(MTL) An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

7

There was silence in the office of the association.

Wu Qian heard his heart beating like a drum.

He tried to maintain a calm voice: "You may not know that there are restrictions on the number and quota of participants in the Tianmenshan Open, and certain applicants will be screened."

"If you don't have a certificate of past performance, you will be screened during the registration screening stage."

Yu Nian awaited his next words.

"And our association has three places for the competition." Wu Qian stood up, his expression serious, "I want to participate, prove to me that you have the strength to get the place."

Yu Nian's palm rested on the longboard he put aside.

His fingers crossed the "X1207" number engraved on the outside of the long board.

"Fang Shoushan." Yu Nian greeted Wu Qian and stared at her.

Wu Qian nodded: "No problem."

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Fang Shoushan.

Yu Nian's fingers spread and clenched, and this was repeated several times.

Following his movements, everyone focused on his slender and white fingers.

That is a pair of hands that should jump on the piano keys, and at this time those hands are firmly wrapped in gloves.

Yu Nian buttoned his gloves and put on a helmet.

Two-thirds of his course studies in the system space have passed, and now there is an urgent need for a higher and more dangerous mountain to verify the learning results.

He put down the long board, and his voice was quiet: "Three places, I want one."

Speaking, he slid down the road without hesitation and brought a strong wind.

This mountain has been abandoned for many years, and there are weeds on both sides of the road.

Traces of the previous load-bearing can be seen on the road surface, and grasses have been drilled between the cracks pressed out by the trucks on the cement road, which grows stubbornly.

Yu Nian suppresses the wind in a squatting position to reduce the area affected by the wind. He felt the hamstrings of his front legs being tightened, which let him know that his center of gravity was fixed.

Wind resistance is decreasing and stability is increasing.

"Pretty!" Wu Qian nodded.

From the initial posture of Yu Nian, he was sure that this was the young man who had a glimpse of Wenxi Mountain.

Next to him, Wu Zheng was still a little unconvinced by Wu Qian's scolding. He mumbled and asked: "He is really the big guy you said? Don't be fake."

"Shut up, you know what a fart!" This time it was not my brother who scolded him, and other members of the association stared at him.

Wu Zheng: "..."

Such a posture of air pressure has been repeated countless times in Yu Nian, and it has become clear in the chest and has become a physical instinct.

When the familiarity with the air pressure posture reaches the apex, he can seamlessly connect the slide posture and the bending posture when cornering from this state.

The members of the association were fully engrossed, and when they saw Yu Nian's slide sliding, they were surprised to say: "His ability to control the board!"