The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 132

Hearing Meng Yao's name, Head Coach Fang was surprised, and then said, "Is she really quit the Star Club?"

Because he didn't see the official blog's voice, he was not sure. If it was true, he still wanted to recruit Meng Yao into the national team.

"Well, I have retired." Qiao Yiyuan said indifferently, "That's why I called and asked Mr. Fang."

"It sounds like Mr. Qiao is very close to Meng Yao. He is so considerate of her that he even called me to ask me about the candidates for the 'Feiyue Cup' last time."

Qiao Yiyuan paused for a while, "She is the daughter of an old friend of mine, and she is good at ice skating, so I want to draw a line from it and build a bridge, hoping that she can go further."

Manager Fang laughed heartily after hearing this, "Actually, Mr. Qiao doesn't need to come forward. I personally like Meng Yao very much, but I'm not sure if she really quit the Star Club. Now Mr. Qiao called to say, I'm very happy, and I'm still happy." I have to thank Mr. Joe."

"It's because we have the same idea. In the future, I will have to ask Teacher Fang to give her more advice on skating. She is a girl who can endure hardships and stand hard work."

Qiao Yiyuan's opponent's head coach has the mentality of juniors towards elders. Although his tone is always light, his words reveal humility.

Head Coach Fang laughed, "Please don't worry about Mr. Qiao. When Meng Yao joins the team, I will take care of her. From my personal point of view, she is very likely to win gold in the women's singles figure skating at the next Winter Olympics."

"I hope she can win an Olympic figure skating women's singles gold medal for China." Qiao Yiyuan said with a slight smile, and then said modestly, "I have to trouble Mr. Fang for one thing, I am really inconvenient , so I would like to invite the head teacher of Tuo Fang."

"Mr. Qiao, please tell me." Mr. Fang listened intently, looking at Lu Yun who was practicing on the ice.

After practice, Lu Yun tapped the ice and jumped around, but every time he landed on the ice and failed.

After listening to Qiao Yiyuan's words, Manager Fang said indifferently, "Mr. Qiao will pass her number to me later, and I will contact her personally... No trouble, no trouble."

After hanging up the phone, Head Coach Fang sighed heavily when he saw that Lu Yun was falling on the ice and wrestling.

Qiao Yiyuan put the phone aside and drove away from the underground parking lot.

In the guest room, Meng Yao, who had turned to one side, was still sleeping soundly, but the corners of her mouth were raised, as if she was dreaming a sweet dream.

Qiao Yiyuan didn't come back from outside until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and went into the bathroom to take a shower as soon as he came back.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Meng Yao woke up with a headache.

Sitting on an unfamiliar bed, she pulled back the quilt to check the clothes on her body in a panic, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there were plenty of clothes.

Looking at the room again, it feels familiar.

"Mr. Joe's house?"

Recalling the situation in the restaurant last night, Meng Yao covered her face with her hands, and said in a muffled voice, "I actually snatched the wine that Mr. Qiao drank just to prove the wine!" Crying stupidly, "How do I go out to see Mr. Qiao? It's so embarrassing..."

"wrong."

She suddenly put down her hands covering her face, turned her head and stared at the closed door, then jumped out of bed and opened the curtains, a glare of light shone in, the weather was so good that she couldn't look directly, she retreated to the winter sun The shade that can't be reached.

"Mr. Qiao has a job, so he should not be at home now. Yes, he must be gone."

Regardless of whether it was a self-deceiving idea or the fact, Meng Yao turned around and hurriedly put on her coat and backpack.

He limped to the door with bare feet and quietly opened it. He stretched his head out and looked around. After making sure that there was no movement in his sight, he went out, closed the door quietly, turned around and sprinted at a speed of [-] meters. Turn around and run towards the gate.

"Meng Yao, are you a thief?" Qiao Yiyuan's voice suddenly sounded.

　There will be updates in the next few days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)