandson?¡±


    Yu Nian nodded. He took out the drawing paper, used the pegs to pin it down, and was about to start drawing when the phone rang.


    He said ¡°sorry¡± to the auntie and picked up the phone.


    It was the long-lost Liu Chuan¡¯s voice: ¡°Yu Nian, come over to the company tomorrow.¡±


    I am so so late on updating this novel but i am back on track and it won¡¯t be dead! stay tuned! if you like my translation please consider sending Ko-Fis to Foxaholic including my name~

 CH 5

    Yu Nian and Deng Jingwei went to Orange Entertainment the next day.


    As soon as he walked through the door of the company, he noticed numerous artists gathering around a peculiar face.


    Deng Jingwei cautiously approached the crowd. When he saw who it was, he whispered into Yu Nian¡¯s ear, ¡°Its Ji Yu Heng, the company¡¯s recently signed artist, who appears to be regarded rather seriously.¡±


    ¡°His father is a singer, and his mother has received the Best Actress Award for Best Actress.¡±


    Yu Nian felt the name was a bit familiar. After some thought, he unwillingly remembered that this was the protagonist of the original novel.


    The young man, who was surrounded, had a gentle, delicate face, with arched brows and appeared good and clean. Nowadays, the appearance of a well-behaved adolescent was quite fashionable.


    ¡°Yu Heng is coming over,¡± Liu Chuan said, as he happily walked out of the office.


    He gently stroked Ji Yu Heng¡¯s arm and remarked to the artists gathered around him, ¡°You should all know each other by now, don¡¯t you? Because this youngster, Yu Heng, has only recently entered the company, everyone should look after him.¡±


    The surrounding folks quickly agreed: ¡°That is for certain. I grew up listening to Teacher Ji¡¯s songs!¡±


    Ji Yu Heng¡¯s father is Teacher Ji. When he was younger, he created numerous songs that were popular around the country. Although he was no longer as influential as before, status and connections were everything in the Entertainment Circle. Many individuals in attendance desired to have a good relationship with Ji Yu Heng.


    ¡°Yu Heng recently passed the audition for Director Sun Ming¡¯s tribute film ¡®The Third Man¡¯¡± Liu Chuan said with a smile.


    When the people around heard this, they clapped for Ji Yu Heng, but it left a sour taste in Yu Nian¡¯s mouth.


    The following year marked the centennial anniversary of the army¡¯s establishment. The tribute film was a large task and a heavy burden issued from the higher ups.


    The centennial video was to be even more spectacular than the previous one!


    It was believed to be the topic of the Long March, with the Wumeng Mountain as the background. In the harsh environment of tall mountains, deep valleys and numerous cliffs in the Yunnan and Guizhou provinces, it showed the army¡¯s strong fighting zeal and unwavering fighting will.


    Director Sun Ming took this duty seriously. Carefully choosing the cast, the casting process would continue until the end of this year. Filming would not officially take place until next year, and the official release would be on Army Day.


    Although Ji Yu Heng was able to acquire this part with the help of his parents behind the scenes, the fact that he was able to convince Director Sun Ming to accept him and pass the audition, showed that his acting abilities were at least acknowledged by the director.


    Who wouldn¡¯t be envious of the fact that he was the Third Lead in a film of this calibre when he debuts? This merely gave him a high starting point in the Entertainment Industry.


    Furthermore, films that were presented as gifts must be officially endorsed, what new artist wouldn¡¯t want this opportunity?


    Liu Chuan had just finished speaking, when he glanced at the other side where Yu Nian and Deng Jingwei were. He went over, collected his smile, and said to Yu Nian: ¡°Come with me.¡±


    There were a few individuals around. Ji Yu Heng expressed displeasure when he noticed Yu Nian following Liu Chuan inside the office.


    ¡°Who is that?¡± Ji Yu Heng inquired.


    ¡°Yu Nian,¡± Someone said. ¡°A loser who¡¯s looks is his only redeeming quality,¡± Someone else said.


    When Ji Yu Heng heard this, his eyes were filled with scepticism.


    When the next person saw him, he had an epiphany and said, ¡°Yu Heng, are you going to the party that¡¯s being held for the new president of Meng¡¯s Group tomorrow?¡±


    Ji Yu Heng¡¯s brow furrowed and he replied, ¡°Yes, my mother told me to accompany her.¡±


    ¡°Brother Liu Chuan is also going, but I¡¯m worried he doesn¡¯t want to go with Yu Nian?¡± The guy said, looking at the closed door of Liu Chuan¡¯s office. The expression on the faces of others changed after hearing this, and they covertly gritted their teeth.


    On what basis? He¡¯s merely a waste from head to toe, can he really enter and exit such events?


    Inside the office, Liu Chuan lit a cigarette and asked Yu Nian, ¡°Have you considered it?¡± Yu Nian raised his head to gaze at him.


    ¡°Isn¡¯t the taste of not working for so long terrible?¡± Liu Chuan brushed off the cigarette ash with a kind grin on his face. He could see that Yu Nian was getting worried after being assigned to a bench rookie agent and not working for so long.


    In the Entertainment Industry, where there was a constant influx of new artists debuting, the blow of a long period of time without exposure was too much for any artist to handle. Furthermore, Liu Chuan was aware of Yu Nian¡¯s personality. This young guy was aware of the fact that he is attractive, and his ambition was always on the edge of bursting forth.


    ¡°Tomorrow, the new president of the Meng Group, Meng Yao, will throw a dinner, and the creation of the tribute video is also underway,¡± He patted Yu Nian on the shoulder.


    ¡°He¡¯s wanted to meet you for a long time and has mentioned it numerous times. You may as well take advantage of this chance to meet with someone; it¡¯s not a good idea to hang around, don¡¯t you think?¡±


    Yu Nian recalled the banquet, when business newcomer Meng Yao meets and befriends the Protagonist, Ji Yu Heng, which was the start of a haphazardous love story. He was, of course, uninterested in becoming involved.


    ¡°If you¡¯re lucky, maybe you can also catch the eyes of the Young Master of the Meng family?¡± Says the man next to Liu Chuan.


    ¡°Don¡¯t claim that Brother Liu Chuan didn¡¯t remind you of the Meng family. However¡ª¡±


    ¡°Master Meng, the new president, prefers to be pure.¡± He looked at Yu Nian from head to toe before settling on the tear mole at the end of his eyes. ¡°I don¡¯t believe you can think about it,¡± He sneered.


    Yu Nian gazed at him for a long time and said, ¡°Is Brother Liu Chuan now infatuated with the pimping business?¡±


    Liu Chuan¡¯s expression became frosty.


    He did not anticipate that Yu Nian hadn¡¯t changed his mind after all this time.


    ¡°What, that youngster Deng Jingwei still has your attention?¡± Liu Chuan scowled.


    ¡°Well, it¡¯s quite excellent,¡± Yu Nian says.


    Deng Jingwei did his best for him, and Yu Nian had nothing to complain about.


    ¡°I believe that you¡¯re shameless,¡± Liu Chuan said, as he snuffed out his cigarette.


    ¡°Yu Nian, an artist who only listens, can only go so far, right? Apparently you haven¡¯t learned your lesson yet, go back and reflect some more.¡±


    ¡°Return once you¡¯ve given it some thought.¡±


    ¡°But I wasn¡¯t that pleasant about it back then.¡±


    Deng Jingwei examined Yu Nian¡¯s face as he left the office.


    He waited outside the office, and the few sentences that expressed Liu Chuan¡¯s rage could be heard.


    ¡°It¡¯s all because I¡¯m too ineffective.¡± Deng Jingwei hid his face in his hands.


    Yu Nian continued walking and whispered softly, ¡°No.¡±


    Liu Chuan was not only the company¡¯s Senior Broker, but he also owned some shares, therefore he had the right to make suggestions.


    He wanted to be docile and disappear for a time, regardless of how hard Deng Jingwei tried to turn things around.


    Yu Nian gazed at Ji Yu Heng as he walked outside.


    When the Protagonist emerged, Yu Nian could feel the shackles of the plot vaguely tightening a bit.


    Walking outside the company, the two took a taxi back. While waiting for the taxi to take off, Deng Jingwei browsed Weibo and froze when he saw an entertainment account¡¯s post on Weibo.


    [@ Big City, small things, eating melons, Entertainment: A scene in the Orange Entertainment Practice Room (eating melons) (eating melons)].


    Attached at the bottom of the post, was a video. The video was taken by someone holding their cell phone, the video wasn¡¯t clear and slightly shaky.


    In the Orange Entertainment Practice Room, the vocal teacher pressed the piano keys, turned his head to Yu Nian, standing on the side and asked, ¡°Come on, Interval Practice, what did I just play?¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s hands were hanging by his side, clenching and unclenching as he struggled to answer.


    The vocal music teacher seemed to have expected it, sneering: ¡°75 downward, 3511753, this is the third degree.¡±


    ¡°Why can¡¯t you do this? Something so simple, and yet you still can¡¯t do it?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s the same lesson that has been taught so many times. Even the dog raised by the company knows how to do it!¡±


    ¡°Can you do it or not, Yu Nian?!¡±


    The video stopped when the vocal music teacher began to loudly scold Yu Nian.


    Under the entertainment account¡¯s post, the comments quickly increased.


    [Ah, I know this person. It¡¯s Yu Nian, from when Orange Entertainment and Orange TV collaborated on the talent show. He seemed to have placed fifth?]


    [First Impression. No talent, only relying on their face, what a vase.]


    [This teacher scolded a little too much¡­¡­]


    [Upstairs, who doesn¡¯t want to go crazy after teaching the same over and over again?]


    [He couldn¡¯t even answer such a simple question? As a music student, I can¡¯t help but laugh.]


    Deng Jingwei was so angry that his hands shook: ¡°These artists are all in the same company, and yet, instead of thinking about their own efforts and improving themselves, they want to pull others down?¡± This video was secretly taken by one of the artists who trained with Yu Nian.


    Yu Nian didn¡¯t care about his reaction, and his gaze was directed to the System Panel that appeared in front of him.


    [The plot is twisting and advancing.]


    Sure enough, with the appearance of the Protagonist, the original book plot officially entered development.


    He will start to play the role of the ¡°vase¡± to complement the image of the Protagonist.


    Preferential treatment and malice were clearly set up.


    This line on the System Panel slowly faded away and was replaced by a new line of text.


    [Tip: Suppression, rebound.]


    Yu smiled and said in his heart, ¡°We thought of the same thing.¡±


    The plot was trying to supress him and let the story develop in the original course. When there is enough force to push a spring all the way down, it will compress and try to spring back up.


    On the way back to the car, Deng Jingwei was still angrily browsing his cell phone. Suddenly, he saw a familiar city in a Weibo post and his eyes widened in shock.


    [@DoveDoveDoveDove: Traveled to S city. At the foot of Wenxi Mountain, encountered this little brother who¡¯s an artist. Oooh too handsome, it is a casual shot, the drawing is also good, love love love love]


    There were two accompanying pictures, the first one was a side-by-side photo of Yu Nian standing in front of an easel. He was wearing a hat and sunglasses, chewing on a pencil, holding pins and drawing paper. The leaves above his head filtered the beams of sunlight, casting light and shadows on his face. It was amazingly beautiful.


    Another accompanying picture was a sketch drawn for the blogger, the girl in the painting smiling vividly.


    [It¡¯s so handsome, isn¡¯t it? Aah!]


    [This is a beautiful face, damn it, I think of the word ¡°color and art¡± for no reason.]


    [A hundred a piece? A few minutes apiece, this money is too easy, I will also set up an easel to draw for people at the foot of the mountain tomorrow.]


    [¡­¡­Don¡¯t understand, don¡¯t make comments OK. Look at the level of others and then think about whether they are qualified enough to say this.]


    [There is one thing to say, this sketching level is really strong.]


    Deng Jingwei looked at this Weibo post and thought about the previous Weibo post. The two went in completely different directions.. He felt a little funny and a little helpless.


    He held his breath and said to Yu Nian, ¡°If they knew it was you, who would dare say you are merely a vase?¡±


    Who says the talent of Entertainment Stars can only be singing and dancing? Drawing is also a talent!


    Deng Jingwei was somewhat moved.


    Yes¡­¡­ With such good drawing skills, who else in the Entertainment Industry can have such skills?


    What a great marketing point.


    Yu Nian stopped his thoughts.


    The impact of the plot was still being suppressed.


    But the seeds of a rebound have already begun to be planted.


    *


    Meng family.


    Meng Yao looked at his Second Brother, Meng Chaochuan: ¡°The company is throwing me a banquet tomorrow.¡±


    His brother was very smart. He had just returned from Germany, and founded a technology company, which focused on drones for civilian use instead of taking over the family business.


    He led the design and development of drones, which were unique in this field, and even the military was very interested in his work.


    In addition, Meng Chaochuan does not only study technology. He has also made considerable achievements in photography, design, and other artistic fields.


    Only, because of health reasons and the fact that they spend most of their time abroad, people generally do not know that in addition to Meng Yao, the Meng family has such an outstanding second Young Master.


    ¡°Do you want to come with me?¡± Meng Yao asked.


    Meng Chaochuan heard a sound, looked up, and did not answer for a while.


    Meng Yao looked at his brother¡¯s calm, young and handsome face. Sighing in his heart, he then took out a piece of paper, and wrote on it: There is a banquet tomorrow, do you want to go with me?


    ¡°Taxi.¡± The mobile phone sounded a tone, and Meng Chaochuan looked at his mobile phone.


    Meng Chaochuan had been paying attention to the S Mayor¡¯s Board Speedway Association lately. They had posted an update on their official account.


    [Wenxi Mountain Team Building activities will end tomorrow. In this team building activity, the members show a good spirit¡­¡­]


    Meng Chaochuan¡¯s gaze once again turned to the white paper, and said, ¡°No, I have plans.¡±


    Meng Yao raised his eyebrows and wrote on the paper: What type of plans?


    ¡°I¡¯m going to Wenxi Mountain.¡± Meng Chaochuan picked up the photos developed a few days ago.


    In the photo, the sky was filled with violet flowers and a figure on a longboard glided by.


    Meng Yao wrapped his arms around his brother¡¯s neck and smiled, ¡°I¡¯m going too.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m tired of those meaningless parties, it¡¯s still important to accompany my brother.¡±

 CH 6

    Wenxi Mountain.


    Today was the last day of the S Mayor¡¯s LongBoard Speedway Association¡¯s Team building exercise. A group of people had thought that they could relax, eat well and drink well before the competition started. Which was the original plan, until an unknown speedster came by and ruined their plans on the first day.


    For the past three days, everyone was absent-minded and didn¡¯t have a good time. They kept watching the mountain road every day, hoping that the figure wearing leather clothes and riding on the longboard would reappear.


    It¡¯s a pity that there was no one in sight.


    Someone couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°President, do you think he might not be from S City, but just came over to longboard for fun?¡±


    ¡°Yeah¡­.¡±


    Wu Qian sighed: ¡°It seems that we are not fated to meet.¡±


    Wu Qian didn¡¯t know anything about the other party, it was impossible to find out their identity.


    Seeing that everyone was in low spirits, Wu Qian could not help laughing and cursing, ¡°Let¡¯s all just go back. If it doesn¡¯t happen, it doesn¡¯t happen, nothing we can do.. We¡¯ll have lunch and we¡¯ll go back to the Association this afternoon.¡±


    On the other side, after Meng Yao and Meng Chaochuan drove to Wenxi Mountain, they saw this group of people from the Longboard Speedway Association sitting on the top of the mountain talking and laughing, with longboards beside them.


    Meng Chaochuan¡¯s eyes swept over them.


    That man was not here.


    Although he could not see the stranger¡¯s face, since he was wearing a full-covered helmet that day, Meng Chaochuan was convinced that he was not among these people.


    Weren¡¯t these people from the Longboard Association?


    A group of people from the Longboard Association were laughing and joking around. A few even stepped on their longboard and rushed down the mountain road.


    Meng Chaochuan took the camera and pointed it at them. Then looked at the camera, shook his head, and put it back down. They didn¡¯t give off the same feeling.


    Meng Yao watched Meng Chaochuan¡¯s movements, retracted his eyes and lowered his head, and opened his phone.


    On his phone, there was a small video of the banquet sent to him by his subordinates. The video was full of wine glasses, people constantly coming and going, but Meng Yao caught a glimpse of a young man¡¯s figure through the crowd. His breathing stalled slightly.


    ¡°Chaochuan, I have to go back.¡±


    Meng Chaochuan heard a voice and turned his head to look at him.


    ¡°It¡¯s a strange feeling¡­¡­¡± Meng Yao tugged at his collar, a little annoyed, ¡°As if some voice is telling me that it¡¯s him.¡±


    He patted his brother¡¯s shoulder, slowed down his speech, saying one sentence at a time so that his brother could hear, ¡°I have to go back. Take your time and find your inspiration.¡±


    *


    After returning from Orange Entertainment, Yu Nian devoted himself to the System Space to continue studying the Longboard Speedway Course.


    As the Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway Competition approached, he needed to master the course as soon as possible. He needed to digest and absorb it in reality, through training, replication, and turning it into muscle memory.


    Instead of going to Wenxi Mountain these two days, he only left the System Spacey after completing a stage of the course.


    It was still early. Yu Nian had planned to try the new techniques on Wenxi Mountain again, but he decided against it after thinking about it.


    The slope and bend difficulty of Wenxi Mountain was no longer challenging for him.


    It¡¯s time to change the mountain.


    Yu Nian sat on the sofa, looking at the map while searching for mountains in the city. After finding a few good candidates, he then took out a pen and paper, and jotted down the information from the map. Such as the number of bends, road conditions, slope, and elevation drop.


    At last, he chose a barren mountain.


    Yu Nian circles the three words ¡°Fang Shou Mountain¡± on the paper.


    Fang Shou Mountain, located in the West part of the city, met today¡¯s requirements. Whether it was the drop in elevation or number of slope bends.


    In the early years, Fang Shan Mountain saw lots of traffic. There were a lot of trucks traveling on the mountain road.


    Later, with the increase of urban planning and the establishment of the highway, the mountain road gradually became desolate; there were fewer and fewer vehicles traveling along that road. Recently, it had been completely abandoned.


    A few years ago, the Longboard Speedway Association of this city contracted this barren mountain and used it as a training mountain for its members.


    It was only open to members of this association. Yu Nian wrote down this line and circled it to mark it.


    After looking at his own crooked handwriting on the paper, Yu Nian put back the pen cap, folded the paper twice, and threw it into the garbage basket.


    He got up and watered the dead Phoenix tail orchid in the living room. Yu Nian took the longboard and went out to Fang Shou Mountain.


    The Association was located at the foot of Fang Shou Mountain, next to the old sub-district office in the West part of the city.


    When Yu Nian arrived, he saw that the door was closed and there was a little dog lying at the foot of the door.


    The golden retriever had its tongue sticking out, lying by the crack of the door, and relied on the air conditioner to cool off.


    When it saw Yu Nian, it made a feeble sound and wagged its tail twice.


    Yu Nian touched the dog¡¯s head and looked at the gate.


    The place was quiet and deserted. Yu Nian could vaguely hear some game sound effects, which was somewhat different from the lively scene he had imagined.


    He looked at the ¡°S Mayor LongBoard Speedway Association¡± sign hanging on the wall, to make sure it was in the right place.


    After knocking on the door, after a long while, a lazy response came from the door: ¡°The door is unlocked. Come in.¡±


    Yu Nian opened the heavy door, and a blast of cold air immediately rushed towards him. The dog excitedly wagged its tail, also wanting to get into the house.


    ¡°Xiao Huang, get out!¡± The young man in the rocking chair with a blanket on his stomach glared at the dog, the golden retriever growled and left, with its tail pitifully between its legs.


    When Wu Zheng saw the dog leave, he then set his eyes on Yu Nian.


    Unable to see his face clearly against the light, Wu Zheng waved his hand and looked back on the mobile game: ¡°Ah, close the door, the cold air will escape.¡±


    Yu Nian looked back from the teary golden retriever, with its tail between its legs, and closed the door.


    Seeing that the man did not ask him why he came, Yu Nian walked up to him and said, ¡°What procedures are required in order to join the Association?¡±


    Wu Zheng¡¯s fingers were busy tapping the phone. Without looking up, he responded: ¡°There is an application form on the table over there. Fill it out by yourself.¡±


    Yu Nian looked at the desk next to him, with a pile of forms scattered on it.


    He took out one and began to fill it out.


    In addition to the basic information, such as name, sex, and age, the form also included daily training places, awards, and other content.


    Yu Nian quickly filled out the form, and stood on the side, waiting for Wu Zheng to finish the game.


    Moments later, the ¡°defeated¡± sound came from the phone. Wu Zheng slammed his fists down on the armrest of the rocking chair and scolded his teammates twice before remembering that there was someone next to him.


    He glanced at Yu Nian.


    Clearly seeing the appearance of the other party, Wu Zheng raised his eyebrows and was secretly astonished.


    The man in front of him was too delicate and beautiful, tender looking skin, and thin. Wait, what did he just say?


    Wu Zheng¡¯s eyes fell on the application form in Yu Nian¡¯s hand, with a little disbelief in his voice: ¡°Who applied to join the club?¡±


    Yu Nian gave a ¡°uh-huh¡± and handed him the application form in his hand.


    Wu Zheng took it and complained in his heart after seeing the messy handwriting. Wu Zheng wasn¡¯t handsome at all, and yet Yu Nian¡¯s handwriting was worse than his.


    As he looked down, he said lazily, ¡°In our Association, members need to submit an application form. Then the Board will discuss and approve it.¡±


    ¡°Yu Nian. Using Wenxi Mountain as the daily training place, what a coincidence.¡± He smiled inexplicably. Wasn¡¯t this the mountain where the Association found its starting members?


    ¡°Ah Wenxi Mountain, it¡¯s not difficult.¡±


    When he saw that the award column on the application form was empty, Wu Zheng¡¯s expression became even more disdainful.


    In recent years, Longboard Speedway Associations in various places had actively held various competitions. Not to mention the National and provincial level competitions, some competitions were held at the municipal and district levels. There were also many colleges and high schools which also held competitions, and they were not small in number.


    There were so many competitions, big and small, and yet not a single award was won.


    Many people who grew up watching Longboard Athletes only wanted to join the Association to look cool, while having no actual skills.


    Their Association was not something anyone can come in and join. Members must be approved by the President and Vice President.


    Yu Nian asked, ¡°When will the Board be able to make a decision?¡±


    Yu Nian did not want to have any delays. He wanted to join the Association as quickly as possible, so he can use Fang Shou Mountain for training.


    ¡°Wait.¡± Wu Zheng thought about the members of the Association, who had all left on a team building exercise trip. They were set to return today, but Wu Zheng did not intend to bother them with such a trifling matter.


    Wu Zheng looked up and down at Yu Nian and glanced over his longboard, ¡°Or¡­¡±


    With his sharp eyes, the small bronze number engraved on Yu Nian¡¯s longboard did not escape Wu Zheng¡¯s eyes.


    That bronze number was only engraved on customized longboards, which was something most rich people would do.


    ¡°Or those who make some type of contribution to the Association can also join.¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s expression was faint. He glanced at Wu Zheng and asked, ¡°What type of contribution?¡±


    ¡°Well, for the sake of faster development and better construction of the Association, what else could it be besides a financial contribution?¡± Without waiting for him to finish, Yu Nian turned and left.


    Wu Zheng¡¯s words were stuck in his throat. When he saw Yu Nian, he saw that Yu Nian had turned around and left without hesitation, muttering to himself.


    ¡°I¡¯m leaving. I don¡¯t seem to want to join the Association very much.¡±


    The will was so weak.


    ""


    Yu Nian really doesn¡¯t care whether he can join the Association or not. He just wanted to use Fang Shou Mountain for training.


    However, if this Association worked in this way, it was not that big of a deal to choose another mountain to train on. There were many mountains near S city.


    Yu Nian opened the door, and he immediately felt the rush of hot air hit him. The little golden retriever lying by the door raised its head slightly and gave a low whine.


    Yu Nian walked out and closed the door behind him. He then pulled out the mineral water bottle from his pocket, went to the little dog, and poured some water into the palm of his hand for the dog to drink.


    The little golden retriever stretched out its tongue, licked the palm of Yu Nian¡¯s hand, and immediately wagged its tail. Desperately trying to drink the water, in which it had not seen for a long time.


    Yu Nian shook his head, and the golden retriever wagged his tail and barked in joy.


    The mini-bus stopped at the street entrance. When a group of people walked in, they saw this picture of Yu Nian petting the dog.


    Wu Qian glanced at Yu Nian, who had his head bowed, and one could not see his face clearly. Wu Qian could only tell that the man was very young, with long eyelashes and a tear shaped mole at the edge of his eyes.


    Wu Qian opened the door and entered the Association. Everyone else followed one by one.


    After feeding the dog and filling the water bowl left outside the door, Wu Qian got up and left.


    When Wu Zheng saw that everyone was back, he put down his phone, smiled and said, ¡°Older Brother, you¡¯re back. Did you have a good time?¡±


    Wu Zheng was the younger brother of President Wu Qian and was not a member of the association. This time, Wu Zheng did not join the Association¡¯s Team Building exercises, and offered to stay at the Association instead.


    ¡°Don¡¯t mention it, my soul has been taken away, and I didn¡¯t have a lot of fun.¡± Someone answered. Wu Zheng asked, ¡°Have you seen a beautiful woman?¡±


    ¡°I saw the handsome guy. What a handsome guy, what a cool skill.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right! It¡¯s a hot day. Here¡¯s some ice cream. Enjoy.¡±


    Wu Zheng did not understand what the other members were talking about. So he went to Wu Qian and rubbed his fingers: ¡°Brother, I¡¯ve been housesitting at the Association for you for three days, that¨C¡±


    Wu Qian stood in front of the air conditioner, and pulled at his collar. He then glanced at Wu Zheng and silently took out his mobile phone, sending a red envelope to his brother.


    Thinking of the person he had just seen outside the door, Wu Qian casually asked, ¡°What did that man want?¡±


    ¡°Oh, that guy? He wanted to join the Association, but I turned him away.¡± Wu Zheng had received a red envelope and didn¡¯t care when he heard his brother ask, ¡°Do people think that they can casually join our Association?¡± Wu Qian frowned. He then glanced at the newly filled form on his desk, and picked it up.


    ¡°Yu Nian. Regular training places¡­ Wenxi Mountain. ¡±


    ¡°Wenxi Mountain.¡± Wu Zheng¡¯s face gradually sank.


    ¡°Brother?¡± Wu Zheng noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with his brother¡¯s expression and scratched his head. Other people were also aware of the tense atmosphere, and stopped talking, looking at each other in dismay.


    Wu Qian clenched the form and thought of the tear shaped mole that he had spotted on the man just outside the door.


    ¡°Oh, shit!¡± He gritted his teeth and stared at Wu Zheng: ¡°The man I¡¯ve spent three days waiting for, has been turned away by you!¡±


    Wu Zheng froze, and so did the others.


    Stammering: ¡°President, that was¨C that was¨C¡±


    Wu Qian walked quickly out: ¡°That was him.¡±


    The others hurriedly followed.


    Wu Qian stopped in front of the door and glared back at Wu Zheng: ¡± You bastard, I¡¯ll be back later to deal with you!¡±


    Wu Zheng couldn¡¯t help replying: ¡°If I¡¯m a bastard, what are you?¡±


    He didn¡¯t know why his brother was so excited.


    Wu Qian was extremely furious. He wasn¡¯t sure if he could even catch up with the stranger from earlier.


    His eyes swept to the door, where the golden retriever, which was just petted by Yu Nian, was happily wagging its tail.


    Wu Qian growled at his brother, ¡°Take the dog in and wait on it!¡±


    The story keeps getting more exciting, I¡¯ll try to update it faster and keep the hype up! If you like my translation, consider sending Kofis to foxaholic including my name~

 CH 7

    By the time Yu Nian entered the Longboard Speedway Association again, Wu Zheng had obediently given up the only rocking chair in the office for Yu Nian to sit on.


    Sent by Wu Qian, Wu Zheng went to the pet store to buy high-priced dog food and was putting dog food in a dog bowl for the abandoned golden retriever.


    The little golden retriever wagged his tail and buried his head in the dog bowl, eating happily.


    ¡°I have a lower status than the dog.¡± Wu Zheng murmured and rolled his eyes.


    Next to him, a group of men nervously surrounded the young man, who was ridiculously beautiful in their eyes.


    Wu Qian stared at Yu Nian¡¯s face and muttered to himself. ¡®Could it be just a coincidence that you admitted your mistake? If you look like this, it is more appropriate to be a star on TV.¡¯


    After coughing, Wu Qian asked, ¡°Well, do you want to join the Association?¡±


    Yu Nian looked up at the crowd.


    Just as he walked out onto the street and was waiting for the bus, he saw the group of people rush out from the alley, surrounding him.


    Passers-by were frightened. Seeing a slender and beautiful teenager surrounded by such a group of big men, they almost called the police.


    Yu Nian looked at him and said, ¡°I want to use Fang Shou Mountain.¡±


    Wu Qian understood what he meant. Yu Nian didn¡¯t want to join the Association. He just wanted to train on Fang Shou Mountain.


    Since Fang Shou Mountain was only open to members, he reluctantly wanted to join the Association.


    What does that mean?! It showed that Yu Nian was not what his brother thought, someone who wanted to join just to be popular, but Yu Nian was someone who really wanted to train.


    Restraining his excitement, Wu Qian said, ¡°Fang Shou Mountain is open to the members of the Association. To join the Association, you need to¨C¡±


    ¡°Do you need to contribute?¡± Yu Nian interrupted Wu Qian.


    Wu Qian was stupefied for a moment.


    Yu Nian blinked and slowly asked, ¡°Financial support? Development and construction?¡±


    Instantly aware of the bad impression his brother had left on people, Wu Qian grinded his teeth and glared at Wu Zheng, who was feeding the dog.


    Wu Zheng shrank his neck and wanted to cry without tears.


    ¡®Come on, you don¡¯t hold a grudge like that.¡¯


    Wu Qian accosted with a smile and waved his hand: ¡°No, our Association has funding from various sources and funding from above. Well, to join the Association, you need to certify your strength.¡±


    He said in an extremely serious manner, ¡°I¡¯ve read your application form. Haven¡¯t you ever won an award before?¡±


    Yu Nian replied, ¡°I have never participated in a competition.¡±


    ¡°Not once?¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    When the others heard this, they looked at each other.


    ¡®I can¡¯t believe that this person hasn¡¯t even taken part in a formal competition.¡¯


    Wu Qian: ¡°Then why do you suddenly want to use Fang Shou Mountain? Fang Shou Mountain is the most difficult mountain in our S City.¡±


    ¡°Training.¡± Yu Nian looked at him.


    ¡°For what training?¡± Wu Qian¡¯s voice was somewhat eager.


    ¡°For the Tianmen Mountain Longboarding Open. Tianmen Mountain, Tongtian Road.¡±


    There was a silence in the Association office.


    Wu Qian heard his heart beating like a drum.


    Wu Qian tried to keep his voice calm: ¡°You may not know this, but there are a limited number of spots in which people can participate in the Tianmen Mountain Longboarding Open. The applicants will also undergo screening.¡±


    ¡°If you don¡¯t have a list of achievements, you¡¯ll be screened out during the registration stage.¡±


    Yu Nian was waiting for Wu Qian to continue.


    ¡°As for our Association, there are three spots for the competition.¡± Wu Qian stood up with a serious expression.


    ¡°If you want to take part in the competition, prove to me that you have the strength to earn a spot.¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s palm fell on the longboard that he had set aside.


    He ran his finger across the number ¡°X1207¡± engraved on the outside of the longboard.


    ¡°I want to use Fang Shou Mountain.¡± Yu Nian closely stared, as he met Wu Qian¡¯s line of sight.


    Wu Qian nodded: ¡°No problem.¡±


    Fang Shou Mountain.


    Yu Nian clenched and unclenched his hand several times. As he moved, the crowd focused their attention on his long, slender pale fingers.


    It was a pair of hands that were supposed to jump around piano keys, and yet they were firmly wrapped in gloves.


    Yu Nian fastened his gloves, and put on his helmet.


    He had already completed 2/3 of his courses in the System Space. He was anxious to verify the results on a higher, and even more dangerous mountain.


    ""


    Yu Nian put down the longboard and said quietly, ¡°There¡¯s only three spots, I want one.¡±


    With that, he took off without the slightest amount of hesitation, and picked up a strong wind.


    The mountain had been abandoned for many years, and the road was covered with weeds.


    There were traces of wear and tear on the road, the grass was growing out of the cracks in the cement road that trucks once drove on.


    Yu Nian squatted down to suppress the amount of wind resistance, reducing the area in which the wind will blow against. He felt the hamstring in his front leg tightening, which let him know that his center of gravity was fixed.


    The wind resistance was decreasing and the stability was increasing.


    ¡°Beautiful!¡± Wu Qian nodded.


    From the initial posture of Yu Nian, he determined that this was the young man whom he caught a glimpse of at Wenxi Mountain.


    Wu Zheng was scolded by Wu Qian and he murmured, ¡°Is he really the boss you¡¯re talking about? Don¡¯t exaggerate.¡±


    ¡°Shut up, you don¡¯t know anything!¡± This time, Wu Zheng was not only scolded by his own brother, but the other members of the Association also glared over.


    Wu Zheng: ¡°¡­¡±


    Yu Nian had practiced this posture in reducing wind resistance multiple times, and it had become instinctive..


    When the familiar wind resistance reaches its peak, Yu Nian was able to seamlessly switch into a different position as he rounded the bend.


    The members of the Association were so engrossed in Yu Nian¡¯s skating, that when they saw him drift, they exclaimed: ¡°Look at his ability to control the board!¡±


    When Yu Nian was on the longboard, the board was swaying, yet Yu Nian¡¯s body was unaffected, remaining steady.


    Wu Qian clenched his hand: ¡°What absolute confidence in grasping the center of gravity.¡±


    With a superior grasp of the center of gravity, as well as a strong ability to control the board, Yu Nian already had the necessary qualities.


    The section of the road passed in an instant, and there was a curve not far ahead.


    The voice of the Coach in the System Space seemed to reverberate in Yu Nian¡¯s ear again.


    ¡°The front foot, the front foot, the center of gravity should be focused on the front foot.¡±


    ¡°Always look forward. The road in front of you is yours, the scenery flashing by has nothing to do with you!¡±


    ¡°Is this your limit? Is this your limit? Answer me!¡±


    ¡®No, it¡¯s not.¡¯


    ¡®That¡¯s not my limit.¡¯


    ¡®This isn¡¯t even close to my limit.¡¯


    In Tianmen Mountain, there were 99 curves and bends.


    Yu Nian used the center of gravity and his thighs to control the board, squatted low when the board was perpendicular, and pressed down with certainty when changing direction at the critical point.


    Everyone¡¯s eyes widened in amazement.


    If you don¡¯t have solid basic skills and strong control board ability, it¡¯s easy to mess up the turn.


    Yu Nian maintained his own rhythm, firmly adding more pressure as he got ready to enter the curve.


    ¡°He¡¯s approaching the corner!¡± Everyone held their breath.


    The bend was close in front of him. Yu Nian¡¯s hands slightly moved back, as he slightly adjusted his stance, without the slightest amount of hesitation at such a high speed.


    As Yu Nian approached the bend, he slowed down, creating a beautiful drift.


    ¡­¡­.


    At the end of the trail, Yu Nian took off his helmet.


    Wu Qian hugged him and patted him on the shoulder: ¡°Congratulations on joining our S Mayor Board Association.¡±


    ¡°And congratulations on qualifying for the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Open.¡±


    In the demonstration just now, there was no doubt that Yu Nian¡¯s strength could rank among the top three in the Association. This spot was given to him, and no one else had any opinions.


    Everyone was vaguely looking forward to the performance of this newcomer.


    After returning to the Association.


    Wu Qianfei quickly uploaded Yu Nian¡¯s information into the system, and issued him the Association member card.


    ¡°Your information is still being verified. After it is finished, I will arrange for you to sign up for the Tianmen Mountain Competition.¡±


    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Hearing Yu Nian¡¯s thanks, Wu Qian shook his head and grabbed Yu Nian¡¯s hands: ¡°There is still a month to go before the competition. Let¡¯s come and train together from tomorrow onwards.¡±


    So from the next day onwards, Yu Nian continued to study in the System Space at night, and came to Fang Shou Mountain to train with the members of the Association during the day.


    The group of people in the Speedway Association, their blood was pumping as they rubbed their hands one by one, enthusiastic about training; trying to catch up with the newcomer.


    But soon they gave up on the idea. They felt that Yu Nian was even more amazing than during his demonstration.


    The more progress he made in his courses in the System Space, the level of difficulty increased. Completing the last 1/3 of the courses was extremely slow.


    In the System Space, there were clouds and mist on the majestic mountain. The figure of Yu Nian could be seen racing down the mountain over and over again.


    The progress had slowed down, but the effect of fine tuning the techniques was evident.


    It turned out that the first demonstration on Fang Shou Mountain was far from his limit. Yu Nian¡¯s level and ability steadily improved each day, and people couldn¡¯t help but wonder where Yu Nian¡¯s limit was.


    The crowd could not help, but fantasize as they looked at the pace of Yu Nian¡¯s progress.


    Could it be possible? Under the tight competition of Europeans and Americans, could Yu Nian really break the zero streak and win a medal for his own country?


    Only Wu Qian saw some truth of the matter. Yu Nian¡¯s skill was not that bad, but the biggest issue was his physical strength.


    Whether it was Wenxi Mountain or Fang Shou Mountain, the total length was limited. It was also far from reaching the limit of Yu Nian¡¯s physical strength, so his performance was flawless.


    But Tianmen Mountain Tongtian Road, in addition to technique, was also a severe test of physical strength.


    Wu Qian was determined to help Yu Nian make up for this weakness, but as the competition was approaching, the loss may outweigh the gain if the technical training was hastily adjusted and the focus was shifted to physical training.


    He could only add some physical exercises in addition to Yu Nian¡¯s training.


    January passed in the blink of an eye.


    Over the past month, Deng Jingwei would come to pick up Yu Nian whenever he had time.


    The Association members were a group of men who did not care about the Entertainment Industry, and did not know that Yu Nian was an entertainer. They only thought that Deng Jingwei was either a relative or a friend.


    Deng Jingwei also became acquainted with everyone.


    He was tight-lipped about Yu Nian¡¯s identity and didn¡¯t tell anyone.


    ¡®I know that my artist is good at riding the Longboard, but I have no idea how good his skill is.¡¯


    When Deng Jingwei arrived to pick up Yu Nian at the end of the training, Yu Nian told him that he was going to Hunan Province with the Association.


    ¡°What are you doing in Hunan Province?¡± Deng Jingwei looked dazed.


    ¡°Going to a competition.¡±


    Deng Jingwei: ¡°?¡± As he confusedly looked at Yu Nian.


    Wu Qian, who was on the side, told everyone: ¡°Our training is over. After we go back today, let¡¯s have a good rest and relax. Tomorrow, we will leave for Hunan Province.¡±


    Thinking of a suitable way to relax, Yu Nian said to Deng Jingwei, who was still confused, ¡°I will go to Wenxi Mountain to draw later.¡±


    A local living near Wenxi Mountain posted Yu Nian¡¯s drawing on Weibo, instantly making Yu Nian Weibo famous.


    There were many people who came to Wenxi Mountain for Yu Nian, but he had started training at Fang Shou Mountain instead. Those who came, could only helplessly throw their hands in the air, feeling defeated.


    By now, the popularity had died down.


    When Yu Nian came back to Wenxi Mountain a month later, the pancake stall uncle¡¯s eyes lit up and said, ¡°Yo, long time no see. Why haven¡¯t you come recently?¡±


    Yu Nian put on his hat and glasses, then replied, ¡°I¡¯ve been busy lately.¡±


    The pancake stall owner had a daughter, who was in kindergarten. The kindergarten was on holiday today, so she came with her father, and was playing around the stall. When she saw Yu Nian, she cutely greeted him.


    Yu Nian still closed his stall after he ran out of paper, but today was not a holiday and there weren¡¯t that many tourists in Wenxi Mountain today.


    By the time it got dark, and there was no one else around, Yu Nian still had 1 piece of drawing paper.


    The street lights illuminated, one after another.


    Yu Nian looked up and saw a man waiting for the bus, standing not too far away from him.


    The man had a handsome side profile, hair framing his forehead, and a high nose. With a camera hanging around his neck and his back straight, he was busy looking at the pictures on his camera.


    The pedestrians couldn¡¯t help but sneak glances at the man.


    So Yu Nian used this last piece of paper to draw the man standing under the streetlamp at dusk. The man in the picture was young, handsome, with indifferent eyebrows and eyes.


    As soon as Yu Nian had finished drawing, Deng Jingwei came to pick him up on a small electric scooter.


    Yu Nian removed the thumbtack, packed the easel, and secured it on the scooter.


    When Deng Jingwei beckoned Yu Nian to leave, Yu Nian went to the pancake stand, squatted down and patted the little girl¡¯s head. Then he pointed to the man under the streetlamp and asked, ¡°Can you help me give this picture to that man?¡±


    The little girl nodded heavily, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Yu Nian¡¯s cheek, grinning: ¡°Alright!¡±


    Yu Nian smiled and sat on Deng Jingwei¡¯s little electric scooter.


    ¡°Sit tight! Buzz ~ buzz ~ ¡± Deng Jingwei exaggerated the sound of the scooter when it started up. Then he left with Yu Nian.


    Meng Chaochuan was looking at the photo in the camera. The picture he took at Wenxi Mountain, the person rushing down the road on the longboard among a curtain of crape myrtle flowers.


    ¡®Maybe it¡¯s time to look for inspiration somewhere else.¡¯


    He felt something tugging at the corner of his clothes. He bowed his head and saw a little girl pulling at the corner of his clothes.


    ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± He leaned down and asked in a magnetic voice.


    The little girl handed him the picture: ¡°Brother gave it to you!¡±


    Meng Chaochuan took the drawing and was able to tell that it was a drawing of him.


    He was surprised, and quickly turned around to find the artist. He saw that the Pancake stall uncle was busy preparing to close the stall, the stall that sold cold drinks and ice cream had also closed shop for the night.


    He asked the little girl, ¡°Who sent it?¡±


    The little girl grimaced: ¡°Artist Brother, he can also skate Longboards!¡±


    With that, she bounced away.


    Meng Chaochuan looked at the girl¡¯s moving lips and curled his fingers. He heard the little girl¡¯s voice clearly, but he didn¡¯t know what she was talking about.


    The one who draws.


    ¡®What do you draw?¡¯


    More than ten years ago.


    ¡°What do you mean, hard of hearing? Does that mean my son is deaf?¡±


    ¡°No, his hearing is normal. He can hear the sound completely.¡±


    ¡°Then why¨C¡±


    ¡°To put it bluntly, he can¡¯t tell the difference between language resolution and pure tone loudness.¡± The doctor looked at Meng Chaochuan¡¯s mother and put it another way, ¡°Ma¡¯am, have you ever learned French?¡±


    ¡°No.¡±


    A string of fluent French flowed out of the doctor¡¯s mouth. Meng Chaochuan¡¯s mother looked at him with her lips taunt and seemed to understand something.


    The doctor changed back to Chinese: ¡°You heard my voice clearly, but you couldn¡¯t understand what I said.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not that I can¡¯t hear you, but I don¡¯t understand.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s what it means.¡±

 CH 8

    In the system space


    On the mountainside of Panshan Road, Yu Nian laid down in the middle of the road with his arms spread out.


    The coach walked up to him and sat down: ¡°You didn¡¯t manage to finish skating all the way.¡±


    Yu Nian ran his finger down the side of his longboard, gasping for breath: ¡°Yes, I didn¡¯t complete it.¡±


    Previously, on this majestic mountain simulated by the system, Yu Nian had been conducting segmental training.


    Three days ago, as the course progressed, he began to try the whole trail in one run, but not once did he succeed in completing it.


    Several attempts were made, either interrupted by a mistake or falling out of the curve during consecutive corners.


    The same is true this time.


    The coach asked: ¡°Do you know why your progress is stuck here?¡±


    A month ago, Yu Nian¡¯s course progress had been stuck at the two-thirds mark.


    Now that one month has passed, the last third of the course is the most difficult hurdle so far.


    Yu Nian moved his fingers, took off the sweat-soaked gloves, and replied, ¡°My physical fitness is lacking.¡±


    Wenxi Mountain and Fangshou Mountain¡¯s total length both do not exceed five kilometers. The corners are challenging but are not continuous sharp corners. Yu Nian can get buffer and adjustment time between one corner and the next.


    The two mountains¡¯ downhill duration is around ten minutes, more than doable for him.


    But in this high mountain generated by the system, the length of the winding road had suddenly increased to ten kilometers, and the frequency of bends has also increased significantly.


    In each of the training stages before, Yu Nian was able to complete every stage of downhill trails beautifully with advanced skills.


    Now, he is trying to descend down this course. The ten-kilometer winding road completely exposed his weak physical fitness.


    In fact, Wu Qian also discovered this during the Downhill Association¡¯s training days and assigned some physical exercises to Yu Nian.


    But improvements in physical fitness can¡¯t be achieved overnight. With a month, his physical growth is doomed to be limited.


    The coach went up in the air a bit, and Yu Nian¡¯s training results in a qualification table appeared.


    On it, there are detailed data analysis and conclusion suggestions.


    He dragged the picture over, pointing out a clear peak curve.


    ¡°When it goes downhill, your state shows a rapid upward trend, reaching the peak at the 9th-minute mark, and then due to physical exhaustion, the state declines.¡± The coach points to the fifteenth minute on the graph, where the line reached the lowest point and stayed at a relatively stable low value.


    ¡°Fifteen minutes is the limit of your physical strength. At this time, even if your spirit is strong, it will be difficult to keep your mind focused. In addition, your physical strength can¡¯t keep up, which leads to you making frequent mistakes.¡±


    Fifteen minutes. Yu Nian recited this number silently in his heart.


    Tianmen Mountain Tongtian Road, total length 10.77 kilometers, one minute longer than the system¡¯s mountain road.


    But what makes Tongtian Road difficult is not just the ten kilometers. The curves are continuous and those constant sharp bends consume even more energy.


    The coach continued: ¡°Even though this course has been progressing, your advancing speed is getting slower and slower. The premise of the subsequent courses is that your physical fitness can keep up.¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s breathing gradually calmed down, and he nodded.


    The existence of the system¡¯s training space in the courses is simulated from reality.


    It can perfectly project Yu Nian¡¯s physical data from reality into this space so that Yu Nian can get a training experience consistent with reality.


    Yes, the training experience is consistent with reality.


    When the body data is completely consistent, the techniques that Yu Nian learns in the system space can be transferred into reality.


    So when Yu Nian finishes learning courses and techniques here, his brain remembers this experience and feelings. When he returned to reality and trained, he could form a physical memory and master it thoroughly from there.


    However, physical fitness is dependent on actual exercise data that can only be fed back to the system space from reality.


    If he wanted to go further in this field, Yu Nian must first exercise his physical stamina in reality.


    He slowly opened his eyes and exited the system space.


    Next to him, Deng Jingwei saw that he was awake and handed over a bottle of mineral water.


    Yu Nian took it and saw Wu Qian and other members of the association sitting aside, looking at the electronic screen in the hall with anxiety on their faces.


    Presently, they are waiting for the flight.


    The Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open will be held three days from now. The date is approaching, and the entire Tianmen Mountain Tongtian Road has been closed. The competition committee is in the process of arranging and inspecting the track.


    The day before the competition, the track will be temporarily closed so that the contestants can come to familiarize themselves with the track. Then it will be closed until the competition¡¯s official start of the first qualification round.


    Everyone was thinking about today¡¯s schedule. They will arrive in Hunan province at night, from this evening and one day tomorrow, there is more than enough rest time. Then the day after tomorrow, they will go over to familiarize themselves with the tracks according to the arrangement of the competition committee.


    But who could have predicted a sudden rainstorm, a flight delay, starting two hours ago?


    Yu Nian took advantage of the delay and entered the system space for training.


    Wu Qian walked back and forth, his expression unpleasant: ¡°Why is it raining out of the blue? Isn¡¯t the weather forecast always sunny lately?


    Other people scratched their heads: ¡°It¡¯s summer, and the rain goes quickly. Let¡¯s wait and see, it should stop soon.¡±


    However, the torrential rain did not stop until the afternoon, and the airline was unsure when the flight could resume.


    According to their schedule, they should have arrived in Hunan already.


    Wu Qian was anxious and took a look at Yu Nian. This time, their association has a total of three entries in the competition. The other two have participated in the Tianmen Mountain Downhill competition several times. Besides, the association itself also engages in activities that include members going to Tianmen Mountain for training.


    It can be said that the entire association, except Yu Nian, has set foot on this track at least ten times.


    Then there is Yu Nian, who has never stepped onto Tianmen Mountain once.


    With this rain, we won¡¯t miss the practice day, right?


    Wu Qian took a deep breath: ¡°Wait, look into the high-speed trains.¡±


    Wu Zheng saw his brother¡¯s unpleasant expression, so he quickly took out his cell phone to search for the information. After typing their desired destination in the search bar, he reported with wide eyes: ¡°Brother, several sections of the train tracks have been closed due to landslides. They are working to clear it and the trains are being halted.¡±


    ¡°How about we change from one train to another along the way?¡±


    ¡°Can¡¯t, ticket sales for several trains have been suspended.¡±


    Wu Qian¡¯s eyelids¡¯ twitched and frowned: ¡°How about we try taking a taxi and go straight across the province?¡±


    Wu Zheng hurriedly opened the taxi-hailing app: ¡°That won¡¯t work either¡­¡±


    ¡°Why?¡±


    ¡°The rain. It¡¯s really perplexing¡±


    Everyone in the association started discussing in low voices.


    ¡°If we keep on waiting like this, won¡¯t we miss the practice day?¡±


    Deng Jingwei didn¡¯t understand the seriousness of the matter. He thought it was just an ordinary race, with a group of longboard enthusiasts chasing after each other on tracks.


    Deng Jingwei¡¯s eyes widened, and couldn¡¯t speak for a long time when one of them told him how many rappellers had fallen to death on this track.


    He couldn¡¯t fathom why Yu Nian would participate in such a dangerous game.


    Yu Nian looked up and saw that the flight was delayed on the electronic screen in the lobby, but did not find an estimated time of departure.


    When the land transportation options were also cut off, they had no choice but to just wait here.


    After two more hours, the airport ground staff came over to explain the situation and sent over lunchboxes to express their apologies.


    But no one in the room thought about eating, they all looked at Yu Nian with worry.


    Yu Nian took out his chopsticks, opened the lunchbox¡¯s lid, and started eating slowly: ¡°Let¡¯s eat, it doesn¡¯t taste too bad.¡±


    When other people saw him like this, they felt like they were about to lose their appetite.


    Wu Qian also picked up his chopsticks and forced a smile: ¡°Eat. If we eat well, drink well, and rest well, we will have the strength for the competition.


    Perhaps this is not too bad¡­ maybe it¡¯s still not too late.


    Wu Qian used his chopsticks to place some rice into his mouth, but couldn¡¯t swallow for a long time.


    He squeezed his chopsticks and looked at Yu Nian, a guilty expression in his eyes: ¡°Blame me, I should have stopped training early and had us leave in advance for Tianmen Mountain.¡±


    Yu Nian shook his head.


    He knew in his heart that even if he arrived at Tianmen Mountain early, he would have all kinds of ¡®accidents.¡¯


    Accidents not unlike this violent rain that no one expected, this world excludes undisguised malice towards him.


    One night passed, and after that, a morning followed.


    The hearts and hopes of the people in the association slowly sunk.


    So they waited until traffic resumed and planes took flight again. When the group arrived in Hunan Province, it was already the opening day for practice.


    They drove to Tianmen Mountain as fast as they could.


    Can they make it?


    They tried their best to catch up with the opening hours of the track to give Yu Nian enough time to familiarize himself with the track.


    The sun slanted west, indicating that the day has begun to come to an end.


    At Tongtian Road, a group of longboard downhill runners of various races and countries was there. While walking back to rest, they talked and laughed with each other.


    When they saw this group of people from the S City Downhill Association, their curiosity showed on their faces. It was already so late, but people are still just arriving?


    Against the opposite flow of people, the group hurried through carrying longboards.


    Can we make it in time-


    When they reached the place, they saw the staff just closing the track and moving the ¡°no entry¡± sign to the center of the road.


    Their footsteps stopped abruptly.


    There seems to be something ridiculing and mocking their irresponsibility.


    Wu Qian froze in place, feeling the confusion. He felt like he was being teased and played with.


    ¡°How¡­ how could this happen?¡± One of them asked.


    A competition staff a little ways away shot them a strange look: ¡°You guys came here to get familiar with the track? Why did y¡¯all come so late? It¡¯s getting dark. It¡¯s closed. Go back.¡±


    Wu Qian tried his luck: ¡°The flight is delayed due to heavy rain, brother, can you just let us in and try it, just one round.¡±


    The staff shook his head: ¡°No, it can¡¯t be opened after it is closed. You guys should¡¯ve cared more. Who made you guys come so late?¡±


    Yu Nian listened to their conversation and looked at this winding road.


    This mountain is lush and green. Light green, dark green, all green.


    Only the gray-white road is like a dragon slashing through thorns, swinging its body in layers of green waves, swaying upwards.


    The gray-white road circled in front of the mountain, guiding eyes to the far-reaching skies.


    The space between the sky and earth is colossal, blurred with mist and rain.


    This is the way to heaven, the path starting from the earth.


    Wu Qian¡¯s voice sounded next to Yu Nian, recalling his somewhat distant thoughts.


    ¡°Yu Nian, give up this time. We will come again next year.¡± He said this crushing thing to Yu Nian, having failed to negotiate with the worker.


    It is impossible. No one has even tried stepping into the race without being familiar with the track.


    Yu Nian¡¯s technique is skilled, but no one can do it, and he can¡¯t either.


    Wu Qian attaches great importance to Yu Nian and this game, but he pays more attention to Yu Nian¡¯s boundless future.


    Wu Qian will never allow Yu Nian to get injured because he rashly set foot on the track without preparation.


    Give up this time, and the next time, next time for sure, this young man will shine on this road winding up into the skies.


    The Yu Nian at that time will be the Yu Nian who is familiar with the track and has reached the best physical condition with the best techniques.


    Wu Qian: ¡°When the time comes, your skills will have matured, your physical fitness following. I believe you will be able to get a good ranking then.¡±


    The rest of the group echoed this statement.


    ¡°Yes, let¡¯s give up this time. Tianmen Mountain is different from Wenxi Mountain and Fangshou Mountain. This road is too difficult for now.¡±


    ¡°Yu Nian, we all believe that you have the strength, and it will be the same thing if you come next year. You don¡¯t have to feel too bad.¡±


    As downhill players, each of them naturally yearns for this track and knows that Yu Nian will not give up easily.


    But it is too dangerous. He has never stepped on the ladder and has never been familiar with the track. With the ninety-nine bends of Tianmen Mountain, no matter how good the protective measures are, it is too dangerous.


    Deng Jingwei stood by, trying his best to also persuade him to give up.


    Give up?


    Yu Nian didn¡¯t speak for a long time.


    He remembered the ¡°Symphony of Destiny¡± playing in Liu Chuan¡¯s office on the first day he transmigrated into the book.


    The string instruments played in unison with the clarinet, and the dark and indifferent melody revealed a sliver of fate. This melody called destiny stretched its teeth and danced on its claws, shouting and roaring, trying to get out of every corner.


    It whispers and hints vindictively, trying to make him accept the arrangement and accept the established track.


    Then the sonorous, magnificent horn blew, strangling the throat of fate, and everything came to an abrupt end.


    Breaking his long silence, Yu Nian whispered: ¡°If it¡¯s only at this level¡­¡±


    If the world¡¯s malice towards him is only at this level, it is far from enough to make him stop.


    ¡°I want to participate.¡±

 CH 9

    Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open is a grand banquet in the niche sport of longboarding.


    While the public knows very little about his game and did not pay attention to it, countless longboard enthusiasts are rushing to Tianmen Mountain from all over the world.


    On the day of the qualifying competition, sponsored by an excellent brand, a total of twelve large LED screens were set up at the foot of the mountain and in the valley where the competition was watched from.


    The competition will be displayed in real-time on the screens.


    At the same time, the speaker and simultaneous interpreter explains and comments on the game.


    The foothills and valleys are already crowded with spectators from all over the world. The golden sunlight covered the ridges, national flags of various colors waving and fluttering. Some fans of famous downhills players spread huge banners in the valley, unfurling in the wind.


    ¡°God Save The King!¡±


    ¡°Go China!¡±


    The shouts and cheers echoed through the sky.


    Everyone today is looking forward to this intense game on the track.


    The extreme sports forum is a gathering place for domestic extreme sports enthusiasts. Members in the forum are very active, and some extreme sports events and information are often the first to spread out from here.


    In the extreme sports circle, this forum holds a considerable amount of weight.


    Currently, in the longboard downhill section of the forum, longboard enthusiasts who could not be there to watch the game in person are watching the live broadcast of the game remotely.


    [Bets on who can win number one in this game?]


    [I think Lucius, I¡¯ve been to Tianmen Mountain for several competitions. His skill is consistent.]


    [I bet on Lucius¡¯s friend, Harrison. I think he can beat his buddy.]


    [Why are you guys all betting on the United States? I think the three Brazilian gods are very good. If they don¡¯t make mistakes, there is a chance of a medal.]


    [If Mei Xuelai also came to the competition, there would be basically no suspense.]


    [Mei Xuelai thinks China is too far away. Sigh, I really want to witness Mei Xuelai¡¯s grace with my own eyes.]


    Some fans who have newly joined the forum section read circling posts on the homepage and one couldn¡¯t help but ask: Why is no one betting on our own? Isn¡¯t there more than one hundred contestants this time? Many are from China.


    His questioning attracted many replies.


    [¡­]


    [This is a question that only a newcomer can ask. Although we are the host, we are really lagging behind in extreme sports. Two of them passing the qualifying round will count as good.]


    [Yes, it¡¯s not just longboarding, but also other things. Every time it¡¯s like this, I¡¯ve already gotten used to it.]


    At the competition site, a corner of the twelve-sided large LED screen appeared, and the interpreter entered the screen: ¡°Friends in the audience, there is still half an hour until today¡¯s qualifying game will start. We can see the Tianmen Square on the top of the mountain. The first group of qualifiers is checking their longboards and protective gear.¡±


    Simultaneous interpretation conveys the narrator¡¯s words in real-time.


    The camera swept across the hilltop plaza, and the audience looked through the LED screens and saw that the first group of contestants was warming up their bodies, their faces ranging from excited to serious.


    Commentator; ¡°According to the data from the competition committee, this longboard downhill open has a total of 186 domestic and foreign players from 28 countries and regions participating.¡¯


    ¡°They will compete for 32 advancement spots in today¡¯s qualifying round and participate in the finals.¡±


    ¡°The players will be divided into 4 groups, the top six in each group will advance directly, and the remaining places will be allocated to the top eight of the remaining players. Let us wish you all the best results.¡±


    Yu Nian was sitting in the waiting area and saw the first group of players swipe the wristbands containing their identity information on a machine, walking to each of their numbered tracks one after another.


    He looked at his own wristband with the number ¡°4-15.¡±


    He is No.15 in the fourth group, the group last of the four qualifying rounds.


    Unlike the lively shouts resounding throughout the valley, the atmosphere in the waiting area is solemn and quiet.


    There are nearly two hundred players, and 80% of them will be eliminated today, not cruel at all.


    But some downhill players are full of confidence and didn¡¯t worry about this qualifying match. Their goal has been placed on winning a medal in the finals.


    Lucius, a longboard downhill player from the United States, is one of them. He has participated in the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open several times, and each time he did very well. Many people think that he already had a medal in the bag.


    As for the color of this medal, it depends on how well he plays in the finals.


    Lucius sat in his seat, wearing headphones, shaking his legs, and mobilizing his muscles. He boringly scanned the contestants in the waiting area.


    His eyebrows raised when he saw Yu Nian.


    The outstanding appearance of this young Asian man is very abrupt here. His fair skin and delicate face seem to belong in a completely different place on stage with his own spotlight.


    Lucid greeted him humorously: ¡°Hey, beautiful. Are you really here to participate in the competition instead of cheering us on?¡±


    Scanning the bracelet on Yu Nian¡¯s thin wrist, he noticed the numbers 4-15. Lucius pointed to the ¡°4-03¡± on his wristband, ¡°We are both in the fourth group, but I won¡¯t lose deliberately for you.¡±


    Yu Nian ignored him. The first group of the game was about to begin, and his eyes were focused on the big screen.


    Next to him,  there sat Wu Qian and Deng Jingwei. They didn¡¯t understand English and didn¡¯t know what Lucius said. Still, it was not a good thing seeing his teasing expression.


    Wu Qian asked: ¡°Do you really want to participate?¡±


    Deng Jingwei didn¡¯t know how to persuade him. He felt that should respect the wishes of his artists, but he was really worried about the danger.


    Yu Nian did not answer, staring at the big screen, as if already immersed in his own world. He could no longer hear the voices beside him.


    The referee issued the signal, a shot fired, and dozens of figures stepped on their longboards instantly moved.


    The sun burned. The mountains stood tall.


    The forest and sea are like green waves. The gray-white road spirals and winds in the green waves, extending from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, making the world and the earth become one.


    Tongtian Road, from the ground to the sky! The downhill players jumped from the junction of the blue sky and the green mountains.


    The roar of the audience once again resounded in the valley.


    The wind lifted up various national flags and banners of different sizes overlapped.


    Yu Nian focused on that road.


    ¡°Always look forward, that is your road, your direction, simple scenery on both sides of the road is not worthy of your attention!¡±


    There is no longer the scenery on the sides of the road in his eyes, nor other colors.


    There is only this winding gray road.


    The first group finished, and now the second group will play.


    Then the second group finished, and next came the third group.


    Yu Nian has been staring at the fierce competition on the big screen.


    Wu Qian thought he was watching the game and tried comforting him: ¡°Don¡¯t be nervous, just do your best.¡±


    Yu Nian did not answer him as usual and did not break his line of sight for a moment.


    Wu Qian realized that Yu Nian seemed to be in a trance. His eyes were still not moving, but his lips were moving quickly.


    Seeing that he was chanting something, Wu Qian couldn¡¯t help but lean closer to hear his chants.


    ¡°The ninety-ninth bend, straight¡­ the first turn back, the dense area of bends¡­¡±


    ¡°The eighty-eighth bend to the eighty-fourth bend, the spiral descends, and the cake tower bends five consecutive times¡­¡±


    ¡°Three wall bends¡­¡±


    After listening for a while, Wu Qian¡¯s expression changed.


    Yu Nian is not watching the game!


    His eyes filtered out the longboard downhill players who were chasing fiercely on the track and noted the corners.


    He is recording the distance.


    Missing the pre-match practice track, he is trying to become familiar with the track this way!


    Wu Qian opened his mouth, it was difficult to believe what was happening before his eyes. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn¡¯t bother Yu Nian. He sat silently and chose to be quiet.


    The third group match finished.


    The commentator¡¯s passionate voice sounded: ¡°Okay! After these three sets of qualification matches, 18 players have been qualified for the finals. Now for our last group of players.¡±


    Yu Nian closed his astringent eyes.


    He quickly went over the curves he had just seen through the big screen in his mind.


    ¡°Every year, the essence of artistic creation is observation, and then expression.¡±


    ¡°Observe and express, this is what you need to spend a lifetime doing.¡±


    The kind voice of his grandma teaching him how to paint echoed in his mind.


    Observe, observe, and observe. The road in the five consecutive corners of the cake tower is narrow, and the turning angle is small. He will fall out due to inertia. Several players made mistakes here in the qualifiers just now.


    Observe, observe, and observe. After three consecutive wall bends, because of the previous rainfall, the mountain seeped in water. He saw the remaining watermarks on the road showing how slippery it is.


    Observe, observe, and observe¡­


    ¡°Fourth group of contestants, please go to the preparation area.¡± The staff prompted.


    Yu Nian opened his eyes, his expression calm.


    He took the back matte helmet that Deng Jingwei handed him and walked to the starting point of the track. He handed the bracelet bound with his identity information to the staff.


    Because of the importance of Tianmen Mountain in the field of downhill longboarding, every time anyone steps on this road, they need to record everything down at the Tianmen Square Office of Tianmen Mountain.


    They must bring an ID card/passport/visa to upload the identity information into the system for authentication. This generates a number unique to each person.


    Every time they step onto Tianmen Mountain, the personal record in the system counts each visit.


    The staff scanned their card on the machine, and the electronic voice sounded: ¡°Ding, confirmation successful. Contestant, China-9877635.¡±


    In this game, there is no name, only your nationality, and number.


    Returning the bracelet to Yu Nian, the staff person smiled and said, ¡°Come on.¡±


    Yu Nian walked to the starting position belonging to 4-15 and put on his helmet.


    This outstandingly produced helmet has a great texture and aerodynamic line design. It had practical and artistic beauty, giving the people a strong sense of futuristic technology.


    The camera swept over, and Yu Nian happened to be putting on his helmet at that time.


    With his helmet and hands covering his face, only a pair of beautiful eyebrows were exposed.


    The audience¡¯s discussion became louder.


    ¡°That number 15 seems a bit handsome.¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s for our country! Fighting for a bit of moral support. Only two Chinese players in the first three groups made it to the top six.¡±


    As the camera scanned each contestant, the commentator introduced them to the audience one by one.


    Among them, the number of times they were on this track is a piece of data that must be introduced.


    In today¡¯s information technology, the recording system is very perfect.


    Once a person touches Tianmen Mountain, there will be one more record of their visit for that player.


    No exceptions.


    After a long period of announcing each player¡¯s information, the commentator¡¯s voice has become hoarse. But the enthusiasm of the commentary is not diminished: ¡°Number 15 of group 4, let us call up his number in the system for his records. Record number 9877635, his number of previous ladder tracks is-¡±


    The commentator¡¯s words froze.


    The audience saw that the corner of the big screen belonged to the narrator¡¯s sub-camera. He was full of disbelief. He covered the microphone and turned his head to question the staff.


    Even though the microphone was covered, they still had high-definition audio equipment, so their conversation still echoed in the valley.


    ¡°There is no error in the data?¡±


    ¡°Yes, that¡¯s right.¡±


    ¡°How is this possible! Wasn¡¯t there a practice day?¡±


    ¡°The track was opened yesterday and because of a flight delay, he did not have enough time to make it for the practice.¡±


    The audience looked at each other as they listened to the hushed conversation.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong? What happened?¡±


    After a while, the narrator uncovered the microphone.


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry for the delay.¡± The commentator cleared his throat, with residual shock on his face, ¡°Number 15 of group 4, record number 9877635, his previous number of ladder tracks: 0!¡±


    There was a moment of silence at the foot of the mountain and in the valley. Then the discussion suddenly boomed.


    ¡°What is this situation?¡¯


    ¡°I don¡¯t know, this is my first time here, this hasn¡¯t happened before?¡±


    ¡°Is this fake??¡±


    The commentator explained: ¡°We just learned that due to a flight delay, No.15 of group 4 missed yesterday¡¯s track familiarization time!¡±


    ¡°Number 15 of group 4, record number 9877635, his number of tracks on the Tongtian Road is 0! This means that in this game, he will be on this road for the first time!¡±


    The audience was in an uproar.


    ¡°Isn¡¯t he going to die?¡±


    Even the ones with the least experience have set foot on Tongtian Road more than ten times. There are nearly two hundred contestants who participated in this competition.


    No one has ever participated in this race without a trial run.


    No one has thought about this possibility. Everyone in the race is eager to study every road section and every corner beforehand.


    How dare he?


    Lucius in the same group heard the simultaneous interpretation and looked at Yu Nian with wide eyes.


    Is he crazy, this Chinese person?


    He must be crazy!


    The fixing buckle of the helmet clicked, and Yu Nian slid down the PC shutter on the helmet.


    He stopped looking at the outside world.


    His eyes were cold.


    His journey begins at this moment.


    Being on this road, he now can only go forward.

 CH 10

    At Tianmen Square, more than forty domestic and foreign players stood ready, waiting for the referee to give the orders.


    The sky is blue, the mountains strikingly majestic. National flags of various colors in the valley flutter with the mountain wind, resembling ocean waves.


    The huge LED screen sept over every player¡¯s figure, and the audience cried out with excitement.


    The voices didn¡¯t decrease until everyone was in place.


    The referee held the starting gun toward the sky: ¡°Everyone in place¨C get ready¨C¡±


    ¡°Boom¡±


    More than forty figures moved upon hearing the gunshot.


    The commentator¡¯s voice sounded: ¡°After the previous three games, I believe everyone understands the difficulty of this path.¡±


    ¡°It has not only devastating 99 bends but also complicated road conditions and uneven distribution of road friction.¡±


    The ideal track for longboard downhill is on asphalt pavement. The asphalt pavement is even and allows a strong grip. In contrast, there are many joints on cement roads, especially Tianmen Mountain Road. The joints on the cement road are very wide. Some small grooves on the road surface bring obvious bumps to the downhill road.


    But these bumps did not have a big impact on Yu Nian. When the longboard under his feet began to move, he entered his own world.


    His absolute control of the center of gravity became instinct, allowing him to integrate with his board.


    Heaven and Earth seemed to have become a giant painting. He launched his figure into this giant painting to measure every section of the road and every turn, verifying his previous observations of it.


    This road has a total length of 10.77 kilometers and 99 bends, with an average of one bend per 100 meters.


    With his case of not being familiar with this road, Yu Nian¡¯s speed was not fast, it can only be ranked midstream, but this is far from getting top six in the group and qualifying for the finals.


    There were a dozen to twenty figures in front of him. He did not reveal any anxiety. After going into the winding road, he quickly cut into the 99th turn.


    ¡°Good! Even though it is his first time to set foot on Tongtian Road, Contestant No. 15 has shown his skill and control of longboarding.¡±


    ¡°But it¡¯s just the first corner, and there are narrow corners after narrow corners, one after another waiting for him.¡±


    The Turn Back Bend is also called the Hairpin Bend, which refers to a u-turn bend around 180 degrees.


    With Turn Back Bends in Tianmen Mountain, the turning radius of such a curve is very small, so the speed must be reduced when cornering. If you don¡¯t pay attention, you will slip and fall off the road.


    They are now at the most thrilling place in the entire track. This is also the place where the downhill players have the slowest speed. The nearly twenty figures in front of Yu Nian began to slow down and cornered.


    This slowest speed is the easiest to surpass.


    Yu Nian had this idea that he had decided from the beginning. He has no other players¡¯ familiarity with the road condition, and his physical deficiencies give him an advantage only in the first half.


    His lack of familiarity with the track made him control his speed at a medium from the beginning, and if he slows down when cornering, he will completely fall behind.


    It is necessary to use the limit at the current speed to cornering, gaining an advantage with corners.


    The commentator¡¯s voice quickly sounded when the downhill players were cornering: ¡°We can see that the players unanimously chose the curve route entering from the outside of the curve.¡±


    ¡°In such a thrilling back turn, entering the outer circle, exiting the corner close to the center of the bend, passing at a lower speed and a maximum arc is a safe choice, so this is a very correct route!¡±


    Soon the narrator¡¯s sight was attracted by Yu Nian who followed immediately.


    He saw in the camera that his speed did not drop significantly like the others, and still maintained a high speed into the corner.


    ¡°No. 15! He actually chose to enter the corner from the inside, and he almost didn¡¯t slow down!¡± The commentator took a breath, ¡°It can be seen that No. 15 has kept up despite not being familiar with the track with medium speed. But this kind of speed can definitely be called high speed when cornering.¡±


    ¡°We know two types of cornering- slowing down before the corner, and directly drifting through the corner. He chose the second one, which is very good for him. It allows him to surpass two downhill players!¡±


    They could see Yu Nian cornering from the inside, and when drifting, he smoothly passed the two downhill players in front of him.


    The wheels rubbed against the ground violently, think blue smoke emitting.


    The electronic tachometer on the road showed the instantaneous speed when Yu Nian cornered: 65km/h.


    ¡°Amazing corning speed! His technique is beyond doubt good! And this is just the first time he has set foot on this track!¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s body was leaning almost parallel to the ground. This sharp 180-degree bend made the longboard drift far away, and the arc is drawn amazingly.


    The wind whizzed in his ears, and everything on both sides of the road was going backward fast.


    The eyes of the audience gathered him, crying out one after another.


    The narrator with an excited look on his face, spoke quickly: ¡°A little bit off and his body would have hit the low wall next to the road, but he controlled it. He has incredible confidence in his control of the center of gravity. We can understand No.15. Why did he choose such a treacherous turn-in-and-out route?¡±


    Because none of the more than forty players in this group are weak. If he wants to break through to the top six and qualify for the finals, he must establish his own advantage! In this limited speed, overtaking corners is his only choice!¡±


    This is his only choice.


    After Yu Nian passed this Turn Back Bend smoothly, he immediately entered the dense area of the bends.


    Turn 97, Turn 93, and Turn 88! Here comes the cake tower!


    He took a deep breath and became more focused than ever before.


    The 88th to 84th bends are five consecutive U-shaped bends descending spirally, layered on top of each other. It resembles a multi-layered cake, so it was named a ¡°cake tower.¡±


    The cake tower is built on a mountain with a towering cliff on the inside, and a dangerous cliff on the outside.


    If you get too close to the inside when turning a corner, you may hit the cliff. If you get too close to the outside, you may fall off the cliff.


    It is also impossible to observe the terrain when exiting the bend because of the cliff wall.


    Compared to the road curve with a wide view, the five consecutive bends of the cake tower are so much more dangerous.


    Here, even Lucius, a veteran who has participated in this competition several times, slowed down to the lowest possible speed, carefully crossing the cake bends.


    At this moment, a speeding figure zoomed past him.


    Lucius recognized from the color of his leather jacket and helmet that it was No. 15, the insignificant delicate little beauty from his group.


    Yu Nian lowered his body, keeping the center gravity perpendicular to the board surface, and tilted his body with the longboard under his feet to overcome the centrifugal force.


    The slider on his glove rubbed against the ground, bringing out a string of sparks.


    Such speed!


    Of course, with the helmet on his face, Lucius couldn¡¯t see the boy¡¯s expression. But Lucius can envision the calmness of his face under the helmet and the madness in his eyes.


    ¡°He really is crazy¡­¡± Lucius cursed discreetly, realizing he was a little unstable because of the distraction. He quickly reduced his thoughts and focused on the road in front of him.


    Cornering, drifting.


    The audience was surprised to see that Yu Nian continued to pass the cake tower at such speed. His initial speed disadvantage is gradually being evened out. After these corners, he has surpassed several downhill players and successfully reached the first echelon.


    There, three wall bends followed. There is no direct sunlight, and watermarks remain on the road.


    Yu Nian was prepared, and his stable posture was not affected by the slippery marks.


    Halfway through, Yu Nian had already reached third place among all the players!


    ¡°Fantastic!¡± Wu Qian clenched his fists.


    As long as this ranking can be maintained, he is bound to have a seat in the finals!¡±


    But what Wu Qian has been worrying about finally happened. The continuous turns made Yu Nian consume a lot of energy, and from his posture, you can vaguely see the state of exhaustion.


    Sweat dripped down Yu Nian¡¯s chin, then was blown away by the oncoming wind. It blew onto the concrete road behind him, and the imprints quickly evaporated and disappeared.


    ¡°Hold on, Yu Nian.¡± Wu Qian looked nervous. He knew that Yu Nian¡¯s advantage was over. When his physical strength dropped to the bottom, he could only complete it with sheer willpower.


    The audience also discovered this, shouting and cheering for support: ¡°Come on, No. 15!¡±


    ¡°Carry on!¡±


    After crossing another curve, sweat slid down his forehead and flooded into his eyes, causing a tingling pain. Yu Nian closed his eyes involuntarily. At this time, his wheels smashed into the joints of the road, and the longboard began to shake violently.


    His stamina was no longer enough to control such a situation. His body fell onto the road instantly and slammed into the low wall outside of the mountain road.


    Wu Qian and Deng Jingwei watching the game immediately jolted in surprise in their seats.


    If there was no low wall protection outside the road, he would¡¯ve fallen directly into the abyss!


    The spectators who were watching the game also cried out in surprise.


    ¡°No. 15 fell down, protected by his protective gear, coupled with his good power relief posture, such a fall should not have a big impact. But he hit the low wall on the outside of the road! Even after shaking off the force, the speed of the impact is still not low, which will undoubtedly make his brain groggy.¡±


    The weak young man on the road moved, and during this, two downhill players passed him one after another.


    Yu Nian heard his own violent gasps, and time seemed to slow down when he fell. The sounds of wind and wheels bumping against the road seemed to disappear until he fell on the ground and slammed into the low wall. Time seemed to flow normally again after.


    He held up his hand, and through the lens filter, he could see a puddle of blood on the ground.


    ¡°He is injured.¡± The commentator said solemnly, ¡°Will he give up the game or get up and continue?¡±


    Yu Nian felt a little dizzy, and for a moment, he wanted to just lie down on the road, take some deep breaths and calm down, close his eyes and sleep for a while.


    He thinks of his life before he went into this book when he was the proud son of heaven.


    His hands were hailed as God¡¯s favor and the most outstanding gift. Even a scratch the size of a fingernail can arouse the tension of the people around him.


    But at this moment, the blood from his hand stained the gray-white road.


    Yu Nian stood up holding onto the low wall.


    He looked at the rolling mountains under the mountain road, overlapping and rushing towards him.


    This is not the time to rest.


    Doing his best is not enough, he has to do better than his best.


    He still doesn¡¯t know his way, he still doesn¡¯t know the meaning of all this. But.


    ¡°I want to win.¡±


    Whether it was the past or the present.


    ¡°I want to win.¡±


    He stood on his longboard again.


    The sunlight shines on his helmet¡¯s PC cover, reflecting a colorful glare.


    ¡°Contestant No. 15 chose to continue the game! His fall delayed the run for early 40 seconds, during which another downhill player surpassed him.¡±


    ¡°Fortunately, the advantage brought by the continuous high-speed drifting and cornering in the early stages is still there. He is still first in the echelon position! But can he still qualify for the finals?¡±


    While the narrator was worrying, Yu Nian slid down to the end of the road without hesitation.


    Wu Qian pressed his lips together tightly and put his hands together to pray on his forehead.


    He tried his best. No matter what the result was, he tried his best.


    Yu Nian locked his eyes on the road ahead, the densest place of the curve had passed, and the smooth slope was next. In this kind of relatively open field of vision, he can maintain a high speed and adapt accordingly.


    ¡°He is accelerating! Unbelievable! Contestant No. 15 has grasped the road conditions and chose to accelerate when he is injured and physically weak!¡±


    Lucius crossed the finish line first.


    Then a few figures followed.


    Everyone held their breath, and when Yu Nian also crossed the finish line, there was an unprecedented cry.


    The rankings were quickly given on the timer.


    The narrator¡¯s excited voice sounded: ¡°Eighth in the overall remaining group! No. 15 failed to advance directly to the top six in group four, but his timing ranking is still in the top eight of the remaining people. He won a spot out of the 32 available and is in the finals!¡±


    The audience was intoxicated.


    It was an incredible thing to qualify for the finals after setting foot on the track for the first time.


    The longboard downhill forum exploded.


    [Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! No. 15 entered the finals. When he crashed I could just feel the pain.]


    [Very surprised, I just checked the record number 9787635 in the system. It¡¯s the first time he completed the track, and with no test trial either.]


    [He skated very conservatively at first. It seems true that this was the first time he was on the track, but he was able to skate like this. His skills are very incredible.]


    [Outrageous, even if he is so courageous, daring to just go without experience on the track can really get him tumbling off the cliff! This is not a joke!]


    [Where did this great God come from, he actually qualified for the finals. Say, let¡¯s try guessing how far this big boss can go in the finals.]


    [WIth Harrison and Lucius, as well as the big bosses from Brazil, a medal is out of the question. After all, it is still his first time in this competition. His result is already good, looking forward to the next finals. Maybe then he can enter the top 20?]


    [Curious about who this boss is, if he can perform so well here, he must have a place in future events!]


    Yu Nian took off his gloves soaked with sweat and blood, panting.


    He couldn¡¯t advance directly, and it feels strange to be selected from the remainders to qualify for the finals.


    He wants to win.


    Not barely qualifying for the finals, but to win.


    At this time, the familiar electronic sound in his mind echoed.


    [Modeling function is turned on.]


    [Tianmen Mountain data importing¡­successfully imported, modeling¡­]


    [Tianmen Mountain, modeling is complete.]

 CH 11

    The finals are in three days.


    Yu Nian, accompanied by everyone from the Downhill Association, went to the competition committee to enter his information for the finals. He put his bracelet on the machine and waited until the machine made a beep, an indicator that the information had been successfully entered.


    Yu Nian took off the bracelet, turned around, and saw that more than 30 other qualified finalists in the hall were also lining up to input their information.


    In addition to him, two Chinese players qualified for the finals. Seeing Yu Nian looking over, they gave a friendly nod, curiosity in their eyes.


    After Lucius from the United States entered his information, he glanced at Yu Nian, who was about to leave and couldn¡¯t help but say: ¡°Hey, pretty boy, you made it to the finals. Surprised me.¡±


    He walked up to Yu Nian, not caring if the boy in front of him could understand the language he spoke.


    ¡°But depending on your speed in the qualifying competition, you are still far from getting a medal. I suggest you go back and recover from your injuries. Scars are badges of masculinity and strength, but they don¡¯t suit your body.¡±


    It is true that after this qualifying round, this young man who missed the pre-match test track has established some familiarity with this track.


    Maybe in the finals, his speed will improve.


    But so what?


    The number of times he has stepped on this road is still too few. This one qualifying match cannot allow him to remember the characteristics of every corner and every section of this road.


    ¡°You have great potential, but this is not your time to shine.¡± Lucius shook his head and continued, ¡°I look forward to seeing more exciting performances from you in the next competition. Good luck.¡±


    This young man from China has already shown his competitiveness in the field of downhill longboarding.


    Lucius knows that if Yu Nian can maintain this state, next competition when he comes with more mature skills he will be the strongest opponent against Lucius.


    Yu Nian put on his bracelet and looked into Lucius¡¯s eyes: ¡°Not next time, but every time.¡±


    Lucius raised his eyebrows in surprise by Yu Nian¡¯s standard Oxford accent stemming from aristocrats in Southern England. His voice was calm, not provocative. He spoke as if he was speaking absolute fact with no underlying anger in response to Lucius¡¯s words.


    When Lucius was about to respond, Yu Nian nodded politely at him and left with Deng Jingwei and Wu Qian.


    Lucius¡¯s friend, Harrison, heard the conversation between the two and curled his lips at Yu Nian¡¯s back: ¡°Isn¡¯t that the little guy from your group? Blind confidence and arrogance are not good things.¡±


    Harrison, like Lucius, ranked first in his group and got a place in the finals with no trouble.


    Lucius took out a piece of gum and chewed it up: ¡°Don¡¯t underestimate him. Harrison, can you get such a result the first time?¡±


    Harrison shrugged: ¡°God knows. For the sake of safety, I wouldn¡¯t try such a thing.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t make any excuses, you know you can¡¯t.¡± Lucius spread his hands, ¡°Of course, neither can I. You have not experienced being on the same road as him. When the time comes, you will find-¡±


    Find the madness inside that young man¡¯s bones.


    ¡­¡­


    In the medical tent prepared by the competition committee, the doctor first cleaned the wound on Yu Nian¡¯s wrist with hydrogen peroxide, then repeatedly washed with normal saline to remove the small gravel grains and dust embedded in the wound.


    After the layer of medicine was applied, the doctor pushed up his glasses: ¡°The weather is hot today, so there is no need to bandage anything. Fortunately, the wound is not deep. Pay attention for a few days and wait for the scab to heal. Don¡¯t worry much, young people recover quickly.¡±


    ¡°Also, the shoulder and back are contused and swollen. When you go back to rest, apply an ice pack and replace it with a hot compress tomorrow.¡±


    After thanking the doctor, they returned to the hotel.


    Deng Jingwei asked the hotel for half a bucket of ice cubes, wrapped some in a towel, and signaled Yu Nian to lay down.


    Yu Nian laid down on the bed and put his hand coated with iodophor on the edge of the bed.


    Deng Jingwei Lifted the clothes on his back and took a breath when he saw the bruise underneath.


    There was leather protection, but Yu Nian has hit the protective wall head-on at such a high speed, causing swelling on his shoulder and back, and blood marks from the abrasion. The dark bruises were a stark contrast to his paler skin.


    Deng Jingwei felt very distressed and took a towel wrapped in ice cubes and carefully put it on.


    ¡°Does it hurt?¡±


    Yu Nian lifted his eyelids and answered truthfully: ¡°It hurts.¡±


    Everyone in the Downhill Association standing next to them heard, and their hearts tightened.


    Yu Nian¡¯s soft hair spread on the bed and some separate fluffy hairpieces fell on his forehead.


    White skin and lazy eyes. With him like this, some hearts started beating just a bit.


    They are used to falling. Anyone who longboards falls. They were accustomed to the pain and build up endurance.


    But looking at Yu Nian, they felt like his fall had really hurt a lot for him.


    ¡°Right, how can these violent purple bruises not hurt? Deng Jingwei continued, ¡°Can these really heal in three days? I say we don¡¯t go to the finals. What if new injuries stack on top of the old ones?¡±


    Yu Nian smiled: ¡°I worked so hard for the finals, how can we not go?¡±


    Of the three people from the S City Downhill Association attending, only he got one of the 32 places.


    Deng Jingwei sighed and muttered under his breath, I really don¡¯t understand what benefits can be gained by partaking in this competition.


    Well, let¡¯s talk about the prize money. The champion¡¯s prize money can be up to 5,000 US dollars, which is not a small amount. But are such serious injuries really worth 5,000 dollars? Besides, there is the question of whether you can get first place.


    What about for the sake of fame? The big bosses of the Downhill Association don¡¯t even know that Yu Nian is an artist, let alone others. This competition is pretty decent for a niche sport, but not well-known outside the circle.


    Wu Qian and the others sat with Yu Nian to help analyze the replay.


    ¡°We have just discussed that there is a lot of room for saving energy in the dense corners. Under the circumstance that the general direction remains the same, it may be possible to achieve by fine-tuning your technical skills.¡±


    They continued talking out a plan with Yu Nian.


    Yu Nian listened carefully.


    After waiting until everyone left, leaving him a quiet place to rest, Yu Nian took out a few ice cubes from the ice bucket and threw them into a cup.


    He shook the glass, staring at the ice cubes clinking together. The crisp sound made him fascinated.


    He was quiet for a while, then Yu Nian took the ice towel on his back and grabbed the pen and paper from his backpack.


    He drew a wavy curve on the paper to represent a continuous curve and then cut a standard circle on the curve comparable to that drawn by a compass. Resting his finger at the center and radius, Yu Nian fell into contemplation.


    He thought about how to save his energy to the max, obtaining a high speed when cornering using the radius and angle.


    With his limited physical fitness, he must understand the value of each corner and make a good allocation to reduce unnecessary output.


    He continued to write and draw on the paper, and after he got some ideas in mind, Yu Nian folded the paper up and threw it into the trash can.


    He laid down again, closed his eyes, and entered the system space.


    At this moment, he was no longer at the familiar system¡¯s towering mountain, but the Tianmen Mountain with 99 bends that makes you think, ¡°The sky has nine layers, and the clouds have nine clouds.¡±


    He knew that this is the work of the system¡¯s [modeling function.]


    Every inch of the mountain road is perfectly contrasted with Tianmen Mountain from reality. Whether it is the seam of the cement road or the wet trail left by the mountain in the backlight, everything is perfectly restored from reality, giving him an incomparable sense of surrealism.


    At this mountain, there were no people or crowds to be seen. He could see vast green and the mountain top surrounded by clouds and the lush green trees cover the sky, pushing from the valley to the top of the mountain.


    Even the ground stretching from under his feet that way was magnificent.


    This is Tianmen Mountain where he is completely alone. There are no tourists who gather all year round, no spectators at the foot of the mountain or valley, there is only pure nature.


    Except for that road.


    The road is the only artificial trace in this magnificent landscape.


    Yu Nian stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the winding mountain road that stretched to the bottom.


    Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, he turned his head to look at the well-built coach and said calmly: ¡°This time I must win.¡±


    There is momentum in his voice.


    The coach came next to him with a shadow of a smile: ¡°Do you think the meaning of extreme sports is to win?¡±


    This seemingly random question holds what Yu Nian¡¯s true thoughts are.


    ¡°Whatever it is. Yu Nian paused, ¡°This time I want to win.¡±


    This is his first encounter with the will of this world.


    This can be his first announcement to the world that he will break free from the shackles of the plot.


    As for the meaning of extreme sports¡­


    Yu Nian sat down on the top of the mountain, the oncoming wind making him close his eyes slightly.


    He doesn¡¯t think that everything he wants to do must have a so-called meaning.


    ¡°I haven¡¯t found its meaning yet.¡±


    Those other people like to add to the few words of ¡°extreme sports,¡± such as the truth of life, exploration, and many other definitions, but Yu Nian still can¡¯t find his own meaning.


    He likes this sport and finds joy doing it, but for now, he will not add more in-depth meaning to these words.


    ¡°To me now, it is no different from basketball or swimming, but it is more thrilling and exciting.¡±


    When he wanted to play extreme sports at the beginning, he just wanted to find some excitement in his unchanging life.


    ¡°Maybe my mind will change on this in the future. But at this moment, the goal of all my efforts will be the medal.¡±


    The coach stared at him for a long time and smiled: ¡°You are very honest. Your desire to win and lose surprises me.¡±


    ¡°Boy, no matter if your opinion will change in the future,¡± he patted Yu Nian on the shoulder and called up his training data chart, ¡°I will help you win because right now, you want to win.¡±


    The coach asked: ¡°You already have your own ideas about your adjustments on the corners, right?¡±


    Yu Nian: ¡°Yes, but I need them validated.¡±


    ¡°Then validate it.¡±


    ¡°This space and road are all yours. Enjoy it.¡±


    ¡°When you return to the real track that will belong to you, you will understand the secret of victory.¡±


    *


    Three days later, the track officially opened for the finals.


    Several sports media reporters arrived, carrying cameras and ready to record the upcoming exciting game.


    It rained lightly the day before, but the rain stopped today, and the weather now is abnormally hot and sultry.


    More spectators came to watch the game than a few days ago, crowding every hillside where you can watch the game.


    In the hot fever weather, waves of sounds came from the people.


    The water-stained flag and banner are heavily curled together, even the wind that blows seems to be sticky and sweaty.


    In the downhill longboarding section of the Extreme Sports Forum, members once again discussed this event.


    [The road conditions don¡¯t seem so good today.]


    [It must have been a bit slippery after it rained yesterday and couldn¡¯t dry in time.]


    [I¡¯m so nervous, I hope all three of our Chinese players can perform well.]


    The commentator¡¯s voice sounded: ¡°Everybody, welcome to the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open. The qualifying competition was held here three days before competing for 32 spots for extraordinary downhill players. Today, they are going to compete for medals. Let us look forward to their performances today!¡±


    On the 12-sided huge LED screen sponsored by an excellent brand, the camera scanned all sections of Tongtian Avenue.


    ¡°It can be seen that because of yesterday¡¯s rain, the road has not completely dried out. In the shade, the slippery section will bring a test of skill to the players.¡±


    At the Tianmen Square, Yu Nian exercised his wrists and put on gloves.


    After three days of recovery, the swelling on his shoulders subsided, leaving only a trace of bruising.


    The wound on his wrist has also scabbed and is now firmly wrapped in gloves.


    ¡°Everything good?¡± Wu Qian asked worriedly.


    For the past three days, Yu Nian locked himself in the hotel room and did not leave. Wu Qian worried about his well-being.


    Yu Nian nodded, took the helmet from Deng Jingwei, walked to the beginning of the track, and handed over his bracelet to the staff.


    \The bracelet made contact with the machine, and an electronic voice sounded: ¡°Beep, confirmation is successful, contestant, China-9877635.¡±


    On the other side, the Operation Excellence Department is watching this game remotely.


    A small operator saw his manager staring at the screen intensely, and complained with tears to his colleagues: ¡°It¡¯s so difficult to choose people¡­¡±


    ¡°I said that with the All-Star Games starting soon, with such a topical participation program, it would be great to pick a popular idol with a good image and temperament! The manager insisted that my ideas were not fit.¡±


    The operations manager glanced over and said, ¡°The All-Star Games are like a joke anyway. The topic levels are already decided. Are your ideas in line with our brand image?¡±


    The small operator complained: ¡°There are many great gods who play longboards, but they are all foreigners! Image popularity is also a problem because choosing a random person to engage in endorsements is of no use except telling consumers, ¡°Oh, I have a spokesperson.¡± At the end of the day, can it drive sales?¡±


    The operations manager hit his head: ¡°Shut up, the game is about to start, watch it honestly.¡±


    With sun scorching, the camera swept by the 32 longboard downhill players one by one.


    Yu Nian put on his helmet and pulled down the PC cover.


    ¡°Everyone in place -ready -¡°


    The referee raised the starting gun.


    ¡°Boom!¡±


    A gunshot sounded, and Yu Nian stepped on his longboard and swooped down without hesitation.

 CH 12

    12 - The Picked Champion


    The on-site Sports Journalists felt the intense and enthusiastic atmosphere. They were interviewing the on-site audience, and their emotions were steady.


    In their eyes, the winner of the competition had basically been determined. It was going to be either Lucius, Harrison or several other Brazilians.


    Lucius and Harrison from the United States were veteran Longboard athletes. In the previous qualifying competition, they had won the first place in each group respectively, and were the most powerful contenders for the championship in this competition.


    Among them, Lucius had participated in the Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway Competition several times. He was quite familiar with this road and had achieved very good results in the past.


    Harrison was younger and explosive. His strong body made him very aggressive.


    These two people had their own characteristics and advantages.


    In addition, several Brazilian and Mexican players were also strong contenders for the medals.


    After all, the progress of the competition was constantly rapidly changing. Whoever doesn¡¯t perform well had no chance to win a medal, and whoever performs beyond the level had already won a medal.


    Basically, even though the final winner had not been determined, it basically boiled down to that group of people. After all, no matter how many unexpected factors arose, the one who could win the championship still needed to depend on his own strength.


    The journalists had already written their articles in advance. Several versions of the articles were made, according to the athletes who were favored to win. Only when the champion was finally determined, would the prepared manuscripts be sent out.


    The entry number on Yu Nian¡¯s bracelet was 31.


    The final number was calculated according to the ranking of the qualifying competition, which meant that he ranked second to last among the 32 finalists.


    ¡°I will never get this number again. This is the last time.¡±


    Yu Nian quickly took off from the starting point of the track.


    He was very familiar with every bend of the road, from practicing on his own Tianmen Mountain.


    He will jump into this giant painting called Tianmen Mountain once more. This time, he will no longer focus on measuring every section of the road and every bend.


    But like the surging river, it scoured along this tortuous road.


    Once one started to slide down, everything was forgotten.


    Yu Nian increased his speed by simply relying on the slope at the beginning of the track.


    The roaring wind rushed past his ears. The scenery on either side quickly flashed by, as if a giant was pulling back the scenery curtain.


    Yu Nian was enjoying this moment of complete freedom. Nothing could get in the way between him and the need for speed.


    He had left everyone behind.


    The commentator didn¡¯t even have time to take a sip of water. Seeing that it was so exciting, he shouted in surprise: ¡°His speed! Record No. 9877635, Finalist No. 31, his speed is amazing! We saw that his instantaneous speed reached 125km/h on the roadside electronic screen!¡±


    Wu Qian, who was watching the game, held his hands together. Deng Jingwei, who was next to him, felt dizzy when he heard the commentator¡¯s words.


    125km/h?? The maximum speed limit of the NIMA expressway was 120km/h, which was faster than the fastest car on the expressway??


    Yesterday, Deng Jingwei had climbed to the Tianmen Mountain Temple, offering plenty of incense while worshiping the Buddha and the Bodhisattva in a very pious manner. He hoped that these Gods and Buddhas could bless his artist today.


    Who knew that his heart would almost leap out of his chest.


    Yu Nian stepped on the longboard, with his front foot at 45 degrees on the front axle, his knee perpendicular to the board, and his rear leg bent at the knee, touching his calf. This posture made him extremely stable in controlling his center of gravity.


    Yu Nian had an advantage in the first half. He only had enough strength to last for 15 minutes. He absolutely must establish an advantage in the early stages.


    So from the very beginning, he didn¡¯t intend to follow the speed set by the others.


    After Yu Nian passed by, the other players were disturbed by his high speed, and their rhythm was a little chaotic. They thought:


    ¡®Was this Chinese man not afraid of dying?¡¯


    ¡®He dares to go that fast. Will he be able to slow down quick enough to enter the curve??¡¯


    ¡®If not, he will violently hit the wall due to inertia. Even with the protective equipment, he can¡¯t be saved!¡¯


    Yu Nian was so absorbed that he could only see the road in front of him.


    He knew he could control his center of gravity and turn corners at an extremely high speed¡ª¡ª


    So he did.


    The wheels rolled over the ground and turned smoothly!


    The first bend was dangerous, and the dense area of curves was coming up.


    The endless U-bends will be an unparalleled test.


    The commentator was also dripping with sweat, looking at Yu Nian¡¯s speed: ¡°There are 99 bends in Tianmen Mountain. All of the bends are the gates of Hell! The dense area of bends is coming up. This will be the highlight of the race, and the gap will significantly widen!¡±


    Turn 88, the Cake Tower.


    The continuous U-bend of nearly 180 degrees had a slope of 35 degrees, but the road width was only six meters!


    Here, no matter how powerfully the longboarder moves, they will slow down and it was an obvious sense of stagnation.


    But Yu Nian¡¯s movements were still smooth.


    He could clearly feel the slippery road underneath him.


    The hot sun was unable to reach the shady areas that were covered by the cliff, and the water did not evaporate in time.


    But now, the slippery road that bothered other players, gave Yu Nian an advantage.


    Going in and out of the bend, Yu Nian¡¯s body was as smooth as waves gliding across the road. The trajectory of each curve was based on the degree of the bend.


    The narrator spoke quickly: ¡°Beautiful! It¡¯s perfect! No. 31¡¯s turning! No. 31 still chose the most dangerous turning way. In the five back to back bends, like the Cake Tower, he enters the bends from the inside and drifts directly through the bends!¡±


    ¡°This is the limit speed cornering. We can see that the instantaneous speed given on the electronic board is 71 km/h!¡±


    ¡°This extreme speed, the turning speed had reached 71 kilometers per hour, which is extremely fast when going through bends!¡±


    His voice was still excited and frightened: ¡°It¡¯s too dangerous, but it¡¯s also too incredible!¡±


    ¡°But we can obviously feel the ease of No. 31! Compared with the cautious conservatism of the qualifying competition, he has completely changed!¡±


    ¡°He seems to have engraved the whole process in his mind!¡±


    After Yu Nian, Harrison, who ranked first in the preliminary round and was No. 1 in the Finals, failed to smoothly cross the bend. He lost control over his center of gravity in a small puddle of water. The direction of the longboard was skewed and he fell from the center of the bend.


    His fall was like a signal. Lucius and the others also made mistakes, one after another, which widened the gap between them and Yu Nian.


    ¡°No. 1 fell down! Fortunately, he was not injured. He immediately returned to the Longboard to continue the race! Not far behind him, No. 3 also made a mistake, and his turning speed was delayed!¡±


    ¡°It can be seen that yesterday¡¯s rain did have a great impact on the players. Let¡¯s wish them good luck!¡±


    In the next short stretch of the tunnel, Yu Nian squatted down. Sparks illuminated the dark tunnel as the slider on his gloves scraped across the road.


    ""


    If reality was shrouded in darkness, one can¡¯t see the light ahead.


    It was up to him to make the light.


    Dazzling, stinging, hot.


    No matter what lies on the road ahead, he will never hesitate.


    He can only go forward, not backward.


    ¡®I must absolutely win, absolutely win.¡¯


    On Tongtian Avenue, the series of mistakes behind Yu Nian did not have the slightest impact on him.


    He was full-heartedly enjoying the race.


    Just like how he once devoted himself to the piano in front of him, in the Golden Hall of Vienna.


    From jumping around, while pressing down on the black-and-white keys, his stage just changed to the mountain road underneath at his feet.


    ¡°The other players all have made mistakes. However, only No. 31, who takes the lead, has a perfect performance. He has made no mistakes and has never once paused! He is rushing to the finish line, his unparalleled victory approaches ¨C he has crossed the finish line!!¡±


    ¡°The record number is 9877635. The champion is from China!¡±


    Everyone was silent for a moment, which was then followed by loud cheers.


    ¡°China! No. 31!¡±


    ¡°31!¡±


    The on site reporters looked at the figure at the finish line and then looked at each other.


    The first thought that crossed their minds was that the article they had prepared in advance could not be used anymore.


    Then, they had to quickly write a new article on the spot!


    The telephone rang, they were in a hurry to speak to their editors.


    ¡°Is Lucius or Harrison the champion? Can you send over the manuscript?¡±


    ¡°No! It¡¯s neither Lucius nor Harrison!¡±


    ¡°Well, who is it? Edgar from Brazil?¡±


    The reporters took a deep breath, shock still written on their faces: ¡°It¡¯s one of our people! A Chinese person! His filing number in the system is 9877635. His name isn¡¯t known yet.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m going to hang up first. I¡¯m going to go and write the manuscript. You know, before the qualification competition, he didn¡¯t even go down the track even once!¡±


    ""


    [Task 2: Participate in the Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway Competition and place in the top three]


    [Task 2 completed, reward settlement in progress]


    [Overfulfilling task requirements, reward settlement in progress]


    Yu Nian listened to the System prompt, violently gasping for breath. Under his helmet, sweat condensed on his eyelashes, as it dripped down his face.


    After another moment, the figures of Harrison and Lucius rushed across the finish line, one after another.


    Harrison saw Yu Nian gasping for air at the finish line and he looked up at the electronic screen, which displayed the performance information.


    On the huge electronic screen, a golden crown logo appears next to Yu Nian¡¯s number, which means that he was the champion.


    Harrison looked at the golden crown and pulled up the visor on his helmet. His eyes showed anger: ¡°So this is the selected champion!¡±


    As soon as he said this, the other players who had crossed the finish line, one after another, looked up in surprise.


    Harrison felt that there was something wrong with the results. Steeling his resolve, he said to Yu Nian: ¡°All of the strong athletes made mistakes today, and we fell down because of the rain!¡±


    This excuse made the other competitors frown.


    It was impossible to have perfect road conditions in every competition. Every competitor was used to accidents occurring in every competition.


    Part of an athlete¡¯s strength is to make adjustments in response to emergencies.


    At this time, it was Yu Nian who was standing at the finish line, and not them, which already showed the problem.


    Making excuses for their failure will only make them feel even worse.


    Harrison was still belittling Yu Nian, to cover the sting of his loss: ¡°If our King, May Shelley, was here, today¡¯s champion would not be you!¡±


    The Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway Competition was indeed of great importance, but because it was held in China, which was a far distance away, many of the world¡¯s top Longboarding Gods did not attend.


    The May Shelley Harrison spoke of, was the man standing at the top of the Longboard pyramid. He was called ¡°The King Dancing with the Wind¡± by people in the Longboarding Circle.


    Harrison was using Shelley¡¯s name, in an effort to back up his argument.


    ¡°Harrison, don¡¯t be like this!¡± Lucius scolded him. ¡°Where¡¯s your sportsmanship? We fell and he didn¡¯t fall. Isn¡¯t that proof of his strength?¡±


    At this time, the timing ranking had updated the race completion time.


    The commentator almost roared: ¡°China ¨C 9877635, won the championship in 18 minutes and 5 seconds!¡±


    The audience burst into cheers.


    Harrison looked at the number18m05sr, his face switching between white and blue.


    It was not the first time he set foot on the Tianmen Mountain Tongtian Avenue, but even when he went down perfectly, his best result was only about 18 minutes and 30 seconds.


    This made his provocative comments look like a joke.


    Lucius shook his head and looked at Yu Nian: ¡°Well, pretty boy-, I¡¯m sorry, you¡¯re really strong. I misjudged you earlier. You were great today. The title of champion should belong to you.¡±


    Yu Nian was still catching his breath. He smiled and wanted to say something, but the award ceremony was about to begin.


    Under the guidance of the female host, Yu Nian, Harrison and Lucius came to the podium.


    In the valley, the Chinese members of the audience waved the red national flag with an unprecedented amount of passion.


    This was the first time a Chinese athlete has won the gold medal in an international competition.


    For No. 9877635, there was no banner that was being waved in such a big valley.


    The young man, who barely made it to the Finals in the qualification round, turned it around with an unparalleled victory in the Finals.


    Who was he¡ª¡ª


    In the Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway competition, the contestants were only known by their ID numbers. This placed more emphasis on the competition instead of being a popularity contest.


    The faces and names of the strong players, who had competed in several competitions, had long been familiar to the audience.


    Who was this young man, ID 9877635, who had only competed for the first time today?


    On the other hand, the excitement of the people in the Excellent Operations Department had been boiling for a long time.


    They recognized Yu Nian¡¯s longboard. It was one that their company had created. When he skated across the track, the sunlight reflected the bronzing number, proving that it was one of their customized versions!


    The Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway Competition had been held so many times, but today, it was the first time that a Chinese person had won the championship!


    Excellence was far ahead of domestic sports brands, but it had not found a suitable spokesman.


    Conventional Sport Celebrities were different from the brand image and values they pursue. They had focused on finding someone with a good image and sense of sports in the Entertainment Circle, but they were not very satisfied.


    Seeing Yu Nian this time, they knew that it was him.


    The young man was unknown, but the Operations Department had quickly identified him.


    This person set foot on Tongtian avenue for the first time, didn¡¯t have a trial run, was injured in the qualification competition, and won the championship in the Finals with an unrivaled attitude. This was the person they wanted!


    His future in the field of extreme sports was unlimited!


    On the podium, Yu Nian took the trophies and medals that were awarded to him by the Committee.


    After walking off the podium, he took off his helmet. His hair was full of sweat, sticking to his forehead and cheeks.


    ""


    Sweat beads hung on the tip of his nose and chin. Even though everyone¡¯s faces were greasy, and full of sweat, Yu Nian appeared as if he had emerged from a pool. His sweat glistened, making his skin look fairer and more transparent.


    ¡°The arrival of the selected champion.¡± Yu Nian repeated Harrison¡¯s comments in front of the podium and brushed his bangs away from his wet forehead, which made his whole face appear more attractive.


    Harrison still wanted to say something, but Yu Nian glanced at him.


    When Yu Nian¡¯s gorgeous eyebrows and eyes swept over, his light and cool eyes created a contradictory image with the tear mole at the edge of his eyes. It was very attractive.


    Those who were dissatisfied with him, wanting to shout insults, were no longer able to do so. They were unable to say anything to his face.


    Harrison was annoyed when he felt his heart soften and waver.


    Yu Nian said, ¡°I don¡¯t know who the strong players in this field are.¡±


    He was explaining the facts. Yu Nian had only studied longboarding for two months. The only circle he had contacted was the S City Longboard Speedway Association.


    As for the famous athletes in the circle, he really didn¡¯t know who they were.


    But it was easy for others to take those words as being provocative.


    Harrison smiled angrily and said to Lucius: ¡°Listen to how arrogant that pretty boy is.¡±


    Yu Nian shook the gold medal in his hand: ¡°If you think that I won this too easily, next time, I will compete against all of the strong players in this field and I expect that everyone will perform perfectly-¡±


    ¡°I want to get this gold medal again under such circumstances.¡±


    His Oxford accent from Southern England was melodious and extremely standard.


    The camera was only able to display a small portion of his face on the screen, but the microphone allowed his conversation with Harrison to spread throughout the valley.


    The audience, whose native language was English, heard it clearly and exclaimed: Arrogance cannot be called arrogance, in those who have strength to back it up.


    The young man¡¯s thin and flexible body, when compared with other longboard athletes, contained an amazing amount of power.


    They loved his arrogance and confidence!


    Most of the audience from China didn¡¯t understand what Yu Nian had said.


    ¡°What did he say?¡±


    ¡°I think he said that he will win the gold medal next time?¡±


    ¡°With just a glance at his face, my sharp eyes have determined that this is a handsome man.¡±


    That night, it was as if Chinese New Year had arrived in the Extreme Sports Forum.


    [Bullshit, I have nothing to say except¡­ Bullshit.]


    ""


    [Is this the rise of China in the Longboarding Circle?]


    [Who is this 9877635? Even my mother, who won the championship, didn¡¯t even get to enjoy this much glory and fame. He doesn¡¯t even show his face properly.]


    [Too strong, too strong, I haven¡¯t even recovered until now. This is really the first time, it¡¯s really the first time!]


    [His cruel words with Harrison were cool. Shit, it¡¯s so arrogant.]


    [Harrison went too far. The champion he selected? Why don¡¯t you pick up one and show me.]


    Soon, the live media also issued reports, with the title of ¡°The breakthrough of 0¡± along with Yu Nian¡¯s dialogue with Harrison.


    [The Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway Competition has ended, Chinese Athlete won the championship for the first time and broke China¡¯s record of having 0 medals]


    [¡°I hope to win this gold medal again, when all of the strong players in this field compete and everyone plays perfectly¡± ¡ª declaration from the champion.]


    Originally, an event in a minor sports circle will not attract much attention, but the ¡®breakthrough of 0¡¯ was of great significance. It had been pushed to the top of the hot search by longboarding fans.


    Many passers-by curiously clicked on the link and were shocked by Yu Nian¡¯s standard Oxford accent.


    [This standard Queen¡¯s Oxford accent is great for me, and the accent is great. It sounds very good.]


    [Well¡­ After reading the translation, it¡¯s better to be humble?]


    [Humble ghost. Previously on the news, the American Harrison said that No. 31 was the selected champion, and he trash talked about No. 31. In this case, what is the purpose of humility?]


    [I¡¯m curious about what Harrison meant by ¡°pretty boy¡± when talking to Lucius. What exactly does No. 31 look like?!]


    [The live broadcast was amazing. There were no full-face closeups. You could only see the helmets and the side profile.]


    [It¡¯s said that the eyebrows and eyes that could be seen under the helmet visor was amazing, and the eyes are really beautiful]


    [The side profile was really beautiful!]


    Therefore, the topic on the Internet gradually turned to who No. 31 was and what he looked like.


    People in the Operations Department were also thinking about this.


    What was the media doing? They couldn¡¯t even see Yu Nian¡¯s face properly!


    When they arrived in Hunan Province, Yu Nian had returned to S City with the Association.


    When the champion was announced, they did not say his name, only his number. The only thing Yu Nian had was the record number, 9877635.


    The associates from the Operation Department went to the competition committee to ask for Yu Nian¡¯s information. The committee refused to disclose information of the players, respecting their privacy. They could only take out the video of the game and watch it frame by frame.


    ¡ª¡ªAfter all, the champion¡¯s longboard belongs to their company!


    As long as they can identify the bronzing number on the longboard, they can find the information of the buyer through the number.


    However, Yu Nian was too fast. Even if they slowed down the video to one frame at a time, the small bronzing number on the side of the longboard was still blurry.


    ¡°What should I do? I can¡¯t see the number clearly.¡±


    ¡°Look for the pictures of the live media and see if there are any numbers.¡±


    ¡°Also, this is a customized version. Try focusing on any other characteristics of the longboard, see if anything else stands out.¡±


    However, it was quite difficult to do. For the first time, they hated the straight male aesthetics that their own designers were so proud of: They only paid attention to the practicability of the board, and the appearance design of the board was almost the same.


    Tens of thousands of longboards looked like two peas in a pod. It was an arduous task, going through every order one by one until they could identify the buyer.


    It was rare that they found a spokesperson they liked, they couldn¡¯t let him get away.


    Seiryuu: NEW UPDATE! I hope you enjoy it! it takes a long time to finish one of these and I am already slow because of university and other life things, sorry! if you enjoy it consider sending kofis , it helps a lot in more than just motivating me, Thank you! Look forward to more!

 CH 13

    The hottest time of the year had passed. The humid, summer heat still lingered, and the air conditioner in the office of the S Mayor LongBoard Speedway Association had been turned on to 26 degrees, letting out a cool breeze.


    The Association members surrounded Yu Nian, and the golden retriever was desperately wagging its tail, trying to get Yu Nian¡¯s attention. It rubbed against Yu Nian¡¯s legs, lifting its claws, and scratching his trousers.


    Wu Zheng looked at it and was dissatisfied: ¡°Silly dog, I usually feed him weekdays, and he doesn¡¯t pay any attention to me.¡±


    Yu Nian touched the dog¡¯s head, placing his medals and trophies on the table.


    The golden medals were carefully carved to reflect the magnificent scene of Tianmen Mountain, and people looked at it with mixed feelings.


    A month ago, they had only hoped to break China¡¯s zero medal streak surrounded by Europeans and Americans. As long as they were able to get a bronze medal, it was enough.


    They really didn¡¯t expect Yu Nian to win the gold medal, even with the various unfavorable factors.


    Before the race, he had missed the pre-competition trial run due to the flight being delayed, and he had barely entered the Finals after being injured in the qualifying round.


    The scab had not fallen off yet. It was very prominent against Yu Nian¡¯s thin, and white wrist. Everyone felt that it was not easy to win this medal.


    Wu Qian patted Yu Nian on the shoulder: ¡°If you work too hard, it is better to spend some time relaxing for a while after the race. Otherwise, you won¡¯t be able to train.¡±


    Wu Qian paused and tentatively asked, ¡°Do you have any plans to join the Association in the future? We have subsidies from the Sports Bureau here, and the treatment is pretty good.¡±


    Deng Jingwei, who was next to Yu Nian, had been worried all the time. Seeing that Wu Qian was really starting to recruit people, Deng Jingwei immediately replied in a loud voice for Yu Nian, ¡°No!¡±


    Wu Qian was stunned by Deng Jingwei¡¯s serious and nervous expression.


    Deng Jingwei braved himself to explain: ¡°Yu Nian is busy with other obligations that he must attend to.¡±


    When he said this, Deng Jingwei himself felt guilty. He felt that Yu Nian hadn¡¯t received any offers, and it was obvious that the resources were going to other artists. Deng Jingwei felt depressed, it was obvious that they would be idle for a while.


    Deng Jingwei felt that if he went on like this, Yu Nian really couldn¡¯t remember his identity as an artist.


    Deng Jingwei couldn¡¯t let that happen. He must cheer up and work hard.


    Yu Nian glanced at Deng Jingwei and smiled at Wu Qian: ¡°If you ever need anything, come find me.¡±


    ¡­¡­.


    The Speedway Association held a victory banquet for Yu Nian and they continually toasted his success. When he returned to the apartment, Yu Nian was unable to walk steadily.


    Since he hadn¡¯t returned for a while, the house was a little dusty. Yu Nian simply cleaned up, poured some water into the cup, and went to the Phoenix tail orchid potted plant in the living room.


    Plucking away the yellow, withered leaves, Yu Nian saw that the dead Phoenix tail orchid had a little bud emerging from the root. It appeared that the plant still had signs of life.


    After watering the plant, he had barely put down the cup when he heard the doorbell ring. A florist came to deliver the flowers.


    When the florist saw Yu Nian, who opened the door, he was surprised by the outstanding appearance of Yu Nian and said, ¡°Mr. Yu, is it? This is the celebration bouquet ordered by Mr. Deng Jingwei for you.¡±


    The bouquet in his arms was colorful and varied. The bow was also a bit messy.


    Perhaps fearing Yu Nian misunderstanding him, the florist coughed: ¡°It was Mr. Deng himself who tied the bouquet.¡±


    Yu Nian expressed his thanks and did not comment on Deng Jingwei¡¯s aesthetics.


    Placing the flowers on the coffee table, Yu Nian sat down on the sofa, trying to rest.


    The alcohol made him feel a little drowsy.


    After a while, he called out the System, wanting to check the reward for the Tianmen Mountain mission.


    There was a translucent System Panel in front of him, and several lines of big text emerged.


    [Task 2 completed: Award settlement in progress. Reward: Released from shackles: Painting].


    [Overfulfilling task requirements: Award settlement in progress. Reward: Any project experience course. Released from shackle: Dance]


    The task was to place in the top three in the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Quick Down Open. The first award was given before the start of the task, as a benefit for receiving the task for the first time.


    As for the following two extra awards, because he had won the championship, the System had judged that he had over fulfilled the task requirement.


    Yu Nian asked, ¡°What does any project experience course mean?¡±


    [The Host can specifically request any project and conduct in-depth learning in the System Space.] The System explained.


    ¡®I don¡¯t need to stick to extreme sports anymore.¡¯


    Knowing this, Yu Nian felt another reward, which was another layer of shackles being lifted.


    Restricted by the plot of the novel, all of Yu Nian¡¯s artistic achievements and talents had been imprisoned. Only with the help of the System, was he able to break free from these restraints.


    Yu Nian¡¯s eyes fell on the word ¡°dance¡±.


    Another shackle fell, and at the same time, there seemed to be some extra changes. After moving his body, Yu Nian found that his flexibility had improved.


    The range of motion in which he could move, as well as the stretching ability of his muscles and tendons had been enhanced.


    He was still a little tipsy. From the corner of his eye, he saw Deng Jingwei¡¯s undistinguished bouquet of flowers.


    Between the Double lily and Platycodon grandiflorum, Yu Nian pulled out a fresh red rose, still wet with dew.


    The ¡°Soul of the Rose¡± flashed through his mind, a ballet choreographed by Mikhail Fogin.


    Yu Nian stood up, still feeling a little tipsy. He stood on tiptoe and stretched out his arms.


    The ¡°Soul of the Rose¡± took place in a girl¡¯s dream, where she dances with the rose essence. When the girl comes home from a party and falls asleep in a chair, the rose sent by her suitor falls to the ground, then the rose essence appears. The rose essence dances around her, emotional and intoxicated.


    It was rare to see wonderful male solo performances in classical ballet. Classical ballet was more inclined to light and beautiful female dancers, while the male dancers often acted in foil roles, often serving as a lift.


    But the ¡°Soul of the Rose¡±, a short neoclassical ballet, was an absolute stage for the rare male dancers.


    Yu Nian was in this small living room, dancing around the invisible girl. The sun was setting in the west, illuminating the living room in a warm, orange glow.


    Deng Jingwei was holding a briefcase and saw this scene when he pushed open the door.


    Deng Jingwei¡¯s mouth was opened wide, as he saw Yu Nian¡¯s beautiful figure in the twilight.


    The swirling, smooth, brisk dance steps were sentimental, warm, and unrestrained, as Yu Nian seemed to be dancing with a lover he adored.


    A light and dreamy dance, eyes full of strong love, it shocked people.


    When the loving eyes glanced over, the briefcase in Deng Jingwei¡¯s hand fell to the ground with a thud.


    ¡®Oh, no. I can¡¯t continue¡¯.


    Yu Nian stopped and glanced at Deng Jingwei, gasping for breath.


    Deng Jingwei saw that his artist¡¯s eyes were shiny and red, the small mole at the edge of his eyes captivated people.


    Deng Jingwei had never seen Yu Nian like this.


    Lively and inspiring. The Yu Nian before him, and the Yu Nian when he was longboarding, going as fast as he possibly could, were simply like two different people.


    This! Who was the liar who said that Yu Nian couldn¡¯t dance, that his dancing was so stiff, it was a joke?


    That rumor had misled Deng Jingwei.


    Deng Jingwei was in a trance, as he stared at Yu Nian with his mouth half-open.


    After confirming the flexibility and strength of his body, Yu Nian sat back on the sofa. He poured himself a glass of water, drank two mouthfuls slowly, then saw that Deng Jingwei was still standing there foolishly and asked, ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    Deng Jingwei¡¯s face turned red. After a while, he bent down to pick up the dropped briefcase and said in an erratic voice, ¡°I¡¯ve got a job for you.¡±


    Through the Longboarding competition, Deng Jingwei confirmed his artist¡¯s athletic talent.


    This time, he begged nearly everyone he could for a job, hoping that Yu Nian could take advantage of this opportunity to make a comeback.


    ¡°What kind of job?¡± Yu Nian asked.


    Deng Jingwei opened the briefcase he brought and pulled out the papers inside.


    Yu Nian saw that the top page read: ¡°The Teenager Chasing Dreams¡±¨C A job invitation for the All-Star Games.


    Deng Jingwei finally came back to his senses, as he introduced the project to Yu Nian: ¡°This is a variety show launched by Orange Entertainment in cooperation with the video platform. We have to invite more than 200 artists to participate. Basically, all of the trainees and new artists.¡±


    ¡°Although there are no big names, there are certain participants who are really popular. Of course, the company will also be supporting several artists that they attach a great amount of importance to, such as Ji Yu Heng.¡±


    ¡°Anyway, you used to try to shine. How about we try it again, give it another shot?¡±


    With that, Deng Jingwei added: ¡°It took me a lot of effort to even get it.¡±


    The implication was: You must stand up for yourself.


    Yu Nian: ¡°I see.¡±


    Deng Jingwei patted the briefcase: ¡°Tomorrow, we have to go to the company to confirm the project.¡±


    Yu Nian nodded, there was no objection.


    Deng Jingwei was relieved. He held back for a long time, and finally couldn¡¯t help saying, ¡°Are you a very good modern dancer?¡±


    Yu Nian looked at him and said, ¡°It¡¯s ballet.¡±


    *


    Early the next morning, Deng Jingwei picked up Yu Nien to go to the company.


    Assistant Liu Chuan took a look at them and his gaze fell on Yu Nian¡¯s face: ¡°Yo, long time no see.¡±


    ¡°Xiao Deng, you¡¯re really using this opportunity to ruin the Boss¡¯s efforts. Why are you looking at me like that? All right, it¡¯s in Conference Room A8 on the second floor, Brother Liu Chuan is also here.¡±


    In Conference Room A8, the Production Team of ¡°Chasing Dreams¡± along with several provincial team coaches were having a meeting.


    Several veteran brokers who were good friends with Liu Chuan, who also had some weight in the company, were also there.


    In the All-Star Games, more than 200 artists were asked to participate in various events. There were Track and Field events, such as the 50 Meter Dash and the 100 Meter Dash. After all, who hasn¡¯t participated in track races at school?


    However, the difficulty level for events such as Archery and Rhythmic Gymnastics was much higher. The artists competing in these events were allowed to train for at least 15 days before competing, otherwise, it would be a joke.


    At this time, the first batch of artists had been training with the coaches for at least 15 days. In the meeting, everyone was going over the training results from the last 15 days.


    While it was said that the purpose of the meeting was to discuss the training results, the main purpose was to try and convince these coaches to cooperate with the Program Group and the company¡¯s publicity strategy.


    When the Deputy Director opened the PowerPoint presentation, the first page showed a teenager drawing a bow.


    In the photo, he was slender, had handsome features, and was intently staring at the target in front of him. It was Ji Yu Heng, a new artist Liu Chuan signed on. A newcomer, whom the company attached a great amount of importance to.


    ¡°Well, Coach?¡± The Deputy Director looked at the Coach of the Provincial Archery Team and said, ¡°How is this young man¡¯s training?¡±


    The Archery Coach glanced at the screen and said in an indifferent tone: ¡°It¡¯s just as the picture says, better than the others.¡±


    ¡°As long as it¡¯s good! As long as it¡¯s good!¡± The Deputy Director smiled twice, glanced at Liu Chuan, and asked, ¡°When you see it, can you praise Yu Heng? Talk about his competitive spirit and archery talent?¡±


    ¡°What competitive spirit? What archery talent? What a joke.¡± The Archery Coach directly interrupted him.¡±All of the kids in our team can shoot targets 70 meters away. By this standard, I¡¯m afraid that Ji Yu Heng can¡¯t even hit the target or draw his bow!¡±


    ¡°The 15-meter target you used in the competition is the bare minimum. Even young children in the Beginner Class are better than him. You asked me to boast about his shooting skills. Isn¡¯t that an insult to Archery?¡±


    Seeing that the Archery Coach was belittling Ji Yu Heng, Liu Chuan was somewhat dissatisfied: ¡°Coach, these players are not professional athletes. What we are doing is a variety show, to play up the celebrity image, allowing the viewers to understand these sports as well as explaining the advantage of exercising. The original intention has not been achieved!¡±


    There were several coaches who accepted the invitation-only after recognizing this point.


    Now that the focus on sports was how entertaining it is, what was the point of a show that focused on competitions? After all, they were a variety show. Their publicity and marketing strategy were done in accordance with variety shows.


    Liu Chuan wanted to praise Ji Yu Heng in this program, giving him the label of an athletic teenager and a high-quality idol. Who knew that this group of coaches were not as good as he had expected, and were extremely difficult to communicate with.


    The Archery Coach¡¯s expression was not good: ¡°The original intention is good, and popularizing programs is also a good thing, but you can¡¯t make me say things against my will. Those who are new to this sport will think that Archery is an easy sport, and easy to pick up. They don¡¯t realize how much effort and training goes into it, and I will not belittle the efforts of these hard-working athletes.¡±


    Seeing that the two men were still not convinced, the Deputy Director hastened to make a more convincing argument: ¡°Coach, the popularity of this sport is not dependent on how much money and energy our country has invested in popularizing science. The key point is: How many handsome guys will be in this project!¡±


    He made a joke that he thought was humorous and appropriate.


    The Archery Coach looked pale and sneered for a while: ¡°Screw you.¡±


    Deputy Director: ¡°?¡± How did it turn out like this?


    He didn¡¯t realize that his words had offended several coaches in the room.


    To some extent, what he said did reflect a part of the status quo.


    But these coaches had watched their players grow, watching them train in the cold weather and hot summer. This simple sentence of judging someone by their appearance was absolutely insulting and taboo.


    The Rhythmic Gymnastics Coach sitting next to him said, ¡°It¡¯s okay for you to invite us over and train these children. But you can¡¯t make us say anything against our will that will mislead the public.¡±


    The Figure Skating Coach also nodded: ¡°It¡¯s okay to have an attitude of merely playing sports for fun, but you can¡¯t put it in the same category as a professional competition.¡±


    There was some helplessness in his words: ¡°I think they have been practicing well for 15 days, but their posture on the ice is really¡­ Even if you¡¯re doing it for fun, it can¡¯t be like this.¡±


    ¡°Figure skating is a combination of techniques and artistry. For celebrities, there isn¡¯t as much emphasis on technical skills, but what¡¯s wrong with their expressions? The girls and boys of our provincial team are all learning ballet to improve their expression. How could they not have a background in basic ballet?¡±


    ¡°If you say that you are a celebrity, why is your expression so stiff? You can¡¯t even watch a few people practicing ballet, so how can you figure skate?¡±


    When the coaches talked to each other, they were not satisfied with the training results.


    The head of the Production Team had a lot of power. Seeing that the discussion was about to turn into an argument, he quickly put a stop to it.


    When the meeting ended, several provincial coaches got up and left.


    As soon as they went out, they saw Yu Nian and Deng Jingwei approaching, shaking their heads once again.


    What kind of competitive spirit is there in someone who looks that fair and delicate?


    Yu Nian walked into the conference room and Liu Chuan was still angry with these coaches.


    Looking at Yu Nian, Liu Chuan smiled at Deng Jingwei and said, ¡°Xiao Deng, you are still very concerned about Yu Nian. Who did you ask for this opportunity?¡±


    Deng Jingwei gave a dry laugh.


    Liu Chuan looked at the Deputy Director and flipped through the project roster: ¡°The project that Yu Nian will participate in, has not been decided yet, right?¡±


    Deng Jingwei hurriedly said, ¡°Brother Liu Chuan, I think there are several events in Track and Field that are very suitable.¡±


    ¡°Figure Skating.¡±


    Deng Jingwei¡¯s voice stopped abruptly.


    Liu Chuan threw the project roster onto the table: ¡°I think he is quite suitable for this.¡±


    ¡°Add his name to this project.¡±


    Naturally, the Production Team will not upset Liu Chuan because of such a trivial matter, like assigning a project. They immediately added Yu Nian¡¯s name to the Figure Skating roster.


    Seeing that it was done, Liu Chuan patted Deng Jingwei on the shoulder and walked out of the conference room.


    Deng Jingwei stayed where he was.


    Figure Skating? Figure skating?


    Deng Jingwei turned to look at Yu Nian: ¡°Can you skate?¡±


    Yu Nian shook his head.

 CH 14

    14 - Collective training


    Everyone from the Program Production Team filed out of the conference room. In the blink of an eye, the huge space fell silent.


    The project had certainly been confirmed.


    Deng Jingwei secretly spurned his helplessness and smiled at Yu Nian: ¡°No, we can learn¡­¡±


    With that, he grabbed Yu Nian¡¯s wrist.


    Yu Nian¡¯s wrist was very pale and thin. The light blue blood vessels could easily be seen. At this time, there was a large scab that ran from the side of the wrist and extended to the side of his palm. It was eye-catching, and caused a shocking impression.


    Deng Jingwei¡¯s face was full of heartache: ¡°But figure skaters have to jump and spin on the ice. It¡¯s very easy to fall and twist your ankle.¡±


    Seeing Yu Nian fall during the longboard qualification competition, had left a psychological shadow on Deng Jingwei. Seeing that Yu Nian¡¯s injury had not yet completely healed, Deng Jingwei felt uncomfortable and had a headache when he learned that Yu Nian had to immediately take part in such a difficult event.


    There were many events in the All-Star Games. The track and field events were composed of track races and the high jump. For comprehensive events, there was archery, rhythmic gymnastics, swimming competitions, and figure skating.


    Among them, the number of participants was highest in the track and field events. Archery and gymnastics also had a good amount of participants because of the fanbase for these sports.


    But for figure skating, the difficulty threshold was higher. Even with half a month of training, being able to step into the ice rink and skate a few laps was already really good. Doing jumps and landing gracefully, on the other hand, was much harder.


    The most important thing was that in certain countries, such as Japan and Russia, the national skill level of figure skaters was very high. But for China, it was just a niche sport, with an inherently smaller audience than the other events.


    For a variety of reasons, the people who selected figure skating were those who had no other choice.


    Deng Jingwei said: ¡°I wanted to fight for the 50-meter dash and so on. After all, you have been longboarding for so long, so you should be physically fit. You should be able to compete in the track and field events.¡±


    Who knew that Liu Chuan, the former agent, was stumbling around, and didn¡¯t fondly think of his ex-artist.


    Figure skating? Deng Jingwei couldn¡¯t help, but sighed a long sigh.


    Yu Nian removed his wrist from Deng Jingwei¡¯s hand, glanced over, and said in a faint voice, ¡°Do you know what figure skating is called?¡±


    As soon as Yu Nian looked him in the eye, Deng Jingwei felt that the tip of his heart had been swept by the long and dense eyelashes, as he stammered out, ¡°What, what?¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s eyelashes casted a shadow, and no longer said anything.


    Deng Jingwei had been looking at this face for several months, but he still couldn¡¯t help being captivated by it. Seeing that there wasn¡¯t a hint of worry on Yu Nian¡¯s face, Deng Jingwei also was relieved.


    Anyway, the required skill level was quite high. Everyone was in the same boat, and maybe if Yu Nian trained hard enough, he might be able to stand out?


    At the thought of this, Deng Jingwei felt comforted. If nothing else, since Yu Nian did longboarding previously, at least his body was flexible and his coordination wasn¡¯t that bad. At least he wouldn¡¯t go into the sport blind.


    He thought about it and comforted Yu Nian: ¡°Although figure skating is not as popular as the track and field events, at least there will be a camera filming the event. As long as you depend on your face, and attract the camera¡¯s attention, you will gain popularity for sure!¡±


    Yu Nian had a faint smile on his lips.


    He thought of his world, where the prima donna in the ballet company became a figure skater.


    Figure skating was also called ice ballet.


    This was a completely unfamiliar territory for Yu Nian. There was a strange appeal in the unknown.


    ¡­¡­.


    When Deng Jingwei and Yu Nian walked out of the conference room, they saw Liu Chuan, who left first, standing not too far away. He was talking and laughing with a young man.


    Liu Chuan had all the qualities of being a good agent-except for not being able to get enough resources for his artists.


    At this time, Deng Jingwei immediately recognized who the young man was and began telling Yu Nian the other party¡¯s identity.


    ¡°That¡¯s Xu Xing, the Head of Operations in the company called Excellence. Have you heard about them?¡± Deng Jingwei turned his head and asked.


    Deng Jingwei didn¡¯t know that the expensive, custom made longboard Yu Nian had ordered was from Excellence.


    Yu Nian said ¡°Yes.¡±


    Deng Jingwei pulled Yu Nian away and slowed down his walking speed.


    Deng Jingwei glanced hard at Liu Chuan and Xu Xing, then lowered his voice: ¡°Excellence is one of the best companies among domestic sports brands, and they are also one of the sponsors of the All-Star Games this time. We must choose some good artists, in hopes of them becoming a brand spokesperson and so on.¡±


    ¡°Look at Liu Chuan¡¯s diligence.¡± Deng Jingwei did not even try to hide this time, as he sneered, ¡°He must be trying to get resources for Ji Yu Heng.¡±


    Not far away, Liu Chuan seemed to be having a good conversation with Xu Xing.


    ""


    After his phone rang, Liu Chuan took out his cell phone and smiled apologetically at Xu Xing. Xu Xing waved his hand and motioned for Liu Chuan to answer the phone. Liu Chuan walked to the other end of the hall before answering his phone.


    Seeing Xu Xing waiting there alone, an idea flashed through Deng Jingwei¡¯s mind.


    Deng Jingwei struggled with a decision for a moment and he didn¡¯t know when Liu Chuan would finish with his call. He thought about it, straightened up, took a deep breath, and said, ¡°No, I have to pass out your resume. What if someone takes an interest in you because of it?¡±


    One must make their own opportunity.


    With that in mind, Deng Jingwei smiled and walked up to Xu Xing, along with Yu Nian.


    Xu Xing¡¯s eyes swept across the faces of the two people. When he saw Yu Nian, he paused and as there was a questioning look in his eyes.


    Deng Jingwei took out Yu Nian¡¯s resume that he carried with him: ¡°Mr. Xu, I heard that your company is looking for a suitable spokesperson.¡±


    ¡°Sorry, we already have found the right person.¡± The other party did not even intend to reach out to take it, as he plastered a polite and alienated smile on his face.


    For a well known company like them, people coming up and handing over their resume was the norm.


    As for Xu Xing saying that he already had a suitable candidate in mind, it was not a complete lie.


    In Excellence, the whole Operations Department was trying to find that person.


    Their favorite candidate was, of course, the Longboarding God who won the championship at the Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway Competition.


    In the Tianmen Mountain Open Longboard Speedway Competition, a Chinese person actually did the impossible and won the championship medal for the first time. This was major news in the Extreme Sports Circle, and brought a lot of attention to the sport.


    However, the competition committee refused to disclose the identity of the contestants. So far, they only knew a record number, but they were unable to find anyone.


    The Excellence Operations Department wanted to prepare for every scenario. If they really couldn¡¯t find anyone, they will settle for second best and look for a different spokesperson.


    This time, Xu Xing came to the All-Star Games to find high-quality idols with a good image and temperament, in case he met the right candidate.


    For example, the one who he had just communicated with, Liu Chuan, was quite pleasant. The newcomer under him, Ji Yu Heng, was also pretty good, good-looking and clean. Xu Xing heard that he was the third lead in the ceremonial film, which was given as an centenarial gift to the army.


    To Xu Xing, Ji Yu Heng had a good amount of popularity and his image was pretty good.


    Xu Xing looked at the person in front of him. After glancing at the name on the resume, he thought ¡®What type of name is ¡®Yu Nian?¡¯ Must be a not well known idol or something.¡¯


    If one were to look at Yu Nian¡¯s appearance, it was really good. Even in the Entertainment Industry, where even the most average appearance was good looking, Yu Nian was an unparalleled, peerless beauty.


    But no matter how good it was, it didn¡¯t fit their brand image.


    Seeing Xu Xing¡¯s merciless and contemptuous refusal, Deng Jingwei had ¡°you deserve it¡± written all over his face.


    He still wanted to fight for an opportunity. Liu Chuan had already finished up his phone call and was making his way back.


    Liu Chuan looked at the resume held in Deng Jingwei¡¯s hand, but he held back from saying anything. He did not intend to ridicule the two in the presence of others. However, there was a humorous glint in his cold eyes, as his gaze swept past Yu Nian.


    ""


    It was like he was saying ¡®Too bad that you can¡¯t even hand out your resume.¡¯


    Yu Nian grabbed Deng Jingwei¡¯s hand and had a smile on his lips: ¡°Since your company already has a candidate in mind, then we will not waste any more of your time.¡±


    Yu Nian¡¯s smile was decent, but he was distant.


    Xu Xing looked at the young man in front of him. He sensed the other¡¯s hidden aloofness and arrogance, which was hidden in Yu Nian¡¯s elegant tone of voice.


    Xu Xing was a little unhappy. This beautiful artist was unexpectedly not flattering him. Yu Nian even seemed to have some fire in his soul.


    Yu Nian nodded to the two and walked out of the company.


    Deng Jingwei hurriedly caught up with Yu Nian.


    Behind him, Xu Xing looked at Yu Nian¡¯s back, which was outlined by the warm light of the setting sun. He felt that he couldn¡¯t look at Yu Nian¡¯s back anymore, and whispered, ¡°He has a lot of character.¡±


    Deng Jingwei followed Yu Nian and noticed that his artist seemed to be in a bad mood. He thought Yu Nian would be unhappy if he didn¡¯t get a chance to be a brand spokesperson.


    In hindsight, Deng Jingwei remembered that in addition to producing regular sports equipment, Excellence also made longboards.


    Deng Jingwei thought: ¡®I should have explained that to Yu Nian just now. I should have also mentioned that he is an amazing Longboard athlete. Maybe I can fight for the spokesperson role by relying on this information?¡¯


    Deng Jingwei was secretly depressed upon realizing that he forgot about such an important thing.


    He looked carefully at Yu Nian¡¯s face: ¡°Yu Nian, don¡¯t be too disappointed. ¡­After all, Excellence is such a well known brand, and it¡¯s normal to be rejected.¡±


    Yu Nian slowed down a bit and turned to Deng Jingwei.


    He always treated people with courtesy and gentleness. This was embedded in his bones.


    Deng Jingwei could not figure out from where Yu Nian had this type of temperament instilled in him. This was something that could not be faked and nurtured in a short period of time. This time however, Deng Jingwei felt the sharpness under Yu Nian¡¯s gentle exterior for the first time.


    ¡°No.¡± Yu Nian smiled at Deng Jingwei with an indifferent and pleasant voice. ¡°I¡¯m not disappointed.¡±


    Deng Jingwei looked at Yu Nian, his back was straight, giving off a reserved, and elegant feel.


    Deng Jingwei thought to himself, ¡®How could such a person not shine brilliantly?¡¯


    Yu Nian should be someone who is looked up to. He doesn¡¯t care about this endorsement opportunity.


    *


    The next day, Yu Nian came to the where the All-Star Games figure skating training event was being held.


    This was the ice rink where the local figure skaters trained. The summer sun gently shone through the window, illuminating the snow white ice.


    In front of Yu Nian, were more than a dozen other male artists who had already arrived. They were putting on ice skates and protective gear under the guidance of the coaches. They were holding onto the guardrail, and were having difficulty getting on the ice.


    When they saw Yu Nian coming over, everyone glanced up, but didn¡¯t bother to say hello. There were also a few Orange Entertainment artists in their group, who naturally knew that Yu Nian had been getting the cold shoulder recently. They didn¡¯t bother getting to know him.


    The coach in charge couldn¡¯t help, but place his hand on his forehead, feeling exasperated: ¡°Don¡¯t always hold on to the guardrail. It¡¯s slippery, but try to find your footing. It¡¯s okay to fall, you¡¯re all wearing protective gear, so falling won¡¯t hurt!¡±


    This was Chen Hua, the figure skating coach of the local team. When he saw Yu Nian coming, he pointed to the cabinet to the side, where the ice skates were stored: ¡°Pick a pair of skates that fit, and I¡¯ll teach you how to correctly lace them up later.¡±


    Yu Nian said thank you and went to the cabinet.


    Like the others, he was the second batch to come for training.


    In half a month, the trainees were expected to not only master the basic techniques, but also needed to learn a choreographic sequence. The timeline was relatively tight.


    In order to accommodate this group of artists, who had just stepped on the ice, the choreographic sequence will not be very difficult. Of course, even the simplest choreographic sequence was difficult to do on ice. It required an immense amount of grace, being able to move one¡¯s body in time with the music.


    As for the technical content, such as the jumps, don¡¯t even think about it.


    Chen Hua shouted beside Yu Nian: ¡°Originally, in figure skating, skaters are required to prepare two programs: a short program and a free skate. However, your Program Team said that it is too difficult to learn two programs in half a month.¡±


    ¡°So when it is your turn, everyone will pick a piece and perform a short program. We also have a teacher to help with the choreographic sequence. If you have any ideas, you can discuss it with them.¡±


    There was a hint of helplessness in Chen Hua¡¯s tone, as he discussed the programming schedule with everyone.


    The artists breathed a sigh of relief. It was a good thing they did not have to prepare two programs. It has only been 15 days, who could learn it all that quickly??


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    Yu Nian picked up a pair of skates. Seeing that Yu Nian had already picked out his skates, Chen Hua came to teach him how to tie up his shoelaces.


    ¡°When you tie it like this, the shoelace goes through the hole from the outside to the inside, as you lace up. The middle is tight and the sides are loose. You want enough support, but not too much to kill circulation.¡±


    Looking at Yu Nian¡¯s slender white fingers tightening black shoelaces, Chen Hua sighed again.


    ¡®This idol with such thin skin and tender meat, can you bear the bitter, intense training?¡¯


    Just then, a young voice sounded from the side: ¡°Is that Coach Chen?¡±


    The artists, who were trying to glide on ice while holding the railing, all turned their eyes to the newcomer. A look of surprise crossed their faces.


    ¡°Yu Heng, why are you here?¡±


    ¡°Didn¡¯t you sign up for the archery event?¡±


    The Protagonist in the original book, fate¡¯s favorite child, was clean, handsome, and upright.


    Ji Yu Heng amicably greeted everyone and said with a smile, ¡°They are also practicing over there. I was interested in figure skating, so I signed up for an extra event.¡±


    In the All-Star Games, key artists like him had the right to choose. If there were extra spots available, they could apply to more than one event.


    The other people present were jealous, but they had no problem with him joining the figure skating event.


    After all, Ji Yu Heng¡¯s recent development was very good. He had connections, the company was also willing to promote him, and he had a huge fan base. They didn¡¯t know when they could also be that popular.


    With him participating, they may also be able to bring up their own popularity in this figure skating event. The camera was bound to follow Ji Yu Heng, and they were all hoping to appear on camera a few more times.


    When Yu Nian looked up at Ji Yu Heng, Ji Yu Heng also happened to look at Yu Nian and nodded slightly.


    Ji Yu Heng had heard some comments about Yu Nian in the company. He knew that Yu Nian was also managed by Liu Chuan, but there seemed to be some contradictions lately.


    Whenever Liu Chuan mentioned Yu Nian in front of him, there was a nasty expression on Liu Chuan¡¯s face. He often said that Yu Nian was brainless, had no vision and was terribly arrogant.


    Ji Yu Heng stopped looking at Yu Nian¡¯s beautiful face, and turned to the coach: ¡°My mother was born in a troupe, and I learned modern dance from her.¡±


    When Chen Hua heard this, he raised his eyebrow and nodded to Ji Yu Heng: ¡°If you have a good foundation in dance, and you practice well, you should see some results.¡±


    Looking at the time, Chen Hua greeted a teacher: ¡°Everyone will practice gliding across the ice, and the teacher will guide you. I have children from the provincial team to train. I will leave first and come back later to see your progress.¡±


    The training of the provincial team was important, and Chen Hua could not be away for too long. This teacher was arranged by the Program Team to assist the artists in learning the basics and learning the choreographic sequence. The provincial team¡¯s coach was just there as an instructor.


    When he left, the teacher came and clapped his hands. He signaled for everyone to gather around: ¡°I have a brief understanding of the situation. My name is Yu Zhi. I am mainly in charge of your training on the ice.¡±


    ¡°We are running out of time, so today we will select the music for the short program. Afterwards, we¡¯ll try to choreograph the movements while practicing gliding.¡±


    With that, Yu Zhi took out the prepared whiteboard and placed it on the table. Everyone saw a list of classical music to choose from.


    All of the music tracks had a clear storyline and emotional expression. As long as one has a good interpretation, it will add more depth to the short program.


    However, for all of the people present, it didn¡¯t make much difference when selecting a song. For them, it all depended on personal preference.


    ¡°I guess I¡¯ll choose ¡°The Nutcracker¡±? I¡¯ve seen the stage play before, and I like it. ¡±


    ¡°Then I¡¯ll choose ¡°Turandot.¡±


    ¡°¡±Sleeping Beauty¡±, I¡¯ll take this one.¡±


    Soon, the artists chose their favorite songs, one after another.


    Yu Zhi recorded their selections one by one.


    Yu Nian looked at the whiteboard and glanced at the ¡°Invitation to the dance-The Soul of the Rose¡±.


    His eyes were soft and he said, ¡°The Soul of the Rose.¡± Yu Zhi nodded and wrote down Yu Nian¡¯s name next to the song.


    While Ji Yu Heng was just about to open his mouth, he frowned slightly when he heard Yu Nian¡¯s selection, and awkwardly said, ¡°I also want to choose ¡°The Soul of the Rose¡±.¡±


    He thought there would be no candidates for the neoclassical ballet.


    Yu Zhi waved his hand carelessly and smiled at Ji Yu Heng: ¡°if you want to choose, you can choose. There are often collisions in the field.¡± Anyway, it all came down to skill in the end.


    Ji Yu Heng originally thought that Yu Nian would select a different piece. After all, he chose the same song, which would inevitably lead to their performances being compared.


    Ji Yu Heng had heard some of the comments and rumors in the company, saying that Yu Nian was not good at singing and dancing.


    He felt a little sorry for Yu Nian, but he also liked ¡°The Soul of the Rose¡±. This was an outstanding ballet performance, in which the strength and flexibility of the male dancers were shown.


    Ji Yu Heng was fascinated by the romantic dance and looked forward to bringing such a masterpiece to the ice rink.


    Ji Yu Heng was not a person who liked to give in to others. He had to ask for what he wants and likes.


    So at this time, he can only apologetically say that he also wanted to choose ¡°The Soul of the Rose¡±.


    However, Yu Nian did not have any special reaction, nor did he want to change the song at all.


    Yu Nian raised his eyelashes and looked at Ji Yu Heng. Yu Nian¡¯s eyebrows were raised, but his eyes were very light.


    The white ice rink was reflected in his eyes.