The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 102 Free Skating A Large Bunch of Sunflower Lilies

Ruan Feifei opened her mouth again in shock, and stared at Meng Yao who was spinning rapidly in the air with wide eyes.

She seems to have seen a vigorous competitor fighting bloody battles on the ice rink, and her shining appearance is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off her.

The mission of being a competitor is to fight until the last moment for victory, until death!

Boom!
——"Meng Yao failed the inner quadruple jump after the challenge! Although it is a pity, the number of laps seems to be enough."

Meng Yao got up and crouched and spun around, and the final movement was to stand on the ice and wrap her arms around herself.

it is finally over……

"Cough—cough, cough..."

so hard...

Meng Yao was exhausted, lying on the ice with her eyes closed, panting heavily with sweat all over her body, her limp hands clenched into fists and trembling against the ice, her completely relaxed muscles were filled with fatigue, It spread to all the limbs, and the pain in the left foot was intermittent.

At this moment, Meng Yao's mind went blank, and her ears sank into a soundless zone.

In just 4 minutes, the audience watched the whole process with excitement. When the music stopped, countless flowers fell like raindrops and spread a thick layer of ice, but it was hard for the beauties who cleaned up the ice.

"Meng Yao! Meng Yao! Meng Yao!" The audience shouted Meng Yao's name.

After a long time, the shouts drifted into the ears from the far side and gradually became clearer, and the cheers of the audience filled Meng Yao's ears.

Meng Yao took a deep breath and climbed up from the ice, holding a few bouquets of flowers and dolls, skating with somewhat weak steps, smiling and thanking the audience one by one.

Waiting for the division, Meng Yao drank the warm boiled water that Coach Lu handed her.

——"Meng Yao's score is out! 190 270 points! The personal free skating record has been updated! The total score is [-] [-], temporarily ranking first!"

Seeing the score, Coach Lu happily hugged Meng Yao and patted her on the head.

Meng Yao's eyes were also red with joy.

With such a counterattack high score, some people are happy and others are naturally worried.

——"The next one is Shu Lingling who is ranked fourth in the short program."

Because of the foot injury, Coach Lu asked Meng Yao to sit on a chair in the backstage corridor to watch the game, and returned to the front of the ice rink after explaining.

As soon as Coach Lu left, a reporter came to interview him.

"Meng Yao, you got a high score in free skating, have you ever thought about winning a gold medal?"

At the entrance of the training base, after the staff of a flower shop parked their car, they walked into the door with a large bunch of sunflower lilies in their hands, and passers-by looked sideways.

Meng Yao, who had already stood up, thought for a while, and answered the reporter with a smile, "The gold medal is the goal of all contestants, and I am no exception, but whoever wins the gold medal depends on their strength."

"So who do you predict is most likely to win the gold medal?" The reporter's question was so tricky.

"Uh……"

When Meng Yao was in trouble, a female staff member walked towards this side holding a large bunch of sunflower lilies, stood a few steps beside Meng Yao, and spoke with a smile.

"Contestant Meng Yao, this was delivered by the florist just now, and you are designated to sign for it." After speaking, he stuffed the flowers in Meng Yao's arms.

Meng Yao, who hadn't reacted yet, was forced to embrace the heavy flowers in her arms.

The flashes immediately went up and down, blinding Meng Yao's eyes. She covered her eyes with one hand and was about to ask them not to take pictures. When she lowered her eyes, she saw a card among the flowers. After a pause, she reached out to pick it up. One hand was inconvenient Open it, so put the flower on the chair and open it again.

The glory of victory is yours.

Look at the signature again.

Joe?
Meng Yao stared intently, is it Mr. Qiao?
The female reporter's words suddenly interjected, "I remember that Kui Lily's flower language seems to be victory. It is to wish Meng Yao the gold medal."

Mr. Qiao knows that she participated in the Winter Games?Was he in the audience watching her perform?
(End of this chapter)