The parallel giant slalom race between the two park giants today was worth the ticket price. Some people even went back to find videos of the 2018 Pyeongchang Winter Olympics parallel giant slalom competition and discovered that, at least in the knockout rounds, the athletes’ first-round results were generally around 45 seconds.
In other words, Shan Chong and Dai Duo’s skiing skills were already very close to those of professional athletes in this event.
Rounding it up, everyone spent a little over a hundred yuan on ski tickets to watch an Olympic qualifier?
What a steal!
The video of the competition was widely circulated. Everyone present immediately posted it on their WeChat Moments (except Shan Chong and Dai Duo)… Some even edited a video of it.
For example, Lao Yan.
At dinner time, Wei Zhi was browsing the day’s menu on her phone when Jiang Nanfeng called her. She put down her phone and leaned over. The intro to the video started—
Along with an extremely rhythmic drumbeat, a deep, magnetic male voice began to sing, “There once was a ship that put to sea.” In the picture, two figures, one black and one white, appeared on the screen, their upper bodies and heads filling the frame.
Light snow began to fall, and tiny snowflakes danced in the air, blurring the lens.
The person in white wore ski goggles and a white face mask, covering him tightly. He looked straight ahead.
Beside him, the one in the black snowsuit wasn’t wearing anything at first… As a focused, magnified snowflake drifted by, he turned his head and glanced at the camera, then pulled down his ski goggles with an expressionless face.
“Ahhh, it’s him!”
Wei Zhi snatched the phone, zoomed in on the handsome face with two fingers, and widened her eyes.
“Goggle Cloth God!”
“Oh really?” Jiang Nanfeng said with a doting smile. “What a coincidence! Look familiar?”
Wei Zhi was immersed in the joy of encountering Goggle Cloth God on WeChat Moments and ignored Jiang Nanfeng’s words. She exited the video and glanced at the poster, Lao Yan. “Your puppy-dog coach knows him?”
Jiang Nanfeng: “I think so.”
Wei Zhi: “One minute, I want his complete profile.”
Jiang Nanfeng said with disdain, “Can you finish watching the video before you say anything?”
Wei Zhi: “I want to return the goggle cloth!”
Jiang Nanfeng: “I still want to watch the Snow Circle’s top story today. Give me back my phone!”
She moved to grab it, but Wei Zhi raised both hands, nimbly ducked under her armpit, and fell onto the bed, pressing the play button.
The video resumed playing. The two figures in the video lowered their bodies, and with a whistle, their snowboards cut through the snow as the background music reached its climax—
Snow dust kicked up by the snowboards engulfed the two figures.
The whaling ship in the background music sailed through the wind and waves, and the sailors on deck raised their rum.
The cheerful music blended perfectly with the original sound of the snowboards rubbing against the snow.
The two figures, one black and one white, were like fish swimming or birds flying, swimming freely in the silver sea, soaring in the white sky.
In the lens, the movements were either sped up or slowed down. All that could be seen were their backs, rising and falling with the folding of their bodies, amidst the splashing snowflakes—
It was impossible to see what kind of snowsuits they were wearing or what kind of snowboards they were using in the race. There was only high-speed advancement!
The camera slowly lowered. On the soft, deep snow, two deep snowboard tracks remained, and the two-color checkered flags fluttered quietly in the wind.
The background music suddenly changed. As the light rhythm and male vocals continued, the competition between the two athletes had already ended, and the result of the competition could not be seen.
The camera zoomed out, zoomed out, and zoomed out again. All that could be seen was the icy and snowy world, with two blurry figures, one black and one white, in the distance.
It could only be vaguely seen that the person in white was sitting on the ground, looking up at the person in black beside him.
The person in black also looked down at the person in white.
Then a gust of wind blew, and the ice crystals on the trees behind them reflected golden light in the setting sun.
The man in black moved and bent down.
At this moment, the camera cuts to a close-up of the face of the person in white. He sat on the snow with a blank face, and on his ski goggles, slender fingers gently tapped…
At this second, the video went black, and only the background music was still playing, “One day when the tongue is done, we’ll take our leave and go”…
As the singing gradually faded, the video ended.
“What is this?” Wei Zhi asked blankly, clutching her phone. “What is this?”
“A large-scale tourism promotional video for the mountaintop ski resort.” Jiang Nanfeng took back her phone and watched it again herself. “Tsk, tsk,” she said, “The rime on the trees in the small forest is so beautiful too. Let’s go play there tomorrow, too?”
Wei Zhi couldn’t listen to a single word. “This is not a large-scale tourism promotional video. This is a large-scale ski-themed forbidden love story.”
Jiang Nanfeng: “What?”
Wei Zhi said with a straight face, “Goggle Cloth God likes men?”
Jiang Nanfeng: “?”
Wei Zhi’s expression crumbled. “The way he took off the white-clothed person’s goggles was even gentler than the way my heartless coach pulled off mine!!!! QAQ”
Jiang Nanfeng: “Why does your coach pull off your goggles?”
Wei Zhi: “He insisted that I get up by myself, but I couldn’t get up, so I shut down for three seconds. He got scared and pulled off my goggles to see if he had made me cry! QAQ”
Jiang Nanfeng: “…So, did you cry?”
Wei Zhi: “Is that the point!!!”