Perfect quadruple jump!

beautiful.

A huge sense of oppression!

A powerful sense of impact.

There were obviously assistant coaches and fishing rod coaches surrounding him, but at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him alone.

[Don't be arrogant, a knight has stabbed a spear.]

[Punish evil and promote good, and wander around.]

[It is me, the hero of Don Quixote La Mancha, this fate calls me to set sail, the strong wind blows my way, the sun and the moon shine on my journey, no matter where it leads, no matter where it leads, the glory is inviting me to go!]

Smack sex!

Situ Qing calmed down, the music stopped, and the applause continued.

"good!"

When Coach Huang turned around, he saw Jing Xun coming at some point, standing outside the ice rink and applauding vigorously.

"Coach, don't you recognize this junior brother, a newcomer? He has a fast speed, a steady axis, and his basic skills are very good, and his musical sense is good. The young people in our team do not have such a good feeling of music."

"Coach Mo and I are worried about their artistic cultivation all day long."

"But the choreography of this movement is too casual. This kind of choreography cannot be played on the court and fails to catch the scoring point."

Jing Xun leaned forward and pressed against the glass. He looked at Situ Qing's eyes shining, "This child is fifteen years old? sixteen years old? Anyway, don't waste time in the provincial youth group, how about going back to the national team with me directly?"

Coach Huang: "...you really dare to think!"

Old Chen and Xiao Liao from the swimming team just came to tear them down and there was a ghost.

Jing Xun stroked his hair and smiled and said, "I suddenly had inspiration. I'll go change my clothes later. Today I'll have a short program with this junior brother."

Song Lin was frozen outside the court, and Brother Jing praised the little star in the ice rink with extremely praise.

The jump just now appeared in his mind.

A complete 4t.

So perfect.

Situ Qing was also a little tired, sweat rolled down and slid over and glared at Su Mengbei: "I remember you were the piano learned from Chen Li of Lifan Academy. It was only a few days in this era. I just talked about such a fierce song. I want to be exhausted. And there is a part in you who played it blindly, which almost made me look ugly."

"I don't know well, I don't have any tips."

Su Mengbei lowered his voice and said, "Don't you say that participating in variety shows should have entertainment effects? If you don't slip beautifully, how can you get the effect?"

Situ Qing: "I see, I will tell Lord Yang that you are more suitable for the entertainment industry."

Song Lin suddenly slid quietly to Situ Qing. Su Mengbei stopped the sound and lifted the blanket on his knee.

Situ Qing: "Hello?"

Song Lin opened his mouth and said hard for a while: "Do you dare to compete with me?"

Situ Qing was stunned and looked back at his director, waved his hand to show the camera, and this section was about to be cut.

"Is this a Taiwanese book? Do you really want to play? Do you need to find a stand-in for me?"

Coach Huang: "Ah?"

Song Lin's face turned green with anger. He glanced at the camera, turned his head and slid away.

Situ Qing: "…uh, what did I say wrong?"

Su Mengbei also looked confused.
Chapter completed!