Coach: Coaching the Grizzlies at the beginning, playing the bantam

"These stairs are definitely more shaky than the yachts on Jingniang Lake!" Hannah grabbed the iron chain handrail and moved up, the soles of her sneakers slipping on the dew-soaked stone steps.

The morning mist was still lingering on the mountainside. The thermos cup hanging on the side of Lu Yong's backpack jingled against the railing, startling a blue-tailed magpie that was pecking at wild fruits in the cracks of the rocks.

Lu Yong turned around and reached out to pull her: "Who said yesterday that the Fantawild roller coaster wasn't thrilling enough?" The sports watch on his wrist was plated with a layer of gold edge by the rising sun, and the reflection of the dial happened to shine on the camera of the mobile phone of the old man who was taking pictures behind him.

The old man cursed and laughed as he threw a hawthorn fruit at Hannah. Hannah caught it in mid-air and stuffed it into the side pocket of his backpack: "Keep it to replenish your blood sugar."

In front of the glass plank road on the platform halfway up the mountain, Hannah grabbed the corner of Lu Yong's clothes and refused to let go.

"This glass is so clean!" She squatted down and poked the transparent floor. The water from the mountain stream was flowing through three hundred meters below, making people dizzy.

Lu Yong suddenly took out his cell phone and pointed it at her: "Smile and send it to your mother as her desktop." Hannah screamed and jumped up to chase him, but she successfully got through the scariest part.

The smell of roasted sausages wafted from the stall, and Hannah's nose moved: "I want some hot sauce..." Before she finished her words, the pine branches above her head shook off the snow, and the cold water drops happened to penetrate into the back of Lu Yong's neck. When he was trembling and taking out money, the stall owner smiled and stuffed an extra crispy rice cake in his pocket: "This is for you two, it's windy on the top of the mountain and you can't get hungry."

Hannah hung on the rock wall marked by red ropes at a height of five meters and said, "Lu Yong, have you taken enough photos?" Her right climbing shoe got stuck in the crack of the rock, and her swaying calf cast a pendulum-like shadow on the rock wall. The children watching below shouted in unison, and Lu Yong took the opportunity to capture her grinning expression: "This one is called "Desperate Mountain Sheep."

The old clay pot in the tea shed on the mountainside was bubbling with steam. Hannah held a disposable paper cup to warm her hands: "Why does this tea taste like Isatis root?" The tea seller picked up the persimmon cake roasted on the charcoal fire: "It will be delicious if eaten with other ingredients!" The core of the persimmon cake she bit open was oozing with honey. The sugar threads stuck to her fingertips were blown by the wind and stuck to Lu Yong's sun protection clothes, pulling out a shiny spider web on the black fabric.

"Look at this angle!" Hannah suddenly pulled Lu Yong to the viewing platform. In the palm of the bronze mascot of the scenic spot, she stood on tiptoe and gestured to hold up the sun. An old lady holding a selfie stick suddenly appeared in the frame, and the reflection of the peony on the phone case just happened to add a virtual flower crown to Hannah's head. Lu Yong pressed the shutter with a smile, and the stacked mountains in the distance turned into an ink screen in the viewfinder.

At the entrance of the downhill slide, Hannah slapped the protective pads and made a loud clacking sound: "This is definitely faster than the Fanta drift!" Her loose ponytail was all over her face, and the snow water splashed when she turned painted abstract pictures on her protective glasses. When the screams of the children behind caught up, Lu Yong's soles were rubbed with sparks, and the rubber block used for the brakes was worn off half a corner.

The wishing tree on the hillside was hung with red ribbons. Hannah grabbed Lu Yong's marker and tied it high. "I wish my husky will destroy less things this year..." She got stuck halfway through writing. The mountain wind blew up the broken snow, and the red ribbon stuck to her bangs. Lu Yong smiled and helped her take off the silk cloth, and added a line on the back: "I hope the dog hair won't get on my suit when the wish comes true."

In front of the abandoned herbalist's cabin, Hannah posed in front of the mottled window frame: "Quickly capture the decadence!" As her loosened scarf fluttered, the wooden door creaked and a chipmunk swung out, sitting on the doorstep holding a pine cone. Lu Yong pressed the shutter button repeatedly, and the sunlight happened to penetrate the hole in the roof, shining a stage spotlight on the furry invader.

The old lady at the mountaintop rest stop lifted the quilt to reveal a steaming steamer: "The last two baskets of wild vegetable dumplings!" Hannah bit into the dough and breathed in the hot air. The emerald-colored fillings stained her palms. Lu Yong wiped her hands with a wet towel. The uncle from the mountaineering team at the next table started to cheer and whistled. The old lady smiled and gave her an extra brown sugar bun: "It's great to be young."

As the setting sun dyed the cable car an orange color, Hannah shook her sore calves and complained, "My legs don't belong to me anymore." Lu Yong suddenly squatted down and patted himself on the back, "Come up, don't crush other people's cabins." The moment she lay down, the shadow of the entire mountain just happened to cross the valley, and the cable car slid into the dark blue fruit basket like a glowing orange.

When the car lights came on in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain, Hannah giggled as she flipped through the ugly photos in her camera: "In this photo, you look like you're possessed by a mandrill!"

Lu Yong snatched the camera and wanted to delete it, she jumped up to reach it, and her sneakers stepped into a puddle and splashed her trouser legs.

The old man at the security booth leaned his head out and yelled, "If you two want to make a scene, go home and do it!" The two of them got into the car, holding back their laughter. In the rearview mirror, the outline of the Five Finger Mountain was slowly being lit up by the stars.

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The next morning, the two took a taxi to the museum.

"The wine jug in this glass cabinet can definitely hold the entire Handan!" Hannah pressed her face against the Warring States bronze jar display cabinet, and the white mist she exhaled left a crescent mark on the glass.

The morning light filtered through the museum's lattice skylight, sprinkling a handful of gold dust on her ponytail. The water bottle in Lu Yong's backpack, which was not tightened tightly, happened to leak and drip onto the non-slip mat, startling the patrolling security guard so much that he turned his head back.

Lu Yong pulled her back by the back of her collar: "The mud we rubbed against at Wuzhi Mountain yesterday hasn't been wiped off yet." The smartwatch on his wrist suddenly vibrated, and the health data popped up a "tachycardia" prompt - when Hannah turned around, the ends of her hair swept across the projection of bronze patterns, and the light spots on his collarbone shook into golden dots like popping candy.

When the guide raised the small flag, Hannah suddenly froze in the pose of the terracotta warriors. "Take a picture of me and the handsome guy from 2,000 years ago!" Her winking expression made the elementary school students in the back row laugh. Before Lu Yong aimed his phone at the display case, the administrator's face, which was trying not to smile, was reflected in the display case. The cloud-thunder pattern of the bronze cup happened to be projected on the back of his head, as if he was wearing an ancient crown.

At the interactive area's rubbing experience table, Hannah grabbed the bristle brush and slapped it on the rice paper. "Does my technique look like a martial arts master's trick?" She dipped too much ink, and the splashed water just happened to fall on the Taotie pattern on the replica bronze tripod. The master instructor gasped with heartache, but turned around and saw that she had copied the inscription on the rubbing into a cartoon puppy, and he was reluctant to confiscate her crime tool.

"Look, does this porcelain pillow look like a cell phone holder?" Hannah lay in front of the Tang and Song Dynasty porcelain display cabinet, her nose tip leaving a small round mark on the glass. Lu Yong suddenly took out a Bluetooth headset and plugged it into her right ear, and the phone playlist switched to the chorus of "Blue and White Porcelain". When she turned around and hummed along, her skirt swept across the charging station of the automatic interpreter, and three machines began to introduce Xing kiln white porcelain in different dialects at the same time.

In front of the French window in the lounge area, Hannah held up a cultural relic ice cream to compare with the exhibits. "My fault, the ice cream melted in the gold-bronze leopard print vase!" She hurriedly tried to catch the dripping chocolate sauce, and her tongue rubbed against the biscuit tray in the shape of a tiger-shaped jade pendant. When Lu Yong took out a tissue, he took out the hawthorn slices in his pocket. The friction sound of the wrapping paper attracted the attention of the exhibition hall security guard again. The Han Dynasty bronze mirrors in the display cabinet seemed to reflect his helpless smile.

In front of the brush stand in the creative store, Hannah held up a hairpin of the same style as the cultural relic and pointed it at Lu Yong's head. "This young man is so handsome!" She pinched her voice to imitate the lines of the costume drama, and the gold, silver and bronze goat head on the hairpin happened to get stuck in his headphone wire. When the cashier was holding back her smile and scanning the code, the Cizhou kiln tea pets on the shelf suddenly lit up collectively, and she was so scared that she accidentally knocked over a row of idiom allusion bookmarks.

The temporary exhibition hall on the underground floor was being set up, and Hannah peeked through the gap in the fence. "That lacquer screen is glowing!" She pulled Lu Yong's camera bag strap to rub inside, and the security guard's scolding was drowned out by the sound of the construction drill. The moment the porter lifted the dust cover, the turquoise on the components of the Warring States carriage suddenly reflected a rainbow, which happened to fall on her newly bought idiom bookmark. "Come and claim your ancestor!" Hannah laughed, pointing at the surname origin query screen. When Lu Yong entered his surname, she secretly added "Puppy" at the end, and a "No such surname" popped up. The blue light of the electronic screen reflected her successful smirk, and the uncle next to him, who had found out that his family had a general, was looking at the young couple with a fool's eye.

On the long table in the lunch area, Hannah used French fries to shape a bronze tripod. "Is this a cultural and creative dish that combines Chinese and Western elements?" She dipped ketchup into the napkin to draw oracle bone script. The edge of Lu Yong's coffee cup was stained with matcha powder, leaving a round spot on the coaster that looked like a bronze rubbing. When the cleaning lady came to collect the plates, Hannah suddenly pointed at the museum logo on her work clothes and said, "This Taotie pattern is more three-dimensional than the one in the display cabinet!"

In the holographic projection area of ​​the digital exhibition hall, Hannah danced and chased the jumping oracle bone characters. "This '日' character looks like a fried egg!" She jumped and stepped on the edge of the sensing area, and the entire exhibition hall suddenly switched to astrological map mode. In Lu Yong's mobile phone camera, she instantly became a silhouette in the Milky Way, and the virtual light spots of the twenty-eight constellations of the Warring States period happened to gather at the hem of her skirt to form the Little Bear constellation.

In front of the dryer outside the bathroom, Hannah held up her wet rubbings and stamped her feet. "My Warring States seal script is going to become abstract!" When the hot wind rolled up the corners of the rice paper, Lu Yong suddenly took out the magnetic stickers he bought from the cultural and creative store and pressed them down. The two of them put their heads together to rescue the cultural relics, which made the elementary school students passing by mistakenly think it was a new type of installation art, and they raised their mobile watches to take ten photos in a row.

In the afternoon chime concert hall, Hannah clapped her hands to the melody of "Jasmine Flower". When the show was over, she jumped onto the stage to imitate the chime movements, and her cell phone slipped out of her pocket and got stuck on the imitation chime stand. When the staff dismantled it, she was so tired that she burst into tears. The cold light of the bronze bell reflected on her red face, which looked like she was covered with a layer of rouge from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Before leaving, Hannah opened her stamp collection book like a gambler. "The Zhaodu Fengyun seal should be stamped on the idiom page!" Her hand trembled and the seal was crooked, and the original seal suddenly looked like a "V" gesture. Lu Yong took out a wet towel to wipe it, but she ran around the place with the book in her arms: "This is a limited edition wrong stamp, you have to pay extra to see it!"

As dusk filled the glass curtain wall, Hannah sat down beside the sculpture in the lobby and flipped through photos. "In this photo, you look like you're possessed by a bronze tripod!" She laughed as she pointed at Lu Yong's candid photo in the light and shadow exhibition hall.

When the security guards came to clear the area, she suddenly jumped up and took a photo of the restored model of the Warring States chariot. The voice-controlled commentary happened to be stuck on the three words "车同规" (the same track for all vehicles), and the echo circled the hall three times before dissipating.

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The next day, Lu Yong took Hannah to the famous Qibugou.

"This stream water must have just been poured out of the refrigerator!" Hannah squatted on the stone bridge at the entrance of Qibugou, and her fingertips retracted as soon as they touched the water surface.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated. A thin layer of frost formed on the sports bottle on the side of Lu Yong's backpack. It clanged against the bluestone of the bridge railing and startled a kingfisher that was preening its feathers in the reeds.

Lu Yong took out a thermos cup and handed it over: "Who was the heroine who wanted to be the wilderness survival heroine yesterday?" The reflection of the sports watch on his wrist hit the float of the fisherman under the bridge, which startled the fishing line. Hannah took the opportunity to shove her ice hand into the back of his neck. The two chased and knocked the scenic route map off-center. The arrow of "Feiputan" on the sign happened to point to the food truck selling grilled sausages.

At the corner of the cobblestone road, Hannah suddenly grabbed Lu Yong's sun protection jacket and said, "Look! Squirrels are stealing kids' potato chips!" She stood on tiptoe and waved like a Disney princess, but the little guy with a fluffy tail ran up the fir tree with his trophy. The snow on the treetops fell into Lu Yong's collar, and the image of him jumping on the spot due to the cold was filmed by a passing auntie and uploaded to TikTok, and the soundtrack was automatically recognized as "Jumping in the Mud Pit".

"This wooden plank road hurts my feet more than the washboard at my grandma's house!" Hannah complained, holding her waist. Her sneaker laces had untied and dragged for half a mile. When Lu Yong squatted down to tie his shoelaces, she took out her phone to secretly take a photo of his hair, but the camera was stolen by a passing goat. The wild fruit hanging on the goat's horns was bright red, and the breeder handed her two with a smile: "Feeding it is more effective than feeding it to your boyfriend!"

The viewing platform beside the waterfall was crowded with tourists taking photos. Hannah suddenly slipped into the gap in the fence and said, "There's a rainbow on the rocks over there!" She stepped into the shallows with her shoes and socks in hand, and the moss on the pebbles made her do an impromptu tap dance. The moment the security guard blew the whistle, Lu Yong grabbed her ankles that were soaking wet and stuffed them back into her sneakers. The splashes of water when the two retreated exploded into diamonds in the sun, soaking the hems of the suits of the couple taking wedding photos on the shore.

At the wooden table in the picnic area, Hannah unpacked the self-heating hot pot and exclaimed, "My beef roll has turned into a snowy mountain flying fox!" The steam rolled up the chili oil and sprayed it onto her bangs, condensing into ruby-like oil stars. The children at the next table came over with marshmallows, and the candy threads stuck to her sweater, forming a cloud-like front. When Lu Yong used a wet wipe to clean it, he rubbed out an abstract chili map.

"This swing is definitely designed for gibbons!" Hannah stood on tiptoe but couldn't reach the ground. The moment she swung up, her phone slipped out of her trouser pocket. Lu Yong's posture when he rushed to meet the plane was too exaggerated. His knees scraped against the sand and left two medal-like scratches. The phone case he picked up had a maple leaf in it. The screen saver automatically changed to a snapshot of him lying on his back, and the edge of the frame also captured half of the administrator's face, trying to hold back a smile.

When the forest train arrived at the station, Hannah grabbed a seat in the last row: "You can see the panoramic skylight from here!" The "skylight" she pointed at was actually the gap between the branches on the roof of the train, and the pine needles that fell just happened to fall into Lu Yong's coffee cup. A hare suddenly rushed out when turning a corner, which made everyone in the car scream. She raised her phone and took pictures frantically, but she only recorded her screams as she was shaking like a wave.

"This suspension bridge must be older than my great-grandfather!" Hannah held onto the rope and dared not take a step. Through the gaps in the wooden planks, she could see the rapids thirty meters below. Lu Yong led the way backwards. The vlog recorded by the sports camera was full of her gnashing teeth expressions. When she reached the middle, a sudden draft blew through the hall. The moment her bangs covered her eyes, the flash of the uncle taking pictures on the other side just happened to freeze the tragic scene of crossing the river in a martial arts movie.

On the terrace of Shanlin Café, Hannah frowned at her failed latte: "Why does this cloud look like a motorcycle with a leak?" As she licked the milk foam off the edge of the cup, the melting snow from the treetops just happened to drip into Lu Yong's iced Americano. At the moment when the two exchanged drinks, the owner's orange cat jumped onto the table and licked the milk cap. The image of its whiskers covered with foam was made into the store's anniversary poster for the day.

At the entrance of the glass raft, Hannah wore her raincoat like a monk's robe: "Your hat can definitely catch three pounds of rain!" When the rubber raft rushed down the slope, her backward posture caused the waterproof phone case to fly out and get caught on the life jacket buckle of the couple in front of her. Screams and laughter mixed together in the turbulence, and when I took back my phone at the end, I found that it had automatically taken 97 blurry close-ups of ghost faces.

In front of the stone mill at the Ancient Tea Inn, Hannah pushed the millstone three times and then called for a strike: "This is more demanding on the waist than the rowing machine in the gym!" The soybeans she scattered rolled into the chicken coop, causing the hens to flutter their wings in protest. The proprietress smiled and brought freshly ground soybean milk. The bean dregs at the bottom of the bowl were jokingly called "Gold Miner Limited Edition" by Lu Yong. Hannah used her backhand to scatter the crystals in the sugar jar into the outline of his profile.

As the sunset dyed the maple forest the color of sugar-roasted chestnuts, Hannah hung on Lu Yong's arm and said, "I must have sparks on the soles of my feet." The glass of the cable car down the mountain reflected the shadows of the two people overlapping, and she suddenly took out her lip balm and drew a crooked face. In the dimming sky, the shiny light flickered with the change of the cable car's height, like a piece of honey amber rolling along the ridge.

The souvenir shop at the exit of the scenic area lit up with warm yellow lights. Hannah held up a stuffed tit and gestured to Lu Yong's head: "This is your long-lost brother!" When she turned around, she knocked over a row of ceramic wind chimes. Amid the tinkling sound, the boss's daughter took the opportunity to stuff a couple's half-price coupon. The electronic screen at the checkout counter popped up a lottery page, and the "Seven Steps to a Poem" Easter egg they chose turned out to be two packs of mint candies printed with each other's ugly photos.

Under the streetlight in the parking lot, Hannah was flipping through the footage in the action camera and laughing silly: "This clip can be edited into ten compilations of social dead people!"

As she jumped backwards, she stepped into a puddle, and the splashing mud just happened to add a wild graffiti on Lu Yong's sneakers.

When I started the car, the outline of Qibugou in the rearview mirror was being re-outlined by the stars, and the mountain breeze blew the unopened mint candy wrapper against the car window, like a goodnight kiss from the valley. (End of this chapter)