I will like to tell the wind

Chapter 1 New arrival
This magical ice rink may bring countless possibilities.She would love to try it.

【1】

Many, many years later, Ringer remembered the first time she took a train in her life.

That year, Ringer was ten years old and in the fourth grade of elementary school.

For two days and one night, the green leather train swayed all the way forward.This is the first time she really realized that China is so big.From dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn, the train has been driving tirelessly.

She didn't know where this train would take her, what kind of family she would live in in the future, she didn't even know if she could still go to school, or live to grow up.

The strange man sitting beside her is said to be her father.But he was so strange that she was afraid.

The stories her mother told before she died have become the worst nightmares in her life.

She didn't understand, since her mother had braved the wind and snow to carry her out of that poor mountain valley ten years ago, why did she let her go back with this man now?

She doesn't want to go to that place, she doesn't want to live with her father who likes to drink and beat people, she doesn't want to call that old woman who insisted on drowning her her grandma, she doesn't want to see her so-called twin brother, because, if it wasn't for twins, grandma Nor will they insist on drowning girls born in twins because of local superstition and customs.

They say that twins are unlucky.One yang and one yin, the one that keeps the yin is to restrain the brothers, restrain the parents, and ruin the luck of the whole family.Since ancient times, families who gave birth to twins in the local area often gave away the girls or abandoned them on the side of the road and left them to their fate.

The mother is a woman from the southwestern mountainous area. She was trafficked here by human traffickers. She did not believe in these customs. In order to save her daughter, on the fifth day after her daughter was born, when the whole family was immersed in the happy atmosphere of having a baby grandson, she secretly He took his daughter into the wind and snow, and escaped death in the freezing weather. By chance, he met a mountain product seller, saved his life, and set foot on the train going south.

They have lived in this southern metropolis for ten years.

My mother endured hardships and stood hard work, and the two lived a good life.

But now, my mother is still young, but she is going to die.

Before she died, her mother called the man and told her that this was her father.

She said: "Linger, my mother is gone. You are too young, so I don't worry. He is your real father after all. You can go back with him. Be obedient and study hard, and you will be able to get out of that place soon. "

She said: "Linger, your mother has been in poor health, that's why you have been forced to do so many chores since you were four or five years old. My mother is afraid that if my mother is gone one day, you will still be able to live. When you get there, you have to work hard to please them, and they won't treat you like a mother."

She also told Ringer the past events that terrified her.From the time she was kidnapped and then fled there for her daughter, until she got off at the terminal station of a train ticket she bought at random, she took root here.

She said: "Linger, I'm sorry, mom didn't give you other relatives, because mom was ruined, and she can never go back to her home. We can only live quietly in the big city where no one knows us But, I'm still sorry, Mom didn't stay with you for a long time. You will have to rely on yourself in the future, so you have to be obedient, you know?"

……

Ringer lowered his head and grabbed his small schoolbag tightly.

She wanted to say, Mom, I have always been obedient, I studied so hard, and I still want to be admitted to a good university, find a good job, and let you live in a big house.But why are you leaving me so soon?

Do you know that when you leave, the only person in the world who loves me will also be gone.

Mom, how could you have the heart to throw me so far away?Gege is so scared, Gege misses you so much...

After an unknown amount of time, the strange man suddenly said the first words to her.He took out a down jacket, mask, hat, and gloves from the suitcase, handed it to Ringer, and said indifferently, "Put it on."

Linger looked at the continuous thick snow outside the train, and obediently put on one by one, wrapping himself into a ball.

This man is her father, Lin Qiang.

Mom said, a tiger doesn't eat its young, and if he is willing to come, it means he still recognizes you, so you have to be obedient.

After a few more minutes, the train slowed down and finally stopped at an extremely dilapidated small station.

Linge followed Lin Qiang out of the car.

The cold wind outside the window, which she had never experienced before, gave her an instant shock, and made her realize for the first time that tens of degrees below zero felt like this, and it could freeze a person to death in almost a second.

However, Ringer remained silent.She hasn't said a word since seeing her father.

Just when she thought it would take a long time to go to the scary mountain village her mother had mentioned, her father raised his hand to hail a taxi and gave the name of the place.

Linge hugged her schoolbag nervously all the way, looking at the strange street scene outside the window.

The small town is very dilapidated, and all plants are bare.The wind blew, and the snow on the trees was scattered everywhere.

The whole city looked lifeless and lifeless.

Suddenly, a figure passed by.

Ringer stretched his neck curiously and found that it was a tall boy skating at a fast speed.

Along the way, she saw many people skating and skiing.

This may be the only remaining vitality of this remote town whose name has never been heard before.Ringer thought silently.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of a small store with a small facade.

Linge followed Lin Qiang and walked over.As soon as the thick door stop in front of the door was lifted, a gust of hot air came oncoming, and Ringer unconsciously closed his eyes.

"This is our small shop." Lin Qiang said, and shouted to an old lady with gray hair and wrinkled face behind the cash register, "I'll pick you up."

The old lady looked fierce.When Linge saw her, the first image that flashed in his mind was the mother Rong on TV.

Thinking of her cruel attempt to give away a newborn baby, Linge couldn't help but feel chills all over his body, and didn't dare to look directly at her face.

Linge lowered his head shyly and hugged his schoolbag tightly. He heard the old lady say in a shrill voice, "You picked it up and raised it yourself. I can't raise two children."

Lin Qiang didn't speak, and dragged the suitcase to the back.

Behind is a small yard with several bungalows.Lin Qiang led Linge to the farthest room, put down the suitcase, pointed to a small bed that was barely packed next to the sundries, and said coldly, "You will live in this room from now on."

Linge bit his lower lip, looked at the room smaller than their previous kitchen, and said nothing.

Gray walls, concrete floors, dirty windows with a piece of glass missing and had to be blocked with newspapers to keep out the wind.There was a suffocating smell of decay in the small space.

The small bed in the room was a small folding wire bed, and the exposed metal parts were covered with mottled rust, as if it had been recycled from a garbage dump.

The bed was small enough, but still felt like it was squeezed in.

Next to the bed was a pile of black briquettes, and in front of it was a mess of firewood, brooms and other sundries.

Presumably, this is a room that was temporarily vacated to welcome her arrival.

Ringer lowered his head, silently walked to the side of the small bed, and lifted the suitcase up with great effort.

Lin Qiang looked at her silently, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a few puffs, then frowned and said, "That was your grandma just now. Your younger brother has gone to school, and his name is Lin Feng. From now on, you and grandma and younger brother will have a good time." get along."

Ringer still bit his lip and didn't speak.

Lin Qiang finally lost his patience and shouted impatiently: "Are you deaf or dumb?"

Ringer was taken aback by his sudden irritability, and suddenly raised his head, looking at him with a pair of big eyes in horror.

"I didn't speak from the beginning, what's the matter?" Lin Qiang said angrily, "If you are really dumb, you don't have to go to school. I can apply for a disability certificate for you, and you can also receive monthly subsidies Woolen cloth!"

Ringer felt his nose sore and wanted to cry.But she held back, biting her lips white.

"I'm not dumb," she whispered.

"Then why don't you speak? Is it because you think this place is not as good as your big city?"

Linger quickly shook his head.

"Then don't pretend to be dumb for me!" Lin Qiang took a deep puff on his cigarette, threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out, "Help grandma with more work in the future, and be obedient, you know?"

Ringo nodded.After a second pause, she immediately added another sentence: "Got it."

After Lin Qiang left, Linge bit his lip and sat on the bed, rubbed his calf that was slightly swollen from the long train ride, then took out a small piece of bread from his schoolbag, and ate it.

She was starving and exhausted.The hard seat on the train for two days and one night made her still have a loud bang in her head, and she stepped on the ground as if the ground was still shaking.

She knew that her future life would not be too easy.People here don't welcome her.

She couldn't help pinching her schoolbag again.There, there is all the money left by her mother, and she must not lose it.

After sitting for a while, she heard the shrill voice of the old lady again.

"Ringo!"

Ringer quickly stood up and walked to the door.

The old lady's expression was still indifferent, and her eyes were full of disgust and dissatisfaction.

"Can you cook?"

Linger nodded quickly.

"What will be done?"

"Stew rice, stir-fry vegetables, and cook soup." Linge replied cautiously with a low eyebrow.

"Then do it," said the old lady, "I'll see how that conscientious money-loser teaches you."

Ringer pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ringer knew that no matter what he did, grandma would not be satisfied.Therefore, no matter what grandma said to her, she would not care too much.

Until, grandma talked about going to school.

"What school does the girl go to? Wouldn't it be great to help the family look after a shop and cook a meal. After a while, your mine recruits people, so put her in the mine."

Linger forgot to chew the food in his mouth, biting his chopsticks and looked at Lin Qiang in panic.

Fortunately, Lin Qiang drank slowly and said something after a long while: "You still need to read and write, or else the mine doesn't need it. Now everyone has to know how to use a computer."

Grandma insisted: "Then look at the store. It's good to know how to recognize money."

Lin Qiang took a bite of food: "Now school doesn't require money, it's all paid by the state, the most basic thing is to graduate from junior high school."

Grandma looked at Lin Qiang very dissatisfied: "Do you really want to take good care of her? If it wasn't for her, would that conscientious person run away? If it wasn't for her restraint, would Fengfeng be so weak? Could your father die? ? Can you get hurt in the mine?"

Lin Qiang frowned, lit a cigarette, and glanced at the old lady: "What's the use of saying this? Let her..."

Ringer's chopsticks fell to the ground with a "click", and she was so frightened that she didn't recover for a long time.

"Useless stuff!" Grandma gave her an angry look, and cursed, "You can't even eat, what use are you for?"

Linge didn't say a word, he lowered his head to pick up the chopsticks, and went to the kitchen to rinse.

She knew it would be like this early on, so she didn't feel wronged.Compared with what her mother has suffered, this is nothing.

She is a child without a mother now, and from now on, she can only rely on herself.She will definitely listen to her mother's words, work hard, and she will be able to leave here early.

Throughout the day, grandma didn't give her a chance to rest, and kept asking her to wash dishes, sweep the floor, wash clothes, and cook.

At this time, she began to thank her mother for everything she had taught her.

At the end of the day, Linge fell tiredly on the small bed, ready to sleep.

But as soon as the lights were turned off, she heard a rustling sound, followed by a rumbling sound, as if something was running among the sundries.

Ringer sat up in fright and reached out to pull the switch cord of the light bulb.When the lights came on, she was horrified to find two mice happily chasing after the bed.

The mouse is very big, with a long tail, and grows very fat.

Ringer was trembling with fright, and screamed "ah" uncontrollably.

The mouse was frightened and temporarily hid. Ringer couldn't control the frightened emotion and continued to scream with his head in his arms.

It was the first time she had seen mice, and the thought of them staring at her with their rogue gray eyes all around her terrified her.

Lin Qiang yelled in the next room: "Linger, what's wrong?"

Ringer was speechless, holding his head in tears and screaming all the time.

The old lady couldn't stand the sound, so she got up first, kicked Ringer's door open, and said angrily, "What are you shouting for! You're so nervous in the middle of the night!"

Ringo was still screaming.Huddled in the quilt, she trembled all over.

Lin Qiang also got up reluctantly, came to her room, saw her like this, frowned: "What is this for?"

It took Linge a long time to recover, and he pointed at the pile of firewood in front of him tremblingly: "Old...mouse!"

The old lady sneered and sneered, "Hey, where is this girl from a big city? She's so delicate, she can make such a big fuss when she sees a mouse."

Lin Qiang was silent for a while, and said to the old lady, "Mom, you should go to bed first."

The old lady cursed for a long time, and kept mocking Ringer's hypocrisy, not having such a rich life but having a rich body, until she finally had a good time cursing, and then left contentedly.

Lin Qiang took a stick and beat around the corner of the room, and the rats ran around, scaring Linge so much that he covered his head and hid under the quilt, not daring to open his eyes.

Seeing her like that, Lin Qiang finally put down his stick and said, "Our place is not as good as a big city. I'll bring you a cat back tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Linge didn't have time to think, he tumbled out of the bed, grabbed Lin Qiang's military coat like a life-saving straw, and forced himself to yell softly with a trembling voice: "Dad... I'm afraid..."

Listening to this soft voice, Lin Qiang looked at the white and clean daughter in front of him who didn't seem to be raised in their family at all. Thinking of the woman's expression and entrustment before she died, a soft spot in her heart seemed to be poked.

"Put on your clothes and follow me." Lin Qiang hesitated for a while, and finally said.

Linge quickly put on his clothes, followed Lin Qiang into the main room, turned to a room on the east, pointed to the spacious and clean Simmons and said, "Live here first today, and tomorrow I will tidy up your room and get you a cat." .”

This room is full of new and comfortable furniture, and the heating is also very good, which is very different from Ringer's room.

Linger looked at the books and stationery on the table and knew that this should be the room of his younger brother Lin Feng.

She put her schoolbag on the chair, walked to the bed with her head down and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, the old lady rushed in from the west room with her clothes on, threw Linger's schoolbag out, pointed at Lin Qiang's nose and began to curse: "What are you doing? It's not clean, how can you let her into Fengfeng's house? I still want to drive Fengfeng back tomorrow, and do a ritual to exorcise evil spirits!"

Lin Qiang finally couldn't take it anymore, and his dark face was full of impatience: "Mom, since when have you been superstitious, why do you still believe it? It's a good thing that people in the city can't ask for it."

"What? How dare you say she's invincible? Have you forgotten those things?" The old lady stared.

Lin Qiang frowned and looked at her: "Fengfeng is weak, that's because the twins are weak. You forced his mother away again, he has no milk to eat, that's why he has a poor foundation since he was a child! I am a family with both sons and daughters. , being disturbed by you like this, the wife and children are separated, where can I go to reason?"

"You still blame me, do you have a conscience?" The old lady stomped her feet angrily, and stretched out her hand to pull Ringer, "Get out of here! I knew nothing good would happen after seeing your unconscionable mother and you little disaster! Our family is living a good life, what do you say you are here to cause trouble? You little disaster star, get out of here!"

The old lady has been doing farm work all her life and she has great strength.Ringer was pushed and pushed by her, and fell to the ground.The old lady was still not relieved, she reached out and grabbed her long hair, and directly picked it up, trying to throw it out like a schoolbag.

Linger was in so much pain that tears came down, and she staggered and was pulled out by her hair.

Lin Qiang couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to forcefully break the old lady's hand: "Stop talking!"

The old lady gave him a haughty look.

Lin Qiang suppressed his voice and said, "Don't sleep if you don't sleep, can you stop beating the child?"

Only then did the old lady let go, and found a lock to lock Lin Feng's room door before returning to her room to sleep peacefully.

Lin Qiang sighed, and pulled Ringer: "Go, hug your quilt, and sleep in my room."

That night, Ringer suffered from insomnia.

Lin Qiang's snoring was loud, but this was second.More importantly, she found that everything in front of her was beyond her imagination.

She wanted to get out of here, and wanted to now.

But where could she go?
she does not know.

Grow up quickly, she closed her eyes and prayed silently.

Early the next morning, Lin Qiang started tidying up her small room, blocked the mouse hole in the corner, and brought back a little cat from outside.

The old lady couldn't get used to all this, and she kept showing a bad face. Lin Qiang didn't care, and kept working with his head depressed.

Linger lowered her head and obediently helped by the side. She found that since she called him dad, his attitude towards her had been much gentler.

"Your younger brother is in poor health and likes skating, so I sent him to the sports school to learn skating." Lin Qiang said casually while busy with his work, "You are an older sister, so I have to give way to my younger brother in the future. He is not like you. Same, no mother since childhood, poor."

"Yeah." Ringer hugged the little cat and responded softly.

"I found a school for you, and I will report to you tomorrow. I heard from your mother that you have always been a three-good student and you are promising, so you should work hard. If you really get good grades, your father will definitely pay you to go to college." Lin Qiang said Then, he glanced at Ringer, "Although our city has had a skating champion, I guess your brother won't be able to bear that hardship, and he may have to rely on you to help him in the future, so you have to study hard, you know?"

Ringer paused for a while while stroking the kitten's hand, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

It turned out that this was the real reason why her father was so kind to her.If she wasn't a three-good student, wouldn't Dad go to the south to pick her up?Ringo didn't know.

【2】

Coal Mine Primary School is the counterpart primary school, and Ringer joined the fourth grade.

This closed small city has never had any outsiders. Suddenly, a white and clean little girl who speaks soft southern Mandarin came here, which immediately aroused the curiosity of the whole class.

Ringer blushed and sat in the last row, silently took out his book, without saying a word.

The boy at the same table was taller and stronger than his peers. He looked at Ringer with interest: "Hey, have you ever seen snow?"

Ringo nodded, then shook his head again.

The boy laughed: "Have you seen it or haven't seen it?"

Ringer whispered in a mosquito-like voice: "Sometimes it will fall, but it is very small, and it will disappear when it reaches the ground."

The boy said "Oh" and asked again: "Then is there anyone on your side who can skate?"

Linger remembered seeing people skating and playing in the snow along the way that day, knowing that he was referring to the real ice on the skates, not roller skating, so he shook his head honestly: "No."

The boy laughed loudly again and slapped the table.

The two boys in front turned around and looked at them curiously: "What are you talking about?"

"The southerners have never seen snow, and no one knows how to skate. I laughed so hard!"

As if it was really funny, everyone laughed.

Ringer was too embarrassed to lift his head, his eyes were red, and tears rolled in his eyes.

The three boys didn't expect Linge to cry, and they were all taken aback.

"Hey, why are you crying, you southerners are made of water?" The boy at the same table reacted first.

The two boys in the front row disregarded their relationship and quickly turned around.

Ringer sniffed and held back.Open the book and start doing homework.The teaching materials in the two provinces are completely different, and the learning progress is also very different, so she has to make up for it quickly.Studying is the only way for her to leave here. When she is admitted to university, she can leave here forever and never come back.

The deskmate looked at her for a long time, saw that she had been immersed in her homework, and felt very bored, so she lay down on the table and took out the comic book and started to read.

It wasn't until after school at noon that the boy at the same table said, "My name is Fang Chao. If someone bullies you, please report my name."

Linge just pursed his lips, didn't say a word, and didn't stop writing.After finishing all the homework in the morning, she packed her schoolbag and left the classroom.

Since she came, housework such as cooking, sweeping the floor, and washing dishes have all fallen on her shoulders.If you don't finish your homework at school, it's even more impossible to go home. Her small room doesn't even have a desk.

Ringer went downstairs with his schoolbag on his back. From a distance, he saw many students playing in the snow, playing ice games, and skating on the playground.

She had seen the class schedule and knew that skating here was to be credited for sports performance.

The school here seems to attach great importance to this sport. This school is also one of several skating characteristic schools in this city, and there is an ice rink on the playground.

Seeing all the young children skating fast on the ice track, Ringer was a little nervous and excited at the same time.She didn't know the difference between roller skating and ice skates, and whether she would fall when standing on the ice skates.

"Ringo!"

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard a voice calling her name.As soon as she recovered, she saw a dark blue shadow rushing towards her.

She let out a short cry in fright, took two steps back unconsciously, raised her eyes again, and bumped into the super playful and smiling eyes above her.

He wore skate shoes on his feet and looked very relaxed.

"Want to learn?"

Ringer's eyes flickered twice, and he shook his head.

"But you can't graduate if you don't study." Fang Chao said with a smile.

Linge was silent for a while, looking at the shoes on his feet: "Is this... expensive?"

"It's okay." Fang Chao looked at the shoes on his feet, "My dad gave them to me, and I don't know how much they cost."

"Oh." Ringer clenched the strap of his schoolbag tightly, "I...I'm going home for dinner."

"Do you want to learn?" Fang Chao still clung to this question, "If you really want to learn, I can ask my father to lend you a pair of skates."

Ringer glanced at him curiously: "Is your father a skate skater?"

Fang Chao suddenly burst out laughing.

Ringer was embarrassed by his smile, blushed, turned his head and wanted to leave.

Fang Chao quickly stopped laughing, grabbed her school uniform and explained, "My father is a skating coach, not a shoe seller."

Ringer shook off his hand, and looked back at his face again, a little hesitant.

"Want to learn? I can teach you." Fang Chao said, turning around in a circle like showing off his skills.

Ringer looked at Fang Chao quietly with black and white eyes, and paused for a few seconds before saying, "I don't want your father to give me skates, I can ask him to buy them, as long as they are cheaper."

"That's good." Fang Chao suddenly became happy, "You follow me after school in the afternoon, and I will take you to my dad's school."

Ringo nodded.

Anything that is useful for the exam, she will try hard.She must leave this place as soon as possible.

Because I came back a little late, grandma started scolding her as soon as she saw her.Ringer pretended he didn't hear it, and prepared to cook with a sullen head.

After delivering the food to grandma and sending it to the shop, she quietly went back to her room, moved the bed, took out a small brick from the crack in the wall, and took out a wallet from it.

It was stuffed secretly by my mother before she died.

There is not much money in it, but it is all the wealth left by her mother for her.Ringer knew she had to save some money, that she would grow up on it.

After counting five pieces of one hundred yuan, she carefully stuffed the wallet back into the crack in the wall and returned the bed to its original position.I discovered this place when I was working with my father that day. It is a good place to hide things.

After washing the pots and pans and tidying up the kitchen, she mustered up the courage to stand in front of the old lady and say, "Grandma, the teacher has to make up lessons after school today, so I have to come back later."

The old lady picked the flesh between her teeth and glanced at her: "What kind of lessons do you make up for? Are you lying at a young age?"

Ringer bit his lip: "I didn't lie."

"Didn't you lie?" The old lady squinted and flicked the meat out, and wiped her hands, "Which teacher will give you a make-up class these days if you don't pay the make-up fee? Do you think I'm an old fool?"

Ringer froze.

The old lady sneered, grabbed Ringer's ponytail, slapped her hard on the face, and said with all her strength: "Just like your conscientious mother, she knows how to lie! Tell you to lie! Liar! Nothing good!" Every time she said something, she slapped Ringo across the face.She said four words, and Ringer was slapped four times in the face repeatedly.

Linge felt his whole head was buzzing, and the world was spinning for a while, and the burning pain on his face made him lose consciousness after two slaps on the back.

After the beating, the old lady was still angry, shoved the man hard, and gave a "pooh" in disgust.

Ringer was dizzy and couldn't stand upright. After staggering two steps, he fell to the ground and crawled motionless for a long time.

"Tell you to lie!" The old lady didn't expect Linge to be beaten so casually, she was taken aback for a moment, and then cursed again, "Just pretend! Just like your conscientious mother, she likes to pretend to be dead!"

After hearing this, Linge knew that grandma must have beaten her like this before.

Strong hatred welled up from the bottom of her heart, and she quietly clenched her fists.

The old lady continued to knit behind the cash register, completely ignoring Ringo who was lying on the ground.

Until the curtain of the canteen was lifted, someone came in and yelled, "Hey, what's the matter?"

The old lady raised her eyes and immediately replied with a smile: "It's nothing, the child lied, just after being taught a lesson, he just lay down on the ground and messed around."

"Then pull it up quickly, it's cold on the ground." The woman came over and wanted to pull Linge up.

The old lady got up and passed Ringer, and stopped her: "It's okay, let her reflect on it. You just came here, and you can't make rules."

Now that she said that, it's hard for outsiders to say more: "That's true. I'll get a bottle of soy sauce."

"You choose yourself." The old lady said enthusiastically.

As soon as the shopper left, the old lady kicked Ringer on the back, as if kicking a sack: "It's useless, don't pretend to be dead, get up!"

The dizziness gradually passed, and when Ringer was kicked by her like this, his lower back hurt deeply.She struggled to get up, gritted her teeth and went to the backyard.

When I returned to my room, I took out my small mirror, only to find that the corners of my mouth were bleeding, my face was swollen badly, and the fingerprints all over my face were clearly visible.

She bit her lip, lay down on the bed for a while, and felt better, then got up and went to the yard to pick a piece of ice, wrapped it in a towel, and rolled it back and forth on her face.

The little cat lazily rubbed against her feet, half-closed its eyes, and didn't care about world affairs, as long as it was full, it looked satisfied.

Ringer looked at it, and for some reason, felt more and more sad.

With a sore nose, the tears finally couldn't be held back, and big teardrops hit his legs.

This is the first time since she came here that she felt such fear, fear, and despair.

She has worked very hard, is good every day, and works hard every day, but what can she do?

This family still couldn't tolerate her, any disagreement would be fistfighting.

She couldn't imagine how to live the long days ahead, her eyes were dark and hopeless.

She even started to blame her mother a little bit.Mom must have known that it would end like this, but since this is the case, why did she have to be sent here?
She couldn't figure it out.

Ringer finally went out with his schoolbag on his back as usual.It's just that the scars on her face were too "magnificent". After struggling for a long time, she still didn't have the courage to go to school, so she decided to go to a nearby small park to kill time.

In winter, the artificial lake in the park becomes a natural ice rink, where people skate every day.

She found a stone bench, first took out a big windshield mask from her schoolbag and put it on, and then took out a pair of roller skates like a baby.She suddenly wanted to try whether roller skating could stand on the ice.

She has loved roller skating since she was a child.Mom wanted to enroll her in a roller skating class, but the fee of nearly [-] yuan a year was too expensive, so Ringer sensiblely stopped mentioning it.Mother naturally knows her daughter best, and soon she received a set of roller skating equipment.

Ringer didn't take any formal training classes, and he quickly became able to fly freely just by imitating others' skating in the park.

Six years later, the wheels on her feet have become part of her body.Happy or not, just swipe up and forget everything.

Of course, roller skating cannot gain a foothold on ice.After several failed attempts, Linge moved to the flat stone road by the lake.

The sense of speed brought by sliding made her feel comfortable.She really enjoys the feeling of flying.

I don’t know how many laps I have skated around the artificial lake, and I don’t know when I followed someone not far or near on the ice.

She turned her head to look at the boy in the junior high school uniform, bit her lip, turned her foot, and slid in the opposite direction.

Unexpectedly, the boy seemed determined to compete with her, no matter where she turned, he kept following her, neither fast nor slow, and his intention was very obvious.

Linger's feet moved flexibly, and a sudden brake came on.

Unexpectedly, the boy also stopped easily, the ice blade shoveled up a pile of ice, sporadic pieces of ice splashed on Ringer's leg.

Ringer took a step back, bent over to pat the ice on his legs, and glared at the person opposite him unhappily.

The boy stood up straight, took off his helmet, straightened his short hair neatly, ignored her anger, and smiled heartily at her.

Only then did she realize that the boy was taller than her by a large margin, and he was also very good-looking, with delicate facial features like the idol star on a supermarket poster.But unlike the cream star, he looks extraordinarily tall and heroic because of his sports, as if he is full of sunshine.

But so what?Not the same as a rude guy?
"Why are you following me?" Linge asked coldly.

When the boy heard her speak, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Aren't you a local?"

Ringer lowered his eyes, did not reply, moved his feet, and slid forward slowly.

The boy followed again, looking curiously at the roller skates under her feet: "Are you from the south? Just now I was wondering who still wears roller skates in winter."

Ringer still didn't want to answer.She hated being treated like a different person by everyone here.

"But you're good at skating, are you the one who was poached from the south by the coach of the sports school?"

He has so many problems.Linge couldn't bear it anymore, glanced at him lightly, and said two words softly: "No."

The boy became even more curious: "Impossible, it shouldn't be possible to slide like this without being noticed. Are you still a primary school student?"

Ringer fell silent again.Compared to being treated as a different kind, she hates her current age more - an age where she can do nothing but accept being bullied.

"Why don't you primary school students go to class? Skipping class?" The boy glanced at her small schoolbag not far away and laughed.

Ringer frowned and decided not to talk to him anymore. He suddenly accelerated and slid towards his schoolbag.

The boy followed with ease, keeping his eyes on her movements.I saw that her feet kept accelerating, and even when she reached the edge of the schoolbag, she did not slow down. She bent down and hooked up the schoolbag on the ground lightly, with a handsome and smooth movement that made people's eyes shine.

The boy whistled excitedly: "Little sister, how about we have a competition?"

Linger found that, compared to the real test, the boy's speed was obviously much faster than his own, and it was on the premise that he obviously retained his strength.

Roller skating against ice skates, stone road against ice, primary school students against junior high school students, girls against boys, this kind of competition is not fair at all, Ringer just wants to get rid of him.

But he seemed to be particularly obsessed with pestering her.

Linge had no choice but to stop and stare at him again: "Why do you have to follow me?"

The boy smiled brightly: "I think you are very good. I haven't seen a girl with such good skills for a long time."

Ringer was stunned.It has been a long time since she heard compliments from others.

"Which school are you from?" the boy asked again.

Linge didn't answer him, but asked him in turn vigilantly: "What about you?"

The boy replied generously: "I'm from the No. [-] Middle School of the city. My name is Nie Chi, and I'm late. But recently, I think that if you practice skating, this name is not very good, and Fei Chi is better. What do you think? "

Ringer was amused by his fast speech like cross talk, and the atmosphere suddenly eased.She found the boy quite interesting.

"What about you?" Nie Chi noticed that the guard in her eyes had lessened, so he asked again while the iron was hot.

"My name is Linger, and I'm in the fourth grade of Coal Mine Elementary School."

Her voice was originally soft, and she was wearing a big mask. When she spoke, there was a gust of headwind, and there was a rustle of dead branches. Nie Chi couldn't hear it clearly, so she moved closer: "What's your name?"

Ringer had to repeat it again.

Unexpectedly, Nie Chi suddenly stretched out his hand mischievously while she was talking, and quickly tore off her mask.

Ringer quickly reached out to cover it, but it was too late.

Nie Chi looked at her tragic little face in shock, and was taken aback for a moment: "You were beaten?"

Linge bit his lip, lowered his head and immediately blushed.It's embarrassing.

"Who hit you? A classmate?" Coal Mine Elementary School was so-so. Except for sports, they couldn't do anything else. Nie Chi felt that there was a high possibility that a new transfer student would be bullied.

Ringer shook his head, snatched the mask away with brute force and put it on again, moving his feet, trying to escape without looking back.

Of course Nie Chi would not let her go easily.However, he was wearing skates and couldn't leave the ice. It would be too easy for Linge if he really wanted to go, so he made a decisive decision and grabbed her arm: "Since you are fine this afternoon, why don't I take you to a fun place. "

Ringer turned his head to look at him angrily, trying to scold him for meddling in his own business.But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't speak them.He has no bad intentions. What right does she have to vent her temper on others?

Besides, where can she escape to this strange small town?
After a pause for a few seconds, she calmed down: "Isn't it time for afternoon class? Why are you skipping class?"

Nie Chi smiled triumphantly: "I'm different from you. I was specially approved by the teacher for the sake of 'Future Star'."

"What is 'Future Star'?" Ringer was curious.

"It's a competition to select short track speed skating seedlings. Those who perform well can be selected to the province."

Linge was stunned: "The province? What are you doing in the province?"

"Take a career path," Nie Chi patiently explained, "Go to the Ice and Snow Branch of the Provincial Sports School to continue practicing. There are professional coaches there, and you can participate in professional competitions, provincial and national, and even international competitions."

Linger's eyes widened in surprise.International competition?Olympics?

Her reaction was a bit slow: "No wonder, so you are a professional."

This time it was Nie Chi's turn to be surprised: "Have you never practiced formally?"

Ringo shook his head.

Nie Chi laughed, and clapped his hands excitedly: "I can do this myself, amazing!"

Ringer lowered his head and turned around in a circle without speaking.

Back then, her roller skating talent was spotted by the coaches of the nearby roller skating club, who wanted to take her to receive formal training and participate in professional competitions, but her mother refused on the grounds that she was delaying her studies.In my mother's view, this is a fun thing. What kind of major is not professional, and what is the competition?

She thought so too at the beginning, but now that Nie Chi mentioned it, she suddenly felt moved.

Ice skating is different from roller skating in that it is a formal Olympic event, not at its own expense. Official athletes are trained at the expense of the state.The golden age of this kind of sports is earlier than that of ordinary sports, and there are not a few athletes who have made their mark in the world at the age of thirteen or fourteen.Becoming famous at a young age and winning glory for the country is enviable just thinking about it.

If only she had the chance.

This way she can get out of here quickly.

It's a pity that such a good thing is not her turn.She is already ten years old, and she has never even seen an ice skate.

"Do you want to come with me?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Nie Chi asked, "You are very talented, the coach must like it very much."

Ringer raised his head suddenly: "Me?"

"Yes." Nie Chi smiled resolutely.

"But I'm roller skating..." Ringer looked at the shoes under his feet, not very confident.

"Roller skating is similar to speed skating, you just need to get used to it." Nie Chi put on an adult look, looking very sophisticated, "We also practice roller skating in summer and ice skates in winter."

Linge pursed his lips, remained silent for a while, and finally looked up at Nie Chi uncertainly: "Do you really think I can practice skating?"

Nie Chi snapped his fingers: "That's great!"

"But I'm ten years old."

"Olympic champion Yang Meng also started practicing at the age of ten. She used to practice table tennis!"

"..." Linge opened his mouth in shock.It's incredible.

"Let's go," Nie Chi reached out and snatched her schoolbag, "It's fine anyway, instead of blowing wind here, it's better to open your eyes."

【3】

The place Nie Chi mentioned was a children's sports school, which focused on ice and snow events.

There is a standard indoor ice rink in the school, which is quite different from the windy environment outside.

There are some boys and girls on the ice rink who are training, chasing round and round, looking like eagles soaring with wings, very chic and free.

Nie Chi slid to the middle to find the coach, and after saying something, the coach looked towards Ringer.

Ringer was a little nervous and shrank his head.

The coach and Nie Chi slid over together, and stopped in front of Linge, with a majestic Chinese character face and scrutinizing eyes, which made Linge nervous and dare not look up.

"Little classmate, I heard that you are good at roller skating?" The coach's voice sounded above his head.

Linge swallowed and nodded quickly.

"What's a good way?" Seeing that the little girl was trembling with nervousness, the coach asked with a sigh of relief.

Ringer shrank his shoulders timidly.She thought for a long time, but didn't know how to describe it, so she looked at Nie Chi for help.

Nie Chi immediately said: "I forgot to mention, she has never had formal training or competition. But her skills are really good, master, you can let her slide outside to watch."

"Ye Luzi?" The coach was obviously a little surprised.

Ringer lowered his eyes sadly.

Yeluzi?It's ugly.

"Let's go, let's go outside to practice." The coach said, and walked out first.

The gymnasium playground has ordinary plastic tracks.

The coach drew a line as the end point, then pointed to the runway and said: "This lap is 400 meters, and you skate to this end point is 300 meters, which is the standard distance of roller skating. You slide out your fastest speed and let me see .”

Ringer nodded and slid to the starting point to prepare.

Her eyes were extremely determined.For no reason, just to prove that her "wild way" is not bad, she wants to do her best.

At the coach's order, the little girl who seemed to be quiet just now seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person. She started to run with big strides, her posture was vigorous, her steps were very steady, and her starting speed was very fast.

Nie Chi also stared at Ringer intently, realizing that this was her true competitive state.

Compared with now, she was really playing in the park just now.

The coach squinted and judged Ringer.The child's height is not bad, he is considered slightly above average among his peers, his legs are relatively slender, his thighs are relatively strong, and his innate quality is quite good.In terms of technical movements, although he has not received professional guidance, he is born with strong explosive power, fast start, and stable cornering. It is indeed rare and a good seed.If you give guidance, maybe it will really work.

Nie Chi really has a good brain. If nothing else, he can definitely add a chicken leg to this matter.

He has been in this industry for most of his life, has seen countless children, and has given up countless children.For a good athlete, talent accounts for more than half.In their profession, they like to use the word "genius" to describe good seedlings.

A genius, a genius, is a talent favored by God, and ordinary people can't envy them.If they are pointed at casually, they can be beyond the reach of others.Diligence and will are certainly worthy of recognition, but without this talent, it will be difficult to reach the peak.There is nothing anyone can do.

The little girl in front of him, in his opinion, was a rare seedling.

For this seedling, it doesn't matter when the ice is on.The number of years of exercise and the results are sometimes not directly proportional.

"31.8 seconds, very good." Ringer passed the finish line, the coach pressed the stopwatch and reported the result with a little surprise.

Ringer didn't have much idea of ​​seconds.Her only concept of competition is winning or losing.In the past, she often competed with those children who had studied in the park, and she won every time.If there is no opponent today, then she is her own opponent, so she worked hard and slid down the 300 meters with all her strength.

Fortunately, judging from the coach's reaction, it seems to be pretty good.

She knew that her performance could make or break her.

From the moment she saw the ice rink, she wanted to stay.

This magical ice rink may bring countless possibilities.

She would love to try it.

Because of the cold and windy outdoors, the resistance on the track is very high during high-speed taxiing. Once she stops, she feels very exhausted and strenuous.Besides, she was still wearing a mask, and her breathing was not very smooth, and she felt a little out of breath.In the end, she couldn't help it anymore, so she couldn't care less, took off the mask, took a deep breath, and slid back to the coach.

The coach was still immersed in the joy of finding a good seed, and suddenly saw the scar on Ringer's face, and frowned suddenly: "What's wrong with your face?"

Linge touched his face in embarrassment: "My grandma beat me."

The coach realized it, paused, and then continued: "I think you will have a bright future in skating. Not to mention anything else, as long as you get used to ice skates, none of the kids of your age can compare to you."

Ringer was overjoyed, and his eyes began to brighten.

"However, children need their parents' consent to enter school. Will your parents agree?"

Linge didn't answer directly, but asked in reverse: "Is the tuition expensive here?"

The coach frowned: "What do you mean?"

Ringer lowered his head and tiptoed: "If it's expensive, I definitely won't be able to practice."

"It's okay, our school is directly under the regular sports bureau, and it's public." The coach immediately reacted and said with a smile, "So don't worry, as long as your grades are good, the school will give you a subsidy. The key is the parents' opinion. After all, this road has a high elimination rate, and concentrating on skating will definitely affect the culture class. If you don’t get grades at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and the culture class is far behind other children by then, it will become a problem. You can understand that I am in Say something?"

Before this, Ringer hadn't thought so deeply.

The coach's words made her calm down instantly.

You can't have both fish and bear's paw, you must give up the same.She can understand this truth.

With her current grades, the probability of being admitted to university should not be low, at least much higher than the probability of becoming a world champion.

Choosing one of the two made her a little confused and flinched.

However, the temptation brought by skating for a short time made her heart move again.

Can leave that home earlier, can support herself earlier, can go to the provincial capital to receive better training... Didn't the coach say that she would have a bright future?No matter how bad it is, you can go to the province, right?
……

Rather than being beaten and scolded here for eight years, she would rather take risks.

It's really not working, we'll talk about it later.

The coach waited for a while, saw the little girl biting her lip like an old monk and remained silent, then said: "You go home and discuss it with your parents before you come back."

Ringer immediately stated: "I want to practice!"

The coach smiled: "Don't worry, let's talk after thinking about it."

"Think about it!"

"Don't you need to discuss it with your family?"

"Need not."

The little girl had such an idea that the coach was taken aback.He glanced at Nie Chi, then at Linge: "Enrollment requires the consent of your guardian."

"..." Changing Linge was stunned.

"If you think it over, I'll visit my home as soon as possible to make a decision on this matter."

Ringer pursed his lips, paused for a second, then nodded.

"Okay then," the coach waved his hand, "let's go to the ice rink first and get a feel for it."

"My surname is Fang, and you can call me Coach Fang in the future." Fang Shizhong found a pair of skate shoes that fit Ringer's feet, handed them to Ringer, and introduced himself at the same time.

Linge didn't pick up the skates immediately, but took out the 500 yuan from his schoolbag and handed it to Fang Shizhong: "Are these enough?"

Fang Shizhong looked at her puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Shoe money." The little girl said a little uneasy, "If it's not enough, I'll send it tomorrow."

Fang Shizhong was taken aback for a moment, and he and Nie Chi looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing.This kid is so much fun.

"No money." Fang Shizhong waved his hand and said with a smile, "These are the school's spare skates. Official students can wear them for free, no money required."

Linger breathed a sigh of relief.She lowered her head and put on her shoes, and put on the protective gear that Nie Chi had found. She looked decent.

Nie Chi dragged Linge to the ice rink step by step, but Linge suddenly turned to Fang Shizhong and said, "During your home visit, can you say that I came here for free to learn?"

Fang Shizhong raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding what she was talking about.

"I have money," Linge said, staring into Fang Shizhong's eyes, "I can use my own money for tuition, so please don't tell my family that I need money to learn skating, so that they will agree more easily."

Fang Shizhong finally understood.

Looking at the little girl's determined eyes and the scars on her face, he has already completed the whole story in his brain.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Obviously, the scriptures of the Ringer family are somewhat different.

It is unheard of for a ten-year-old child to mature so early and hold a small treasury in his hand.

"Okay, I see." Fang Shizhong nodded in agreement.

Although speed skating and speed skating are similar in many ways, the technical differences are still very large because of the different venues and shoe structures.After Fang Shizhong explained the difference between the two basic postures, he explained in detail the differences in ankle joints, knee joints and torso angles, and finally asked Ringer to try to adjust the center of gravity of his body according to his explanation.

Although Ringer has not received formal training, he also knows the impact of correct posture on performance and physical fitness, so he listens with extra care and takes it very seriously.

"In roller skating, because it's a wheel, the center of gravity is in the middle of the roller shoe." Fang Shizhong directed Nie Chi to demonstrate the movements, while squatting on the ground holding Ringer's skates and explaining a little bit, "For skating, it's on the side of the skates. The third side here is convenient for you to exert your kicking power and control the range of kicking...you can feel it."

Linge lowered her body according to the explanation, reduced the angle of squatting, and adjusted the center of gravity. After a few tries and it felt good, Fang Shizhong asked her to try to slide straight.

As a result, as soon as she took a step out, she fell heavily on the ice.

Ringer blushed, not expecting to be so stupid.

Fang Shizhong helped her up: "Compared with roller skating, the biggest difference in skating technique is the kicking action. The kicking action of skating is completely different. Come on, look at Nie Chi's movements. The legs need to extend the hip joints while maintaining Standard action, start pedaling..."

Fang Shizhong is worthy of being an experienced old coach. He pays attention to every joint and every angle of his body. The theory is simple and easy to understand. Coupled with the demonstration by Nie Chi, a conscientious "assistant coach", Ringer can basically adapt to the training soon. Feeling better on the ice skates, followed Nie Chi to slide back and forth straight a few times.

After she mastered the essentials of the basic movements of the straight, Fang Shizhong began to focus on explaining the cornering technique.Curves are much more complicated technically than straight roads. In the race, it is necessary to maintain high speed and maintain balance. Generally, the curve is a key stage for accelerating and overtaking during the race. The difference is even bigger, so Fang Shizhong took it as the focus of training.

After one afternoon, Ringer basically understood the key points, but to truly fully grasp it, he still needs to practice repeatedly and find out how he feels.

Even so, Fang Shizhong was very pleased.Although this city has a good skating mass base, finding a talented skater is hard to come by.

He has been a first-time coach for so many years, and he also has a world-famous champion in his hands. Parents of children who want to learn speed skating in the city can't wait to put their children in his hands, but there are very few who can be taken by him.

There are fewer and fewer children who are talented, have ideals, and can endure hardships.Today's children are all babies at home, what is lacking is this tenacity.Speed ​​skaters wear down jackets to accompany the ice rink all year round, which is unimaginably difficult for other sports.

This year's "Future Star" trials are about to start again, and Nie Chi is the only child in his hands who is sure to get good grades, but Nie Chi will definitely not take the path of a professional athlete in the future.If it wasn't for Nie Chi's family's objection, Nie Chi would have been selected and left in a few years, and he wouldn't be hanging around here.The main reason is that Nie Chi is too good at reading, and his family conditions are excellent.To be honest, if the child has a better future, he will not force the child to follow this path.For this kind of thing, you must be willing to go to the peak.

There are many athletes, but there are only a handful of peaks.If it's not the pinnacle, it's dust.That's the reality of the competitive world.

The child Ringer suddenly appeared in front of him, and hope was rekindled in his heart.

Her life experience seems to be a bit unfortunate, so her eyes are full of determination and firmness beyond her age.

This firmness made him feel at ease.

In competitive sports, you must have this kind of straightforwardness and courage.

The simpler the children, the more daring they are to fight, and the more hopeless the children are, the more they can unleash their potential.

Based on his intuition, he was very optimistic about this little girl.

In one month, the "Future Star" competition will start.If possible, he would like her to go up and try.I believe that even if it doesn't work this year, it will definitely work next year.The key is to seize the time to implement it and train as much as possible through official competitions.

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still any longer, got up, grabbed his coat and walked out.

He is going to visit now, and he can't wait any longer.

【4】

Ringer came home later than usual, and the old lady was in full swing, scolding her head and face.

Ringer was in a good mood, lowered his head as if he hadn't heard, and rolled up his sleeves to do housework as usual.

The old lady scolded for a while, probably because she was tired of scolding, so she stopped.

Ringer went to the kitchen to prepare dinner after finishing the housework.

Before the meal was ready, Lin Qiang came back, and started shouting from afar: "Linge, Linge!"

Ringer turned down the fire a little, and ran to the yard quickly, just as he saw him come in through the back door of the commissary.

Seeing Linge, Lin Qiang roared angrily: "Why didn't you go to class this afternoon? The teacher's call came to my mobile phone!"

It was the first time for Linge to see Lin Qiang getting so angry, he lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

"Do you think it's easy for me to get you into the class? I just stuffed two good cigarettes and said a lot of good things to get you in! If you didn't hear that you studied well, you really thought I would support you to continue studying ? Wherever I go to work, I can play a few rounds of cards for my father!"

Linger felt sad when he heard that.No matter how grandma scolded her and beat her, it was not as uncomfortable as her father saying these words.After all, there was a moment when she accepted that he was her biological father, and she was dependent on him.

But Lin Qiang's words in front of him tore the fantasy to pieces, leaving only the most ugly truth, which made people feel chilling.

"Speak up! Who are you going to show me looking like a gourd?" The more she bowed her head and remained silent, the angrier Lin Qiang became.Frustrated by a heavy punch on Cotton, he was a little out of control.

He took a step forward and was about to hit her in the face with his hand.

Linge sneered, raised his face to his palm, and welcomed the slap.

Lin Qiang stopped at the last second, because he saw the obvious mark on Ringer's face, and couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"Did you fight with someone?" Lin Qiang asked, holding back his anger.

Linge didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes made him frown.

This look, like an irritated little beast, reveals a frighteningly stubborn coldness in its indifference.

Lin Qiang was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and took Ringer's hand, and pulled it into the canteen.

The old lady was cracking melon seeds at the cash register, when she saw two people rushing in, she squinted at Lin Qiang.

Lin Qiang pointed to the mark on Ringe's face: "You did it?"

The old lady spat out the melon seed husk in her mouth with a "bah", and snorted casually.

"You beat me so hard, how can you let the child go out?" Lin Qiang held back his anger.

The old lady snorted again, her face full of sarcasm: "Yo, it's as if you don't do anything."

"But Linge still has to go to school. How can you make her go to school like this? The teacher called me and said that Linge skipped class. I still think it's something..."

"What?" The old lady still had a melon seed in her mouth, but she looked at Linge sharply, "You didn't go to school this afternoon?"

Linge shrank back, not daring to speak.

"Then what are you doing with your schoolbag on your back?" The old lady slapped the sunflower seeds in her hand on the cashier counter and snapped, "Say, where have you been running around all afternoon? If you don't learn well at a young age, It is really carved out of the same mold as your wild and conscientious mother!"

Ringer still didn't speak.Skipping class was wrong in the first place, and she had nothing to argue against.

Lin Qiang listened for a while, then turned his head and stared at Linge: "Where did you go crazy this afternoon? Don't you know how to ask for leave if you don't go to school? Why don't you tell the adults?"

When Lin Qiang said this, the old lady became even more confident, pinching her waist and pointing at Ringer, cursing in different ways.

Fang Shizhong didn't expect to encounter such an explosive scene when he visited Ringer's home for the first time, and he didn't know what to say when he stood at the door.

As soon as Lin Qiang turned his head and saw Fang Shizhong, his expression changed immediately, and he greeted him warmly: "Coach Fang, hello, hello. Why are you here? If you need something, call me and I will go to the school to find you."

In order for Lin Feng to arrange for him to be trained under Fang Shizhong himself, Lin Qiang almost broke the threshold of Fang Shizhong's family, but it was still in vain.

He also thought about whether the gift he gave was too light, and later he wrapped thousands of dollars in big red envelopes, but it was still returned, which made him really lose his temper.

Suddenly seeing this famous coach come to the door in person, Lin Qiang thought that Lin Feng had a chance, not to mention being enthusiastic.

Fang Shizhong never thought that Linge would be Lin Qiang's child.He rushed over along the address left by Linge, only to find that strange things happen every year, and this year there are really many.

"What is this for?" Fang Shizhong glanced at the pitiful Ringer, "The two adults can have a strong body, and they can shoot at the child together."

Lin Qiang apologized and said with a smile: "It's not that the child is ignorant. He skipped class in the afternoon, so he has to teach him a lesson. Coach Fang, sit down."

With that said, Lin Qiang moved a stool over to give up his seat to Fang Shizhong.

Fang Shizhong didn't sit down, and said briefly: "Linger didn't go to school in the afternoon because she was at my ice rink. It happened that the adults were all there, so let me tell you. Linger has been admitted by our sports school, and I plan to take her to the training camp , ready to participate in this year's 'Future Star' selection contest. The child is talented and has a bright future."

The smile on Lin Qiang's face froze instantly.

He stretched out his fingers to pick his ears, with a surprised expression on his face, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "No, Coach Fang, are you kidding me?"

Fang Shizhong smiled: "I'm not kidding. Ringer has this talent, maybe he can really become a world champion in a few years."

Lin Qiang and Mrs. Lin looked at each other, and still thought it was a joke.Fang Shizhong was the enlightenment coach of the famous Olympic champion Yang Meng. He would never say such things to the parents of his children easily. He was suddenly so optimistic about Ringer. Could it be because he was drunk?
Before Lin Qiang could think of what to say, the old lady Lin squeezed out a smile and said, "Coach Fang, our Ringer doesn't learn to skate. She has good grades, so she has to study hard. But our Fengfeng, with Linger is a twin, and his talent is not bad at all, otherwise, how about you give this spot to Fengfeng?"

Fang Shizhong still smiled with a Maitreya Buddha face, calmly said: "It's wrong to say that, every child is a different individual. Lin Feng failed the test, Ringer passed the test, and the quota can only be Ringer's. "

The old lady Lin changed her face all of a sudden, and said gloomyly: "Linger can't go, who will she go to do housework? Besides, there are so many people who practice skating, how many of them can become world champions? If they can't practice by then, I don’t know many big characters, so I have to raise her? Not to mention, if there is a bump, you don’t pay for medical treatment, or I have to pay for it..."

Once the old lady started, she chattered endlessly.Fang Shizhong didn't bother to talk to her, interrupted her, and turned to look at Lin Qiang: "You are the father of the child, can you express your opinion?"

Lin Qiang was not very happy either, and said disgruntledly, "Lin Ge is good at reading, I don't agree."

Fang Shizhong suppressed his temper and said: "I won't delay my studies. She should go to school, so I will use her time after school to practice more. When the 'Future Star' really wins the ranking this time, let's talk about the future."

Lin Qiang still disagreed: "It won't work in the future. It's rare to be able to study, so it's better to study steadily. You see, after so many years, how many children can become world champions in the end? Aren't the others abolished? You can’t pass the exam, you can’t find a decent job, and if you’re unlucky, you get sick all over your body, and you can’t get married like ordinary people.”

Fang Shizhong frowned: "Then why did you send Lin Feng to skate in the first place?"

Lin Qiang smiled and scratched his head: "Lin Feng can't study well, so it's good to learn how to eat early. When you're in your teens, it's better to go to a children's training class outside to be a coach or something, than to go to the mine with me."

Fang Shizhong was a little speechless: "No matter what you say in the future, let Linge go to the sports school to learn the head office for a while now? Just practice for a while after school, so as not to delay learning."

Lin Qiang waved his hand: "Coach Fang, it's not that I disagree. I really can't spend so much money to train two children to learn skating at the same time. Not to mention the tuition fees, the skates, shoe protectors and so on are very expensive."

Fang Shizhong took out his trump card: "Linger is very talented, the school is free of all fees, and you don't have to pay a penny."

Lin Qiang was stunned for a moment, unable to believe it at all: "Really?"

Fang Shizhong nodded: "It's not bad."

Lin Qiang hesitated for a while, a little confused: "Coach Fang, why are you so optimistic about Ringer?"

"This kid can do it, I won't miss it."

"Then you should observe Lin Feng more!" Lin Qiang smiled flatteringly with anticipation on his face, "They are twins, and they must have the same talent."

Fang Shizhong sighed, and said helplessly: "You can't say that. A mother has nine different children. Besides, Lin Feng can't endure hardships and is lazy in training. As parents, you should know it well."

Lin Qiang became a little unhappy. He stared and said, "Coach Fang, how do you know that Ringer can endure hardships? You haven't fully understood her yet."

"I trust my gut."

The word "intuition" means trust, and there is no reason at all.Even though Lin Qiang was not convinced, he didn't know how to refute.

"Lin Qiang, you have to make it clear that Ringer is a person who can achieve results. Now the country does not allow you to spend a penny to help you cultivate a champion Guangzong Yaozu. Why are you hesitating? Maybe I can give you a place in a month. The family will get the prize money!" Fang Shizhong chased after the victory.

For this family, the drive of money interests is always the most direct.Fang Shizhong had dealt with Lin Qiang before, so he knew what kind of person he was, so he repeatedly persuaded Lin Qiang from this angle.

Sure enough, Lin Qiang's attitude softened.Compared with a student who will have to spend the family's money for the next ten years, a ten-year-old who can make money for the family is definitely better.

Although in his heart, he also hoped that his son would be successful, but as long as his daughter made achievements, wouldn't his son worry about not being taken seriously?

Anyway, this daughter was originally the one he was counting on to raise to support his son. Now that Linger is getting more attention, it is also a good thing for Lin Feng.They will be in the same school in the future, and the appointment will help Lin Feng.

"Okay then," Lin Qiang pulled Ringer, "Thank you, Coach Fang, for your appreciation."

Linge took two steps forward and bowed deeply: "Thank you Coach Fang."

Fang Shizhong patted her on the shoulder: "Get ready, let your father take you there tomorrow. I have already arranged the dormitory, and I will live in the school from now on, and practice every day after school and at night."

"Yeah." Ringo nodded vigorously.

Lin Qiang hurriedly took a cigarette from the shelf and handed it to Fang Shizhong, and said with a flattering smile: "Then can you be flexible and let Lin Feng compete with his sister? That child is also smart and can practice well."

Fang Shizhong didn't accept his gift, pushed his hand away and frowned and said, "Is the competition a joke? There are only so many quotas in the whole province, and only a few places are allocated to each city. Can I make up for it and let the unqualified ones go? Sports The fairest thing is to speak according to the results. If Lin Feng didn’t meet the standard this time, then wait for the next opportunity. Tomorrow weekend, when he comes back, you can do ideological work with him.”

Lin Qiang had been stalking him for a long time, Fang Shizhong had no choice but to bite the bullet and go out, trying to break away from his provocative request to drink together, but he didn't expect Lin Qiang to follow him all the way out. Perseverance, perseverance.

Fang Shizhong had no choice but to put down the last sentence: "In sports, there is only one principle: if you don't like it, never force it; if you don't have talent, never cultivate it. Lin Feng's talent is not as good as Ringer's, and he can't endure hardship. No matter how hard he is, it's a waste of time. "

Speaking of this, Lin Qiang had nothing to say.He returned home dejectedly, and when he saw Ringer serving food in the kitchen, he felt even more annoyed.A boy is not as good as a girl, where can he reason?

Because he was finally about to leave this terrible home, Ringer felt happier than ever, quickly arranged the tables and chairs, and served the meals on the table.

Feeling depressed, Lin Qiang opened a bottle of white wine and drank it himself.

The old lady was in the same unhappy mood, with a gloomy face all the time.However, what she was thinking was not on the same point as Lin Qiang, and the theory of twin yang and yin kept circling in her mind.

After just a few mouthfuls of food, she lost her appetite and yelled at Ringer angrily: "Go back to your room and eat, it's annoying to watch!"

Linge didn't say a word, took two bites of food, and hid back in his room.

Only then did the old lady say to Lin Qiang solemnly, "Son, I don't think Linge can stay."

Lin Qiang replied lazily: "Isn't this going to be sent out right away, and it won't be an eyesore to you in the future."

"That's not what it means." The old lady lowered her voice and said, "She can't go to the sports school."

Lin Qiang frowned, not understanding what she was talking about.

The old lady looked solemn: "Look, this girl has already overcome Fengfeng's luck before she gets close to Fengfeng. When she really gets close to Fengfeng and learns to skate together, can Fengfeng still have a future? The girl is very evil, she can't stay."

Only then did Lin Qiang understand what the old lady meant by "can't stay", and he glanced at her: "What do you want to say?"

"Sell her." The old lady's voice was lowered, "It's so big, why don't you sell her. Such a big girl and good looks, she can sell for [-] to [-] yuan."

Lin Qiang's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at his mother in disbelief, never expecting that the old lady would have such thoughts.

"Mom, this is your granddaughter!" Lin Qiang, who had been depressed all night, completely broke out because of alcohol and these words.He roared uncontrollably, raised his foot, and kicked over the dining table, spilling all the soup and water on the ground.

The old lady was startled and screamed, "Oh, you're crazy!"

"You're crazy!" Lin Qiang stared at the old lady with red eyes, "No matter what, she is also my daughter! You still have such thoughts, it really scares me, Mom!"

The old lady immediately became angry, pointing at Lin Qiang and scolding: "Am I not right? Maybe without her, this opportunity is Fengfeng's! That's good, once she comes, Fengfeng will have nothing. !"

"If she doesn't come, Lin Feng has nothing!" Lin Qiang yelled until his voice broke, "That kid has been spoiled by you since he was a child, and he can't bear any hardships! I thought that if I entered the sports school, I would be trained by the coach. It turned out to be so ineffective, why do you still have the nerve to blame others?"

The old lady didn't bother arguing with him anymore, because for many years, she firmly believed that her ideas could not be wrong.Lin Feng was unlucky, and that was because Linger, even though he was far away, was still under pressure.When he was born, Ringer came out early, which meant that his luck would be suppressed by Ringer for a lifetime.Now the fates are all rushing together, and it will be too late if you don't do anything.

Ringer went to bed after finishing the housework because he hadn't had the amount of exercise this afternoon for too long.

This time she slept so deeply that she didn't even dream.

However, gradually, she felt as if she had reached the bottom of the sea, sinking continuously, and her breathing gradually became difficult, as if something was choking her throat.

Ringer couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, and struggled instinctively.

Until the feeling of being strangled on the neck became more and more clear, the sound of kicking and kicking on the camp bed became louder and louder, so that she suddenly kicked the little cat sleeping at the end of the bed, and the pain caused the little cat to groan miserably. With a scream, he ran around the room, knocked over a pile of debris, and made a loud chaotic noise, which brought Ringer's consciousness back to reality.

She opened her eyes, facing her grandma's gloomy eyes.

In the glimmer of light reflected by the snow outside the window, these eyes revealed a deep and terrifying light.

Linger instantly understood something.

After ten years, her own grandma still wanted her life.

She began to struggle desperately.

Mom loves herself with her life. She is not promising yet. She can't go to heaven to see her so soon, otherwise she will be disappointed.

She wants to live better than all of them.

In the remaining vague consciousness, this voice was extremely clear.Ringer's struggle suddenly became stronger.

Mrs. Lin began to feel powerless.She didn't expect this thin and frail child to be so powerful when struggling.

She gritted her teeth and squeezed Ringer's neck with all her strength, and said viciously: "Don't hate grandma over there, if you want to hate, hate your conscientious mother! She was pregnant with you and ruined your life , even if you want to settle accounts, go to her, not me! She wants you to come back, and she knows that you have to come back! Ringo, you shouldn't come back, this is not the place for you! "

Linge only felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, as if the more he struggled, the stronger the strength of the hands on his neck would be.

She didn't dare to move anymore, and her legs stopped kicking wildly.

She ordered herself to calm down, clenched her fists with both hands and focused her attention. With enough strength in her feet, she first kicked off the quilt on her body, then raised her legs violently, and aimed at Mr. Lin fiercely at an angle of almost 180 degrees. The wife kicked in the head.

Mrs. Lin's attention was on Ringer's neck, and she didn't expect Ringer to come so suddenly.The temple was kicked extremely quickly by the strong toe, and the protruding toenails pierced the flesh fiercely. The old lady let out an "ouch" in pain, and subconsciously let go to cover her temple.

Ringer saw the opportunity and quickly rolled out, stretched out his hand, and the lights in the room were brightly lit.

Everything was suddenly exposed to the light, and the old lady suddenly became confused.

Knowing that she had no chance, she turned her head and wanted to run.

But Linge grabbed her, exerted all his strength to control her hands, gritted his teeth, and twisted her arms behind her back, forcing her to be unable to move.

Linge didn't know what she wanted to do, but she just instinctively felt that she couldn't let her walk out of this door so easily.

The old lady couldn't bear this torment, she just felt that her bones were about to break, and she couldn't breathe, so she had to shout for help.

"Oh, help, you're killing someone... Qiangzi, Qiangzi, get up quickly, your daughter is going to kill someone, she's going to kill my old woman... This rebellious girl..."

The old lady had a loud voice, crying and howling, which was especially harsh in the silent night.

Lin Qiang heard this sentence vaguely in his dream, and frowned.Before turning over, he jumped up suddenly, and rushed over before putting on his clothes.

Pushing open the half-covered door, what caught his eyes was the tear-stained Ringer and the old lady who was cursing and screaming for pain.

"What's wrong? Let go of your grandma!" Lin Qiang shouted hastily.

Linge didn't move at all, but raised his tear-filled eyes and looked at Lin Qiang.

These were not at all like the eyes a ten-year-old girl should have. The fear, despair, stubbornness, and resentment in them made Lin Qiang avoid his eyes abruptly, unable to look directly at them.

"Let go of your grandma," Lin Qiang said in a strong voice, "I'll send you away tomorrow morning."

Linge's eyes flickered just now, but the strength in her hand did not decrease at all, and she began to speak in a murmur: "Why did she kill me... What's wrong with me... Am I just so annoying... ..."

Her body swayed violently from fear and fear, and her words revealed an indescribable desolation, like a helpless leaf on a tree in late autumn.

Lin Qiang felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only persuade repeatedly: "Be obedient, let go..."

Only then did Ringer let go of his hand in a slump, his whole body lost strength instantly, and he fell back on the bed lifelessly.

The old lady finally regained her freedom, and without any hesitation, she picked up a stick from the nearby debris pile and was about to hit Ringo: "Damn girl, see if I don't beat you to death!"

Lin Qiang took a step forward and grabbed her hand firmly.

There is no need to ask more questions, he already understands everything.

It turned out that the old lady didn't joke around during the meal, she really couldn't tolerate Ringer.

The old lady's hand was grabbed, and she began to curse at Lin Qiang again.

Lin Qiang ignored her, but looked at Linge: "Where is the injury?"

Ringo sobbed and raised his neck.

Lin Qiang saw a circle of frightening fingerprints.

"Okay, it's fine." Lin Qiang pressed his voice to comfort Linge, "Sleep well, nothing will happen again."

Ringer just cried.In a child's heart, murder is such a terrible thing, but she was almost killed just now, and died in a dream.

She dare not recall.If she had been a little weaker, she might be dead by now.

Lin Qiang couldn't face Linge anymore, he turned around and pulled the old lady, ignoring her cursing, and went straight to the big house.

This is his real mother after all.Even if she really succeeds tonight, he can only let it go.

Ringer had just arrived, and few people knew her. Those who knew the family's past secrets were still in the mountain village. These city neighbors would not notice whether there was one more child or one less.

Fortunately, nothing major happened.

It's just that Ringer really can't stay here anymore.

Early the next morning, Lin Qiang took Linge and all her luggage to the sports school to report.

Fang Shizhong personally came to greet Ringer, took them to go through all the formalities, and arranged the dormitory.

The children staying in the accommodation are generally full-time children studying in sports schools. Their cultural studies and training are all in the school, under closed military management, and they go home once a week.Lin Feng is such a child.

Ordinary elementary school students like Linge usually don't live on campus, so she is a special one when she comes in.

Fang Shizhong asked her if she wanted to switch to a full-time system, but Linge refused with great assertiveness.

She wanted to try first and leave a way out for herself.

Nie Chi told her that although the cultural courses in the sports school are also taught by teachers officially prepared by the Education Bureau, they are different from those taught in ordinary schools outside.Moreover, being with these sports school scumbags, sooner or later they will become scumbags.

Linge was always number one in her class at school before, and she didn't want to become a person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, so she still chose the way of school reading and sports school training.

Before leaving, Lin Qiang said to Linge: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet your brother."

Linger subconsciously took two steps back and shook his head.

Lin Qiang froze for a moment, but did not force her.

After what happened last night, she may not be able to develop a good impression of this brother who has never met but almost killed her for the time being.

Lin Qiang helped Linge take a day off from Coal Mine Elementary School, that is to say, from now on, Linge will officially start training.

(End of this chapter)