Situ Qing got out of the car, replaced the caregiver first, pushed Su Mengbei's wheelchair, and took a blanket for him to put on.

Originally, he was going to send Su Meng back to the hospital, but the director heard that he was also very interested in various sports activities, so he simply invited him to have a look.

The director now attaches great importance to Situ Qing, so he naturally wants to please him, and does not intend to reject him for some unnecessary minor issues.

What Situ Qing now shows is clearly like he hopes that Su Mengbei can play with him, so what's wrong with letting this person follow him?

When filming programs, there is no reason why relatives and friends are not allowed to visit the set, and it is not a closed shooting.

There were so many staff members on the show, and there were more than one or two relatives and friends who came to visit the set. It would be impossible to have one more Su Mengbei.

As soon as we arrived, the guests of the crew of "The Qu's Mistake" took their respective camera and team and followed them to greet them earlier, and the teaching assistants from various projects went to various places.

Before leaving, Sun Ji held the director and refused to let go: "I won't choose basketball anymore, can I change it? Why is the only basketball court I want to go so far away? I want to play with our Situ in the future, wouldn't I have to take a taxi to run around?"

Sun Ji sings and writes well: "I have to protect Situ, director, look at his face, do you think Situ is safe by putting him alone under the claws of Xiao Tao and Juanzi? If something happens..."

"roll!"

Tao Ping and Luo Zijuan both threw the person out, and then smiled at Situ Qing with a very ladylike smile.

The director felt that although it was for the variety show effect, it was not difficult for these two girls to do all this, and they didn't even need too much acting skills.

The others followed the assistants, and the director personally led Coach Huang, who was Situ Qing-tie, to the figure skating team, and two assistants, to the skating rink.

Coach Huang is fine, the two assistants are female assistants, and they almost shook their minds and hit the wall when they looked at Situ Qing.

“…”

Coach Huang looked speechless.

The director laughed: "Slow down, don't be anxious. In the next three days, we Situ will eat here and sleep here. By the way, when will our figure skating prince Jing Xun arrive?"

"He is going to be a little late. He has been training in France recently and will take a flight back to China tonight, but it will not delay shooting."

Jing Xun won the silver medal at the World Championships last year and is a popular figure skating male singles player in China.

When the program team communicated with others, they all said they hoped to invite first-class contestants to participate in the program.

However, everyone is busy with training, and it really depends on luck to invite who they can.

This is also a popular program that has been popular for many years. It is backed by CCTV and has a strong background, so there is the capital to invite those top sports stars.

Situ Qing was led into the ice rink all the way, and most figure skaters, both men and women, couldn't help but turn to look at him.

The figure skaters actually have good looks, good figures, and are influenced by music and art, and are very elegant.

Most sports stars, even if they look average, have a good figure, usually have good looks.

But as soon as Situ Qing entered the door, several figure skaters were breathing for a while.

"...I finally understand what a real handsome star is like. Our Senior Brother Song is usually sought after. The fans are very enthusiastic every time the competition is played. I also think that his appearance is not inferior to that of a star. Now it seems that I am too narrow-minded."

“…similar.”

Song Lin slid over, slapped the junior brother on the shoulder, frowned slightly, and stared at Situ Qing: "What's the use of being good-looking? I'm sick with my brain. It's time to see a doctor!"

"ah?"

Several junior brothers looked at each other.

Song Lin sneered: "Their program team actually invited Senior Brother Jing to come over and ask Senior Brother Jing to slim with that star. What's wrong with him? He was on camera with Senior Brother Jing, one after another. How do you have to repair him later to make him look less embarrassing? Is it okay to lose fans in minutes?"

When the junior brothers heard this, they felt it was reasonable.

"I remember that there was a theme of 'cross-border' in the stewardess. Celebrities don't care about men and women. They all look good and are more photogenic. They were filmed very well in that issue. I really think those stewardesses are responsible and enthusiastic and thoughtful."

"Although when foreign guests were provoked, several people were ridiculed because of their poor English, the director handled it very cleverly, and it did not make people feel that those stars were very embarrassing."

"This time I actually chose sports. I really don't know if their program team is stubborn. Sports competition is about real skills and real kung fu. If it is OK, it is OK. If it is not OK, it is not OK."

"No matter how good the actors look, they have no advantage in this regard. Can basketball be hit with their faces or skating with their faces?"

Song Lin was originally talking to his junior brothers, but his eyes swept to the ice rink, but he couldn't help but stagnate, and suddenly stood up and leaned forward.

Several junior brothers gradually stopped talking.

According to the program team's requirements, Situ Qing had already got off the ice rink.

The assistant coach followed him to guide him, but from a distance, the assistant coach was clumsy like a fat duck in front of him.

Situ Qing is as beautiful as a swan.

He simply skated the ice on the left and right sides without any change of pace, no choreography and combination of actions, let alone rotation and jumping, just gliding normally.

But when he blew across the ice rink like a gust of wind, his high posture and enjoyment expression all had an indescribable charm that instantly hit everyone's hearts.

Situ Qing was wearing a dark purple tights. Although he was a little bloated, he was tall and straight, with a thin waist, narrow hips, and smooth muscles. Every movement was very beautiful and even more beautiful when sliding.

Even the air seemed to become particularly gentle and sweet because of his existence.

Several figure skaters couldn't help but be obsessed with watching.

Song Lin even felt a momentum from him uncontrollably, because when the momentum rushed, his whole body suddenly became itchy, and his emotions suddenly became excited, as if a flame was burning on his body.

"Huh! It's so crazy!"

Song Lin patted his cheek and shook his head.

He hasn't felt this passionate feeling again for more than a year.

Now I actually feel that a complete layman can pose a threat to him and stimulate him.

"...When will I come by Brother Jing!"

He tickled, stopped watching, changed his mind, and went to talk to Coach Huang.

He took the initiative to come with Coach Huang, knowing that Jing Xun was coming back to China and was coming here. He hadn't seen Jing Xun for several months and wanted to ask him in person for some questions. It was still not good if he could not receive guidance face to face just by chatting online.

Coach Huang responded absent-mindedly, his eyes lingered on Situ Qing, and grabbed the assistant coach: "I remember the information said that this child belongs to the swimming team? Huayou?"

"No, the main focus is 200 meters, and the results are very good."

The assistant laughed.

Coach Huang: "...Boys, those who slid better than those of the swimming team, will practice for me when they go back."

As he was talking, Situ Qing slid out a beautiful arc, returned to his original position, bent down and said a few words to his friend sitting in a wheelchair.

Not knowing what the two of them said, Situ Qing made a half-Belmann spin and stopped very quickly and quickly, reached forward, and made an invitation move in a half-squat style.

Coach Huang was amazed: "It's so relaxed and comfortable. This child's body is so flexible."

There are very few figure skating male players who can do Bellman, but there are only a few who can do half Bellman.

The main reason is that the man's body is less flexible.

Nowadays, when it comes to figure skating, ordinary people think of jumping, as if only by being able to do all kinds of jumps can they show that their skills are good.

In fact, it depends on whether a player's basic skills are good or not.

Many of those players who are obsessed with their minds have gone into evil paths.

Coach Huang can now see that Situ Qing may not know much about figure skating and does not understand the rules of the competition, but his basics, or talent, is very good at watching him skate on the ice, which is a kind of enjoyment.

The director who "crossed the border" there was already crazy. Before all the camera equipment could enter the venue, Situ Qing gave him such a big surprise.

"Rober, fast, fast."

His shouting could be heard throughout the ice rink.

"Situ, ancestor, don't worry, be more at ease first, the camera will follow you and then slide."

Coach Huang was so excited by his shout that he slapped his head and slapped his head, laughing and crying: "Assistant coach follows closely, pay attention to protection, well, the fishing rod coach, this kid doesn't play according to the common sense and let him fall, we can't afford to compensate."

Situ Qing looked at the noisy ice rink and showed a helpless expression. He spread his hands gently and went to see Su Mengbei again.

Su Mengbei was embarrassed: "I was injured and couldn't play with it... Those armors are so heavy and I don't want to wear them."

When he saw Situ Qing deliberately made a loss, he turned around and smiled, "Director, do you have a piano? Give me a piano?"

"Situ, it's rare to have such a beautiful ice rink. How about we play a game? That winter party, our partner failed to win Xiaoxia. It's not a war. The one above was biased. No matter how good we played, it was useless."

"Today there are so many viewers, all of them are professionals. Let everyone see if you are skating, Situ, is it better or not."

Situ Qing smiled and said, "Director, piano!"

There is actually a piano on the figure skating side, and I don’t know where the director got it.

Situ Qing glided lightly, his movements were casual and chic, revealing a hint of carelessness, and his steps were very lively and relaxed. With Su Mengbei's piano music, Coach Huang was stunned.

It's "I, Don Quixote".

The music turned violent, the rhythm became faster and faster, and it was full of force. Situ Qing's movements changed instantly. His pace was very steady, and he stepped on the point every step.

He gently put his hands on his shoulders, his eyes slightly opened, and his lips were pursed tightly. The series of rotations revealed a momentum, courage, and a faint sadness and absurdity.

Pursuing dreams and enduring pain, every step and rotation of Situ Qing seems to have a shocking power.

Coach Huang's scalp suddenly became numb, and something special rushed into his eyebrows in an instant, his body tense, making him almost unable to breathe.

Situ Qing slid out a huge arc, leaned down and pressed down like a bird with lush feathers, spreading its wings and flying.

Coach Huang: “…”
To be continued...