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Chapter 23 You squat 1 o'clock, I can't even get up.

After watching a few swimming games, Jiang Sui received a notification from the group that the ice rink had opened and he could go to warm up first. He sent a message to Duan Zhuo, asking if he wanted to go there together.

In less than half a minute, Duan Zhuo came out of the dressing room. His hair was not completely dried, and his body smelled like a mixture of tropical fruits and musk.

"Have you changed your shampoo?"

"No," Duan Zhuo said, "I forgot to bring it today, so I asked my classmates to borrow some."

"It smells pretty good."

Duan Zhuo didn't pay attention to the smell when he was taking a shower. Jiang Suiyi said that he sniffed the towel around his neck, recalled the packaging of his classmate's shampoo, and decided to look for the same one on the Internet.

He's never particular about the choice of toiletries, he usually buys the one with the most gifts, since Jiang Sui said it smells good, it's pretty good.

The short-track speed skating training ground is closed, with a square building, and the abundant rainwater seeps into the wall in summer, which is deep and shallow, and slightly mottled, but against the bright green climbing vines, it is so clear Kind of retro.

Opening the gate, a four- to five-meter-wide long corridor lay before Duan Zhuo's eyes, and warm-up equipment was piled up in disorder. A few students in sportswear looked over, and they greeted Jiang Sui with a smile.

"This is your friend?"

It was Lin Yixiang, captain of the speed skating team, who was speaking. Jiang Sui introduced Duan Zhuo, and Duan Zhuo nodded with him.

Lin Yixiang asked: "What do you usually like to eat? You are so tall."

"Not very picky eaters, just eat whatever you have."

"There is always a favorite, right?"

Jiang Sui smiled: "You are 21 and still want to grow taller? Stop dreaming."

Lin Yixiang poked his neck: "What's wrong with 21, 23 is still jumping up and down."

"What's the use of jumping so high? Look at Wang Meng, who is 1 meters. Dayang Yang is only 67 meters. If he doesn't win the world championship, he is too tall and his center of gravity is unstable. Which speed skating champion has he been so tall? of?"

"The leader (fans' pet name for Wang Meng) is considered tall among women." Lin Yixiang looked down at his legs, "I think I lose now because my stride is not big enough, and I have to jump up again. Three centimeters, just like you, just right."

The two stood in the corridor, doing warm-up activities, while chatting about topics related to short track speed skating, from height, to celebrities in the speed skating team, to awards, and finally to the improvement of technical movements.

Duan Zhuo has never understood the people and things they mentioned, and their professional content.

Let alone the Olympic champion, the word "Olympics" feels as far away as the stars to him.To him, those athletes who can participate in the Olympics are also like stars in movies, out of reach.

The warm-up activities were almost done, Jiang Sui pushed open a door in the corridor, Duan Zhuo followed, caught off guard by the cold air, and the pores of his skin shrank rapidly.

He sneezed with his head tilted, took out his coat from his bag and put it on.

The speed skating venue was longer than the swimming pool, in an oval shape, surrounded by a one-meter-thick blue protective pad, with a thin layer of cold air floating on the snow-white ice surface, shining brightly.

Different from the track and field arena, its track is not divided by lines, only an inner circle line, and there are many black markers in the shape of small pointed hats on the boundary line, which are probably used to distinguish whether the athletes are Out of bounds.

In other words, athletes have to compete for the first position in the inner lane from the very beginning, which is one of the reasons for frequent collisions in this event.

Duan Zhuo estimated the length and width, and asked, "You guys have a circle of 100 meters?"

"One lap is 111.12 meters."

Before coming here, Duan Zhuo thought that the temperature of the site described by Jiang Sui was exaggerated, but it was only when he arrived at the scene that he realized that it was really cold, and the temperature was only about four or five degrees.

Duan Zhuo seemed to have entered the refrigerator from the tropical rainforest, sneezing again and again, and pulled the zipper of his coat to his neck.

Several athletes in speed skating suits were skating in circles on the field at a very high speed. When they flashed in front of Duan Zhuo's eyes, his head also moved, and his appearance was no different from that of a cat attracted by a cat teaser.

The rustling sound of ice skates rubbing against the ice surface is extremely clear, which reminds Duan Zhuo of the shaved ice shop at the intersection of his hometown. The owner made the same sound when he shoveled the ice. Add some taro balls, mango, milk, and ice cream balls to eat. .

He told the people around him about this idea, and Jiang Sui smiled: "Then I'll go down and shovel some for you, and taste it first."

Duan Zhuo thought he was just joking, and a few minutes later, Jiang Sui came out with a different set of equipment.

The speed skating suit is red and black, with a streamlined design. The parts below the neck are all protected. The light and thin fabric is close to the skin, and the outline of the body is vividly outlined.

Duan Zhuo discovered that Jiang Sui's waist was very narrow, as if he had no flesh, but his buttocks were quite round, and the muscles of his limbs supported the speed skating suit into a graceful and powerful line.

Jiang Sui, wearing goggles and a helmet, stood in the center of the venue, waving to him enthusiastically.

Duan Zhuo asked with a smile: "Are you going to show me some special talent?"

Jiang Sui slid in front of Duan Zhuo, tapped his toes on the ice and spun around a few times, scraped out a layer of smoothie, held it up with both palms, handed it to Duan Zhuo, and said in the tone of a waiter: "Sir, the original smoothie you ordered coming."

"Is this really edible?" Duan Zhuo said, and was about to reach out to pick it up.

Jiang Sui laughed unabashedly: "Are you a fool? Of course not. Chemicals are added inside, otherwise it wouldn't freeze so quickly."

Duan Zhuo really didn't know that there would be other things added in it.

He took the handful of ice carefully, and the tiny particles melted into water little by little after touching the warm skin.Although he was scolded as a fool, Duan Zhuo was still in a very happy mood.

It never snows in winter in their hometown. The low-temperature venues and finely crushed smoothies made him experience the feeling of snowflakes melting in his palms in winter.

The water droplets fell to the ground along his fingers, and he flattened his mouth and said, "It's gone."

Jiang Suixiang coaxed the children: "It's sold out, come back next time."

There were still 10 minutes before the official match, and spectators entered the arena one after another. Duan Zhuo wiped his hands and sat in the front row.

Jiang Sui was skating in circles on the field. When going straight, he put his hands behind his back, slightly bent his knees, entered the curve, and supported the ice with one hand. Every time he circled to the closest position to Duan Zhuo, he would turn his head to check whether Duan Zhuo had deserted. .

Duan Zhuo would give him a faint smile every time.

In the school, short-track speed skating talents are scarce, and there are only nine athletes participating in the competition, five men and four women, so there is no group stage, and they directly enter the finals.

The men's 500 meters is the first event today.Generally speaking, the position of athletes in the finals is determined by the ranking in the group stage, and the one ranked first is assigned to the first track, that is, the inner track.Whoever can stand in this position will already have an absolute advantage.

Today there is no ranking in the group stage. The track arrangement is determined by drawing lots. Captain Lin Yixiang is the first, Cheng Ziyao is the second, and Jiang Sui is the third.

Duan Zhuo saw the referee in a black suit skating to the center of the field on his skates.

With a preparatory order, Jiang Sui took a step back on his hind feet, and his body sank slightly. When his eyes looked ahead, he showed a little emotion that Duan Zhuo had never seen before.

Fierce, powerful, and full of wild taste, this glance made Duan Zhuo sure that Jiang Sui was an extremely strong person. Perhaps in his eyes, No.1 was the champion, and the rest were classified as another category.

The starting gun sounded, and several people raised their legs and arms at the same time, scrambling to squeeze into the inner lane, and the skates trampled on the ice, making a powerful sound.

Lin Yixiang was the first to slide to the first place. Jiang Sui was biting behind him, only half a body away. He only needed two more steps to pass, but Lin Yixiang seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him. When Jiang Sui was about to overtake, he increased the range of swinging his arms and sliding left and right to hinder Jiang Sui's footsteps.

When cornering, Jiang Sui slowed down a bit and followed Lin Yixiang.

The five of them maintained the same posture, leaning to one side, forming a dangerous angle with the ice, like a bending motorcyclist.

Jiang Sui propped up the ice with one hand, and Duan Zhuo heard the "hissing" friction sound, and the ice blade drew a flexible arc on the ground.

Just when Duan Zhuo nervously thought that they were about to fall and fly out of the field, Lin Yixiang stood up alternating legs, and Jiang Sui also stood up and returned to the straight road.

Duan Zhuo's palm was sweating.

He had only been exposed to knowledge about short-track speed skating on a physics problem before. The problem was to calculate the skater's skating speed, which was about 12 meters per second. He knew that their speed was very fast, but this speed was only a very vague concept. .

When he sat on the side of the track, intuitively felt the temperature of the ice rink, breathed the cold air, and presented the data in his mind in a concrete way before his eyes, he felt incredible.

In just one second of cornering time, the ranking order of several athletes has been disrupted, and Cheng Ziyao has fallen to the bottom one, only Lin Yixiang and Jiang Sui have not changed their positions.

Their clothes, arm movements, body sinking angles are almost exactly the same, and their body shapes are also very similar, as if they were copied and pasted. This also means that if Jiang Sui is at the current speed, it will be difficult to surpass Lin Yixiang.

The place scraped by the ice skates was no longer smooth, refracting streaks of sharp white light.

Duan Zhuo's eyes followed Jiang Sui, feeling that he was breathing with his mouth and nose, and his breathing was a little short.

At the corner of the fourth lap, Jiang Sui's arm swing suddenly increased, and Duan Zhuo's heart tightened - he wanted to pass Lin Yixiang from the corner!

This is an extremely dangerous idea. It not only tests the explosive power of the athlete, but also requires the stability of the body. If it is not done well, it is easy to rush off the track like a speeding car.

But Jiang Sui did as Duan Zhuo had expected.

When he was cornering, his left hand did not support the ice surface, which reduced the friction, and he rushed to Lin Yixiang's right side in one breath, and kept pace with him.

Lin Yixiang didn't, and it's impossible to turn back, but the sound of ice skates behind him and Jiang Sui's panting were extremely clear, like a beast whispering in his ear, threatening, and felt that the danger was getting closer to him, so he increased the arc of the bend, thinking To stop Jiang Sui.

But he didn't expect that Jiang Sui was closer to him than he imagined. The two skaters collided unexpectedly, and Lin Yixiang's muscles tensed, and his body tilted to an unbearable angle.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and when Duan Zhuo reacted, Jiang Sui had been brought down by Lin Yixiang and sat on the ice with his buttocks. He looked a little dazed, as if he didn't know what happened, and Cheng Ziyao behind him didn't have time to brake. "Boom" hit the past.

The two of them hugged each other and rushed towards the protective pad, hitting the wall like a cheetah running at high speed, and there was another frightening loud noise.

Lin Yixiang and Cheng Ziyao quickly got up from the ground, without even patting their buttocks, and returned to the track.

Jiang Sui supported his body with one hand, slipped and fell to the ground when he was about to stand up, Duan Zhuo ran over directly across the protective pad, nervously said: "Did you hurt your bones?"

Jiang Sui was a little surprised by Duan Zhuo's arrival, obviously the place where he fell was far away from the auditorium.

"It's okay." He waved his hands and supported his waist. "That was too violent. I guess the muscles were a little strained."

Duan Zhuo carefully helped him up, only to find that his calf was bleeding, and the trouser leg was scratched by the ice blade about three centimeters.Duan Zhuo was terrified, and shouted in the direction of the coach: "He got a cut on his leg."

The coach of the speed skating team is a woman in her thirties with short hair and looks very capable. She got up and walked over, and asked Jiang Sui calmly, "Is it serious?"

Jiang Sui shook his head, and at the same time Duan Zhuo pointed to his wound and said, "It's very serious. His foot is cut and bleeding. You may need to call an ambulance."

Seeing him nervous for the first time, Jiang Sui laughed happily: "It's not that serious."

The coach said: "Go change your clothes first, and treat the wound to avoid inflammation."

Unlike in international competitions, when you fall at school, your teammates will try their best to protect you by pulling their legs back to avoid collisions and scratches, so even if Cheng Ziyao rushed forward, he was still protecting Jiang Sui, not as serious as a broken bone.

Jiang Sui didn't worry about this little injury at all, but Duan Zhuo followed up in the dressing room anxiously, as if he was worried that he would die due to excessive blood loss in the next second.

"Are you really okay?" Duan Zhuo asked for the third time.

"I'm fine," Jiang Sui smiled as he pulled down the zipper of his speed skating suit, pointing to the scar on his arm, "The cut of more than ten centimeters here was not dead before, this small injury is normal. "

"Then is there a medicine box over here? Disinfect it quickly." Duan Zhuo urged.

Jiang Sui took off his skates, put them aside, and bent over to take off his pants.

Duan Zhuo turned around symbolically, after a while, he heard rustling noises, and peeked out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Sui lowered his head and was changing his underwear.

"Who scratched your arm?" Duan Zhuo asked.

"A Korean named An Junxian."

"Is it the same as today?"

"Of course not, he pulled me out on purpose."

Duan Zhuo suddenly turned around: "Is there such a thing? Isn't this a foul?"

Received his shocked gaze, Jiang Sui just smiled at him: "It's a foul, but there were two players in the Korean team at the time, one held me back, and the other could overtake me."

"Can it still be like this?" Duan Zhuo felt that his three views had been subverted, and he couldn't understand it at all, "Won't the game be unfair?"

Jiang Sui sighed, with an ironic smile on the corner of his mouth: "Perhaps in their conception, this is also a way to win. Personal honor is less than national honor."

"Isn't it a mess on the field? If I want to win, I will drag the people in front of me away."

"It's not completely messed up. In the face of absolute speed, the Koreans have no chance to use their little tricks. When I was a child watching the game, I especially admired people like Wang Meng, who slid with his hands behind his back and crossed the line decadently."

Duan Zhuo was puzzled: "Why do you cross the line in decadence?"

Jiang Sui smiled and said: "In the last lap of the final, she surpassed the Koreans by half a lap. It is expected that no one can catch up with her. She straightened her waist and hit the line. Later, netizens spread such a meme, saying that Others sprinted to brake her."

Duan Zhuo's mind flashed the scene when he crossed the finish line to win the championship with a touch of red, and suddenly understood why Jiang Sui was willing to start short track speed skating at such a young age.

At a time when children of the same age regard fictional anime characters as superheroes, Jiang Sui's superheroes are those contestants in red tracksuits.

Duan Zhuo squatted down and observed the wound on Jiang Sui's foot. The cut by the skates was not serious, and the skin was slightly torn. The bleeding had stopped at this time, but he sprained his foot when he fell. Then there was an obvious swelling on the instep, and the skin was very red.

Jiang poked casually, and then took a deep breath.

The next game will definitely be impossible, Duan Zhuo said: "I'll take you to the hospital to get some anti-inflammatory drugs, where is your bike parked?"

"It's just outside in the carport."

In just a few minutes, Jiang Sui's instep was already bulging like a small hillock, and his right leg couldn't step on the ground at all, and when he stepped on it, he felt a terrible pain.

The locker room was a little far from the parking place, so he raised one leg, supported the cabinet, jumped up and down, and moved out in a little embarrassment.

Duan Zhuo followed behind him, with his arms outstretched, vainly protecting him, for fear that he would accidentally fall, and then he couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and said, "Can you help me?"

Duan Zhuo meant that he needed help, but Jiang Sui seemed to have misunderstood the meaning, and said "Okay" without any excuses, walked around behind Duan Zhuo, lay on his back and said: " You squat down a little, I can't even get up."