An indifferent and bankrupt female overseas student x a sunny short track speed skating male athlete (later immersed in the entertainment industry and turned into a slutty fox)
four years ago.
Beijing.
At the end of the men's 500-meter short track speed skating final at the Winter Olympics, the audience was almost overturned by screams.
As the biggest dark horse in this tournament, Fan Mao overtook him at the last corner and won the gold medal.
In the overwhelming flash lights, countless microphones were handed to him: "Fan Mao! It's your first time to stand on the highest podium of the Olympic Games. What mood do you want to share with the world at this moment?"
The tall boy in red and white sportswear was still panting, his eyes were astonishingly bright, and his face was full of excitement: "I know that some people have been saying that I am just a flower vase in the past few years-"
He suddenly raised the gold medal.
"I am not a vase!!"
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Four years later.
Montreal.
It's another gloomy winter day.
Seeing that the pair of thin red-soled leather shoes he was walking in front of him stepped into the snow again, the corner of Shi Ci's mouth twitched several times, but he still opened his mouth:
"I said, you know you have to fly for more than ten hours, and you know the virtues of Canadian winter -" she looked around at his clothes, "do you have to wear this?"
The man had obviously taken care of himself today.
The smoky gray long cashmere coat was open, with only an absurdly thin black turtleneck sweater underneath. The trousers were neatly tucked in and slender, and even the hair looked like it had just been styled.
If it weren't for the fact that his lips had turned white from the cold, it would indeed look like that.
Finally, when she took the initiative to speak, the man turned around, and the corner of the cashmere scarf fluttering in the cold wind covered the pride in his brows:
"I don't understand,"
"Beauty is a man's best dowry."
Intention: Work together and strive for self-improvement