In the end, Jiang Minhua listened to the advice and silently wiped away her tears. She just thought it was a small quarrel between sisters caused by a misunderstanding. She still went to school every day, but she never wanted to hear Mu Qingyun's name again, and she couldn't mention it at home. Half a thing.
She even refused to talk to Wang Yun anymore.
But things still got bad.
Probably because her mood was really affected, and because she was so busy with her homework at school, she had only been out of class for two days, and she actually began to not understand what the teachers were saying.
In the mid-term exam before the winter vacation, she naturally failed in the exam and her ranking plummeted. If she hadn't been the child of a teacher in No. 1 Middle School, she would have been persuaded to move from Class 2 to the regular class.
Li Congle was so angry that his heart ached, especially when he was ridiculed by his colleagues at school. When Jiang Si saw this situation, he quickly kept a close eye on his wife and refused to let her hit Minhua.
Minhua was already in a bad mood, and she was afraid that if she, the mother, was beaten again, the situation would be even worse.
Jiang Si was preoccupied with appeasing his wife and daughter. He originally wanted to have a serious talk with Qingyun, but he didn't have time to do so.
Mu Qingyun was glad that he didn't have the time to deal with these people. It was annoying and troublesome to deal with them. It was better not to deal with them if he could.
In the last exam before the winter vacation, Mu Qingyun got another perfect score.
Qi Changzhi was a little helpless.
Over the past few months, his daily practice time for his favorite piano has been reduced by more than half. He never liked reviewing and previewing after class before, but now he does them all, and he also brushes up on various test papers, which is very exciting. A wave of results have been achieved.
Qi Changzhi really felt that he had tried his best, and his scores did not disappoint. He scored 625 out of 650 points.
This result is among the best in the city, let alone in the county. However, there is a pervert who can easily get perfect scores, which makes Qi Changzhi really unable to be proud.
Recently, when he came home, he didn't hold his head as high as before, and he was much more low-key and humble. His parents said that their son had really grown up.
There is a very low-key beauty in Xiongxian County in winter.
The mountains are covered with ice and snow, because there are many evergreen trees planted in the county, and the white crystal is also stained with a little green, showing some vitality in the heavy snow.
Just after noon, before dinner, the Xingchen Ice Rink was sparsely populated. Mu Qingyun walked in with his bag, and Coach Huang came over in two steps: "Student Mu, there are several players from the North Elementary School passing by our county today. I heard they are regular skaters." I'm from the national team's youth training camp. Look, don't tell me, the ones from other countries are worse, but they are really good at skating. It just so happens that you have class today, so you can take a good look at their skills."
Mu Qingyun glanced at the coach's instructions and saw a pair of boys and girls skating on the ice rink. The girl was as light as a dancing butterfly. The boy's movements were relatively small, but the two of them cooperated very well. Like a whole, the picture is harmonious and beautiful.
In the Ming Dynasty, skating was a niche sport, and the number of small skaters was very small. Let alone the county, even the city could see enough skaters. Two or three would be considered a lot. It was not yet an ice rink. When they entered the ice rink, there were only two high school students in the ice rink. Looking at this pair of boys and girls from the North, their legs were knotted and they all fell into a heap, which immediately caused a series of laughter like silver bells.
I have to say that her skating was really pleasing to the eye. Mu Qingyun watched for a while before going to the locker room.
She did not change Costen, but carefully tied up her skates and started practicing basic skills.
Sliding and arc gliding are done alternately, round and round, crossing steps forward and gliding backwards with both feet. Every gliding method must be practiced.
Sliding and arc gliding are done alternately, round and round, crossing steps forward and gliding backwards with both feet. Every gliding method must be practiced.
Mu Qingyun skated very seriously, following textbook standards.
Coach Huang looked at Mu Qingyun, and suddenly a lot of emotions surged through his heart. What a great talent, and what a great patience!
This is the third class that Mu has taken, and each class only lasts for half an hour. Unfortunately, this child is a bit old. If we had met him a few years earlier, not much, even just three years earlier, we would have met him This kid, he has the confidence to bring out a world-class skater.
Coach Huang had just been moved for a long time when he heard a burst of laughter coming from the ice rink. The male player from the North uttered a series of Northern dialects, with a smile in his voice, and the tone was a bit high, although he couldn't understand what was said. , but I always felt that this boy’s expression was a bit frivolous.
The coach was stunned, his face sank, and he felt very unhappy.
They, the Ming Dynasty, have been thinking about a great power since ancient times. They used to regard the surrounding countries as barbarians. Naturally, they no longer think so. However, the idea of a great country has always existed in the hearts of everyone. In front of foreigners, any mistakes or omissions will be considered shameful. It makes people heartbroken.
Mu Qingyun was calm, looked back at the male skater, and continued to skate.
The young boy from the North talked for a long time, seemed to be scolded by his partner, touched his nose, and actually slipped over and skated side by side with Mu Qingyun, speaking in a slightly stuttering Mandarin: "You'd better not put it in your hands." Time and energy are wasted on this.”
He paused, as if still trying to find gentler words.
"You're older and taller. It looks like you're still practicing the basics. You won't be able to skate for two years before you pass the developmental stage. Your skills are not good to begin with, and it will get worse in the future."
Coach Huang was immediately angry. He opened his mouth and was about to curse, when the little girl who was his partner slid over and grabbed his partner's ears. He said coldly: "If you continue to talk nonsense and cause trouble, I'll put your mouth on it." Chop it off!”
The young man grimaced in pain, but still muttered: "I am trying to persuade her, and I am a good person, so I gave her guidance. It is very hard to practice skating. After practicing for a long time, there is no result. It is very miserable."
"none of your business!"
His partner was even angrier.
Mu Qingyun didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but when he saw that the guy's voice got louder and louder, and his confident appearance was annoying, he raised his eyebrows casually and said with a smile: "Mind yourself first."
As he said that, he glanced at his right leg, "If you keep bending your bones like this, your leg will go numb."
Before he finished speaking, the boy from the North's legs stiffened and his whole body shook several times. His partner exclaimed, hugged him, and they both fell to the ice.
Their coach outside the court was startled and rushed over with several staff members to pull them away.
Everyone was shouting for a doctor, but peace returned to the ice rink. Mu Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, calmed down and continued skating.
For the next two days, Mu Qingyun saw the pair from the North on the ice rink every day.
The boy must have been taught a lesson. He looked at him and wanted to provoke Mu Qingyun, but he didn't take any action. As long as he didn't step forward to cause trouble, Mu Qingyun would just pretend that he couldn't see this person.
