The hottest time of the year has passed, and the heat is still lingering. The air conditioner in the office of the S City Downhill Association has been set to 26 degrees, blowing out a cool breeze slowly.

Everyone in the association surrounded Yu Nian. The golden retriever Chuan Chuan, who had been petted by Yu Nian, had grown a lot. It waggled its tail and pushed into the crowd. It rubbed against Yu Nian's legs and raised its paws to scratch his trouser legs.

, kept humming.

Wu Zheng looked at it and was dissatisfied: "Silly dog, I feed you on weekdays, but you never kiss me."

Yu Nian touched the dog's head and put the medals and trophies on the table.

The magnificent scene of Tianmen Mountain was carved in relief on the golden medal, and everyone looked at it with mixed emotions.

A month ago, they only hoped to achieve a breakthrough with zero medals surrounded by Europeans and Americans. As long as they can get a bronze medal, it will be satisfying enough.

I really didn’t expect that Yu Nian would directly win the gold medal despite all the unfavorable factors.

Before the game, my flight was delayed due to heavy rain and I missed the test track. I was injured in the qualifying round and barely entered the final...

The scab on Yu Nian's wound has not yet fallen off, and now it is entangled on his thin and white wrist, making people vaguely feel how hard-won this medal is.

Wu Qian patted Yu Nian on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work. Let's relax for a while after the competition, and I won't drag you into training."

He paused and asked tentatively: "Do you have any plans to work in the association in the future? We have subsidies from the Sports Bureau here, and the salary is pretty good."

Deng Jingwei, who was next to him, had been on tenterhooks. Seeing that he was really starting to pull people in, he immediately replied loudly for Yu Nian: "No!"

His serious and nervous expression made Wu Qian stunned.

Deng Jingwei bit the bullet and explained: "Our family, Yu Nian, has his own work to be busy with."

Deng Jingwei felt guilty when he said this. He had been with Yu Nian for so long, and he was surprised that he didn't get a job. He was obviously going to be idle.

He thought that if he continued like this, Yu Nian would really not be able to remember his identity as an artist.

You can't do this, you have to cheer up and rise up.

Yu Nian glanced at Deng Jingwei, looked at Wu Qian and smiled: "If you need anything, come to me anytime."

…

The Downhill Association held a celebration banquet for Yu Nian, and he was given a few gulps of wine. When he returned to the apartment, Yu Nian's steps were still a little unsteady.

After not coming back for a while, there was a bit of dust in the house. Yu Nian forced himself to clean up briefly, poured some water into the cup, and walked to the potted orchids in the living room.

Pushing aside the yellow leaves, Yu Nian saw that this dead orchid had some buds sprouting from its roots, and it looked like it was about to come back to life.

He finished watering the water and just put down the water glass when he heard the doorbell ringing outside. It was the florist who came to deliver flowers.

When the flower delivery boy saw Yu Nian opening the door, he was a little surprised by the recipient's outstanding appearance. He calmed down and said, "Mr. Yu, right? This is the celebration bouquet that Mr. Deng Jingwei ordered for you."

The bouquets of flowers in his arms were of various colors and types, and they were tied up randomly.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Yu Nian would misunderstand, the flower delivery boy coughed lightly: "Mr. Deng personally tied the bouquet."

Yu Nian thanked him but did not comment on Deng Jingwei's aesthetics.

Putting the flowers on the coffee table, Yu Nian sat down on the sofa to rest.

The alcohol made him slightly dazed.

After a while, he called up the system and checked the rewards for this Tianmen Mountain mission.

A translucent system panel appeared in front of him, and several lines of large characters appeared one by one.

[Task 2 completed, rewards are being settled. Reward: Lifting of shackles - painting]

[The task has been exceeded and the rewards are being settled. Rewards: experience courses for any project; lifting of shackles - dance]

The mission is to get to the top three in the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open. The previous reward was given out before the mission started as a benefit for accepting the mission for the first time.

As for the two extra rewards, they were due to winning the championship, and the system judged that the task was exceeded.

Yu Nian asked: "What does any project experience course mean?"

[The host can specify any project and perform deep learning in the system space]

The system gave an explanation.

I'm not limited to extreme sports anymore.

After understanding this, Yu Nian felt another reward, which was another layer of shackles that was lifted after painting.

Affected by the plot of the book, his artistic achievements and talents were imprisoned one by one. The existence of the system can help him break these imprisonments.

Yu Nian's eyes fell on the word "dance".

Another layer of shackles fell off the body, and at the same time, there seemed to be some additional changes.

After moving his body, Yu Nian found that his flexibility had improved.

The range of motion of the joints, the elasticity and stretchability of the ligaments across the joints, and tendons and muscles are all enhanced.

He was still a little drunk, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at Deng Jingwei's bouquet of nondescript flowers.

Among the double lilies and platycodon, Yu Nian pulled out a fresh red rose still stained with dew.

His mind flashed to "Soul of the Rose," a ballet choreographed by Mikhail Fokine.

Yu Nian, a little tipsy, stood up, stood on tiptoes, and stretched his arms.

"The Soul of the Rose" is a dance between a girl and rose essence in her dream. When the girl returned home from the dance and lay on a chair and fell asleep soundly, the rose sent by her suitor fell to the ground in her hand, and the rose essence fell to the ground.

Appeared.

The flower essence danced around her, emotional and intoxicating.

It is rare to see wonderful male solo dances in classical ballet, which prefers light and soft female dancers. Male dancers often play the role of support and foil.

But "The Soul of the Rose" is a short and concise neoclassical ballet, but it is a rare stage for male dancers.

Yu Nian walked around the small living room, surrounded by the invisible girl, in the faint sunlight remaining in the living room as the sun set.

This is what Deng Jingwei saw when he opened the door and walked in with his document bag under his arm.

He opened his mouth wide and saw that Yu Nian's figure was very beautiful in the sunset light. The swirling, steady and brisk dance steps were lingering, passionate and unrestrained, as if he was dancing with an enamored lover.

The light and dreamy dance, the heart full of strong love, makes people unable to recover.

When those eyes full of love glanced over, the document bag in Deng Jingwei's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Oops, I can't stand it.

Yu Nian stopped, glanced at him, and panted slightly.

Deng Jingwei saw that the entire tail of his artist's eyes was dyed red, his eyes were very bright, and the small mole at the tail of his eyes made people feel trance-like.

He had never seen Yu Nian look like this.

Lively and soul-stirring. He is completely different from the Yu Nian who chases speed when playing longboard.

This! Who can make people laugh by saying that Yu Nian dances stiffly?

Rumors have misled me.

Deng Jingwei was in a trance, keeping his mouth half open as if he was in trance.

After confirming the flexibility and strength of his body, Yu Nian sat back on the sofa and poured himself a glass of water. He drank two sips slowly. Seeing Deng Jingwei still standing there stupidly, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Deng Jingwei's face turned red. After a long while, he bent down to pick up the dropped document bag and said in an erratic voice: "I took a job for you."

After this longboard competition, Deng Jingwei finally confirmed the athletic talent of his artist. He begged his grandfather and grandma to get this job, hoping that Yu Nian could take this opportunity to make a turnaround.

"What job?" Yu Nian asked.

Deng Jingwei opened the document bag he brought and took out the papers inside.

Yu Nian saw that the top page read: "The Boy Chasing Dreams" - a job invitation for the All-Star Games.

Deng Jingwei finally came out of his wandering state and introduced: "This is a variety show jointly launched by Chengzi Entertainment and the video platform. More than two hundred artists will be invited to participate, basically all trainees and newcomers.

artist."

"Although there are no big names here, there are quite a few popular people among the participants. Of course, this kind of variety show will definitely have a few main actors to support, like Ji Yuheng, the company takes it seriously, and the camera will definitely be indispensable

of."

"Anyway, just try to shine in the past. If you can get one more shot, what if we turn over?"

Having said that, Deng Jingwei added eagerly: "I spent a lot of effort to get this..."

The implication is that you must live up to your expectations.

Yu Nian: "I understand."

Deng Jingwei patted the document bag: "We have to go to the company tomorrow to confirm the specific projects."

Yu Nian nodded without any objection.

Deng Jingwei felt relieved. After holding it in for a long time, he finally couldn't help but said, "Are you really good at modern dance?"

Yu Nian glanced at him: "It's ballet."

Early the next morning, Deng Jingwei came to take Yu Nian to the company.

Assistant Liu Chuan glanced at the two of them, his eyes falling on Yu Nian's face: "Hey, long time no see."
To be continued...