That dessert was bought by Dong Feihong.

After dessert time, he accompanied Dongge to walk slowly on the tree-lined road and walked aimlessly.

He was wearing a long camel coat and a white scarf. It was not a very expensive and expensive brand, but it fit his temperament.

The wind tilted the corners of his clothes, revealing a little curvy silhouette of the calf.

Chi Xiaochi followed him, holding a cream tower in his hand.

Dong Feihong looked down at the paper bag in his hand: "Do you like this?"

Chi Xiaochi said: "It tastes pretty good. It was recommended to me by Rosen last time."

Rosen is a skater in Canada. He likes to talk and talk, and his mouth is so broken that he has a headache, so that Chi Koike felt a bald temperament from the director.

Dong Feihong took the paper bag: "If you like, I'll learn to do it for you."

Chi Xiaochi asked, "Can you do it?"

Dong Feihong opened the paper bag and glanced at the past, how many grams of light cream, how many grams of high-gluten flour, how long it has been fermented, how long it has been baked, and what kind of baking paper has been used.

After receiving the message, he put the bag in his right hand: "My uncle does his best."

The next second, he felt that his right hand was abnormal.

...... A hand a few inches smaller than him caught the right-hand tiger's mouth very naturally, and stretched out an index finger, and caught the handle of the paper bag with him.

Dong Feihong's face changed slightly.

He looked around and noticed that there was a street artist not far away playing acrobatics with balloons in different shapes.

He said, "My uncle will also give you a memorial."

Pond Koike nodded.

So naturally he pulled his hand away: "Wait here, don't run around."

He put his hand in his jacket pocket and hurried away.

When he went away, 061 asked: "Are your barriers to contact good?"

Chi Xiaochi felt a little strange in 061's tone: "... okay. I haven't done it recently."

061 pointed out sharply: "It was still committed last Sunday." When the qualifier ranked first, the coach hugged him excitedly, and when he turned his head, he ran to the bathroom for three minutes.

Chi Xiaochi quibbleed: "It's not been three days."

061: "..."

Chi Xiaochi: "Well, Teacher Liu, I confessed wrongly, and I will not develop a relationship with the characters in the future. Don't get angry."

061 angry: "I'm not angry."

Chi Xiaochi was shameless: "Would you like to copy my book next time?"

061: "Copy the code."

Xueyouzi Koike immediately agreed: "Copy the code and copy the code, copy it over and over."

061 can't help but feel a little bit reluctant: "... hmm."

Coaxing Teacher Liu well, Chi Xiaochi stopped talking and just looked down at his hands.

... It turned out that when Brother Lou grew up, it felt like this.

On the other side, 061 couldn't tell where he came from, and it was really uncomfortable to block it in his chest, but he felt inexplicable when he spilled it.

Isn't it a good thing that his condition will improve?

Thinking about it this way, he unconsciously took hold of his right hand, which still had residual temperature, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously tilted up a little.

... not even he found it.

This tree-lined road is close to a local university. The balloon artist's performance was surrounded by teenage college students, and the appearance of an oriental face was a bit abrupt.

He watched carefully for a while and said in a very gentle English voice: "Excuse me. I want a puppy shape, can I?"

The entertainer is Mexican, with a humorous tone: "Sir, what kind do you want? In advance, I hate Teddy."

Dong Feihong chuckled his lips and said, "Ordinary puppy." Just as ordinary as dog meat.

Dong Feihong's face was already rather pretty, and coupled with the temperament and taste of warmth and jade, the attraction was simply fatal to many girls.

Taking note of the hot sight cast from the surrounding area, Dong Feihong naturally turned his head and gave a smile to one of the girls with a smile: "Do you need one?"

The girl in the red coat had bright eyes, "Can you?"

"My pleasure. But, take the liberty of asking, do you have any coins?"

Another little plump, ruddy girl raised her hand: "I have it."

Dong Feihong looked back, looked at Dongge, and turned back again: "That's it. I'm traveling with my children, I want to collect some coins from strangers and save them, I wish He has a smooth life. "

After hearing the words "child", the girls exchanged their eyes, and the slightly regretful mood quickly turned into appreciation.

Fat girl touched a coin and came out.

The girls with coins all touched one out.

The girl in the red coat asked, "Do we need to say anything special?"

Dong Feihong said, "As long as it is a wish, all is well."

"What's your child's name?"

Dong Feihong smiled briefly: "The Chinese name is Dongge and the English name is July."

Dongge is Dongge and July is the English name of Chi Xiaochi.

The blessings collected in this way are twofold.

The girls piously made their wishes. Dong Feihong took their coins, said thank you, took out their wallet, and paid the artist a hundred-dollar bill: "Can you please make one for each of them?"

After speaking, he took over his puppy and walked towards Chi Xiaochi.

Seeing the coin in his hand, Ichikoike was accustomed to it: "Is lucky again?"

Dong Feihong smiled, handed the puppy to his hand, and tink the coins into his pocket.

In these years, the time has accelerated 12 times, but it has also been experienced by three people.

In each country, Dong Feihong collects coins and goodwill from passersby and stores them.

Coins of different colors and denominations are stored in full and there is already a can.

Chi Xiaochi walked and said, "The piggy bank is full."

Dong Feihong said, "Then change to a new one."

Chi Xiaochi held the balloon and said carefully, "Give you a name. Call it dog meat."

Dong Feihong laughed: "What's the name."

Chi Xiaochi said, "Just called dog meat."

Dong Feihong thought about it symbolically, and chose to compromise: "Okay."

When the defiant dog meat ran out of gas, Chi Xiaochi and Dong Feihong got on the flight leaving Toronto.

Dong Feihong's home is slightly away from the sports school, but close to the provincial team. Since Dongge transferred to the provincial team, he often came to see him and transferred to the adult team. Dongfeihong naturally wanted to help him move.

Dongge's hair stayed long again. Chi Xiaochi considered for a long time in the mirror and pierced himself with a high ponytail.

Although the dormitory buildings of the provincial team, the adult team and the youth team are different, the training venues are different and they are distinct from each other.

When Dong Feihong carried the luggage into the car, Chi Xiaochi sat on the trunk and slid around.

Rao is such a childish respect. The passing youth team members met him, and their attitudes immediately converged a lot:

"Brother Dong."

"Hello Brother."

The name of Dongge is not good enough, and it can take advantage of people when called seriously, so when you first entered the youth team, many people murmured behind their backs.

But gradually, no one questioned the name anymore, and even most of the players who were older than him were willing to call him "Winter Brother" sincerely.

One is because he is gradually gaining qualifications, and the other is because he has received awards.

With the qualifications, at most they are old fritters, and the award is a proper waist stick.

Putting the luggage in place, Dong Feihong sat down on the bed: "How about training first or something to eat first?"

Dongge said, "Go to the cafeteria. Today the cafeteria sells small roast chicken today. The mother promised to keep one for me."

Dongge and Dong Feihong both like to eat the small roasted chicken in the cafeteria. The skin is crispy and tender, and the meat is cooked. Chopsticks are inserted from the back, which can easily tear the chicken into two halves, and then match the barbecue sauce , Can also be regarded as a world of taste.

Two people thought about the little roast chicken, and no one expected that they would run into Lou Sifan who had just returned from training.

Ji Xiaochi was immediately energetic: "Yo, ATM is here."

061: "... don't you forget his name?"

Chi Xiaochi: "I know, the last name is Lou."

061: "What Lou?"

Chi Xiaochi: "What is Lou?"

061: "... Lou Sifan."

Chi Xiaochi: "Oh oh oh."

061: "..." oh oh what do you mean.

Lou Sifan held the thermos in his hand, and when he saw Dongge, his eyes were slightly frozen.

But he soon smiled mildly and politely: "Come back?"

Dongge nodded slightly: "Well, here it is."

Lou Sifan asked "coming back", but Dongge answered "coming."

Obviously, they ask and answer, they are not talking about the same thing.

Dong Ge's answer was somewhat provocative, but it was in line with the "arrogance" in the rumor.

Of course, Lou Sifan cannot compare this with the junior. He said: "The game is good. The first game of the adult group is the championship.

Dongge asked, "Thank you, Brother."

Seeing that Dongge didn't ask any more, Lou Sifan was vaguely relieved.

He could have gone to this grand prix. Whoever wanted to fall in the first game of the budget race and fell out, and bought the plane ticket back the next day.

Chi Koike also knows this plot.

Winter Song's last entry into the adult team was delayed by three months, so it was missed.

When Lou Sifan returned frustrated, he also took a half-day vacation to come to the provincial team to accompany him to skate.

This time, Dongge didn't have the time in the United States to work with him, picked the laurels he hadn't got, and walked back.

Of course, Lou Sifan didn't want to continue this topic, so he focused on Dong Feihong: "I've seen this. Are you ... the uncle of Dongge?"

I was in the provincial team, but I did n’t look up and down, and Lou Sifan certainly saw Dong Feihong more than once to find Dongge.

Dong Feihong politely said: "It's me. You are the predecessor of Dongge. There is another child, surname He."

Lou Sifan: "You mean Changsheng?"

Dong Feihong: "Ah. It should be."

Lou Sifan reached out and wanted to shake hands with him, politely determined: "I will take care of winter ..."

Just then, the door to Dongge's dormitory opened.

He Changsheng appeared behind the door in shorts and a black vest, and was all black, showing a very thin and beautiful muscle curve.

He glanced at Dongge: "Dongge, are you here?"

As soon as the words fell, he planted them and leaned into the arms of Dongge.

Before Chi Xiaochi had time to nauseate, he was startled by the temperature of his forehead.

I rely, it burns like a manhole cover in summer.

Dong Feihong immediately lifted He Changsheng calmly and let him stay away from Dongge: "It's all right."

Thanks to He Changsheng, he didn't really get stunned, but just heard someone talking on the bed just now, and he got very fierce and confused.

He lifted his wet eyes, and his tone was as serious as ever: "It's all right."

Dong Feihong touched his forehead: "It burns so badly that you have to see a doctor."

He Changsheng's logic is quite clear: "No need. I have this kind of constitution. I have a fever and anxiety, and I can retreat quickly. I can get better in one day and train tomorrow."

Lou Sifan glanced at Dongge and found that his appearance had not changed, so he raised the thermos in his hand and said, "Bring him the sickness rice."

Dong Feihong said, "Hurry up and eat. I also took Dongge to dinner. Dongge will live next to you in the future, so I will take care of you."

He Changsheng, who was suddenly entrusted, blinked, and there was almost enough water in his eyes: "I will."

After giving He Changsheng to Lou Sifan, Dong Feihong originally planned to take Dongge away, but was stopped by Lou Sifan from the back: "Dongge, I have a training mission in the afternoon, can you take care of Changsheng?"

Dongge stood still, raising his eyebrows slightly.

He Changsheng went to La Lou Sifan: "Don't bother people."

Dongge said: "No problem. The coach made me feel after writing the game, it is the same everywhere."

After explaining this, Dongge left.

Looking at Dongge's back, Lou Sifan thoughtfully.

——At the end of the Winter Song Qualifier, after Dongge and the coach hugged, his expression was a little bit wrong.

When the camera captured the back of him turning away, he was pressing his stomach with one hand, and seemed to be very unwell.

For the past three years, Lou Sifan has been paying attention to the training of Dongge.

Occasionally, there are two-person training for ice skating, but Lou Sifan finds that Dongge can avoid or avoid similar training. If he has done this, his concentration will decrease linearly in the following training.

He felt more and more that there was a reason for Dongge to refuse to slide in pairs.

However, it is unrealistic to suggest Dongge to go double skating. He has to think of individual methods to let Dongge do more similar training.

Put another way, this is also to help Dongge overcome psychological obstacles and shortcomings, isn't it?

Therefore, after entering the door, he lifted the lid of the thermos and said to Changsheng He inadvertently, "Changsheng, do you think there is any shortcoming in Dongge?"

He Changsheng has always been a realistic person: "Every aspect is perfect, but sometimes the coordination is not enough."

"How to practice coordination?"

"Practice the sandbags. There is also a pairing practice."

"I've watched the Winter Song training twice. He never seems to love working with people to do this." Lou Sifan said, "You are a senior and experienced, and everyone is accompanying you in bed, you will show mercy and help him Turn this technology off. How about it? "

He Changsheng's face burnt red, raised his eyes and thought, "Okay."

Lou Sifan smiled slightly.

Who knows Dongya's yak-like hard temper, it is impossible to admit to him that he has a physical contact disorder.