Chapter 22 Section 22

Shingo came outside and was doing warm-up exercises. "Hello." Suddenly, he heard someone greet him. He took a closer look, and it turned out to be Fujii.Behind Fujii stood a boy wearing the same ski suit as him.The man was taller than Fujii, but gave the impression of being thinner. "Okay," Shingo replied, "what's the matter today?" "Ah...you gave me Zhengrowan a few days ago, so I wanted to come over and say thank you." Fujii looked back, and it seemed that the person behind him was the one who had a stomachache a few days ago. "It's okay, no need."

"No, the consultant teacher said, let us thank you well." After finishing speaking, Fujii raised his chin, as if urging his classmate. The tall boy took a step forward. "Thank you very much, you are really helpful." He bowed his head politely. "No...you're welcome." Shingo also bowed back, thinking, it's really awkward. The tall boy ran away.Fujii stayed behind, looking at Shingo's skis. "Huh?!" He exclaimed loudly, "This is the latest model, it's so beautiful." "Really? I don't really understand it myself. Anyway, I will use it if others ask me to use it."

"Giving it to you for free?" Fujii's eyes widened. "I didn't give it to me, I just borrowed it." "Even if it's borrowed, that... that's cool." Fujii looked intently again. "Why don't you join our club too? I'll talk to our coach." Fujii shrugged. "Impossible. Your club is a talent mining system, right? Our consultant said this is what your coach said." "What is the talent mining system..." Shingo was a little puzzled, but he was indeed recruited. "It's good to be talented. I really envy you."

Shingo muttered in his heart—I don't have much talent.I really envy you, even though you are always the last one, you never get bored and still enjoy it.It seems that you really like this sport. "Ah, the police car is here again." Fujii turned his gaze to the direction of the parking lot. "Is it because of the bus accident last time?" "It was just a traffic accident. By the way, how long are these police cars going to hang around?" Fujii showed an incredulous expression. Shingo recalled the conversation between Yuzuki and Kaizuka he heard in the restaurant.The accident, they said, was actually aimed at Fumi Hita.Is this true?

"The police may just be restless," Shingo said. "Hahaha, maybe that's true." Fujii agreed with his words. "Fujii!" Shingo heard someone shout.Looking back, I saw a burly man looking towards them.It turned out to be Kurosawa. "What are you doing? It's about to start." "Yes, sorry!" Fujii said "goodbye" to Shingo and ran away. Shingo looked at Fujii's back, and then met Kurosawa's eyes.Kurosawa's eyes were sharp.Shingo thought he would complain, but Kurosawa quickly turned around and went back to find his partner.

After a while, Kaizuka came over.As usual, training begins.Today Shingo still had to skate with Fujii and the others. Shingo's mind went blank, and he just kept waving his hands and feet.When encountering an uphill, he will climb up silently, and when encountering a downhill, he will shrink up and fall with gravity. He felt no joy at all, only pain.However, he had to keep practicing.As long as he followed Kaizuka and Yuki's instructions and got a slightly better result than yesterday, he would be able to spend the day without incident, without disturbing anyone. In the past few days, Shingo has always been able to surpass several players.Of course, this must include Fujii.Today, he still surpassed him in an instant. "It's amazing!" Despite this, Fujii's painful praise still reached his ears.

On the way, Shingo found that Kurosawa was chasing him - when he started gliding, Kurosawa hadn't set off yet.It seems that the interval between Kurosawa and his departure is not long.He didn't know if this was deliberately arranged by someone. Kaizuka was waiting for him on the way.Surprisingly, he actually stood with the consultant of the ski department.The two looked at Shingo talking and laughing.Shingo thought, they were probably comparing me with Kurosawa approaching from behind. "Keep working harder, the movement range should be large, okay, very good, that's it." Kaizuka was cheering him on.Judging from his expression, he seemed very satisfied.Maybe the results are better than yesterday.

After a while, Kurosawa gradually surpassed the past.Shingo knew that his posture was extremely stable, transferring all his strength to the snow without wasting any effort.Compared with him, Shingo felt that his movements were a little out of character. Even so, Shingo desperately chased after him.In order not to be pulled away by the other party, he tried his best to slide. It was obvious that Kurosawa cared about him very much.From time to time, he cast his eyes on Shingo. They came to the most difficult uphill.At this time, Kurosawa glanced at Shingo and seemed to say, "Come on, the real contest starts now."

Shingo continued to pedal the snow with his skis, out of breath, his heart was beating wildly, and his muscles could not move according to his own will.He was thinking, I am no match for him, not his opponent.Still, he chased desperately.It is said that Kurosawa is a frequent visitor to the national competitions. As long as he can skate with such a competitor, he will open his own future. But—is this the future I'm looking forward to?Do I really want to be a cross-country skier and go to the Olympics?In this way, will I become happy? My feet suddenly became heavy, and I couldn't lift my arms anymore.Kurosawa's back is getting smaller and smaller.

The ramp continues.Shingo's movements became sluggish, and he finally stopped.He stuck out his chin and sucked in air desperately, making a whooping sound in his throat. Something white fell from the cloudy sky.Shingo started climbing again, but he could no longer reach the speed he had just done.He moved up step by step like an old man climbing steps.He knew that the other players behind him were approaching him.