There is no lack of leaves and no language.


    "It''s time to go back. We''ll talk about it tomorrow." In a word, ye Wuqian urges Zhou Zhiwen to go back.


    The next day, Zhou Zhiwen couldn''t bear to find his own art. Ye Wuwu was speechless. He thought about going to Xiaoling to have fun. Just today is the weekend, Xiaoling is also very happy, and ye Wuqian two people go out to play.


    Came to the last skating rink, ye Wuwei found that the last ice skating festival was still there, which undoubtedly made him feel very excited.


    "Brother ye, it turns out that the skating Festival last time is still there, and the prize of this competition seems to be a more beautiful pearl of the night!" Hearing Xiaoling''s voice, ye Wuqian looks at her voice and finds that people there are still clustered together, as if there are many people.


    Ye Wuwei smiles triumphantly.


    "Ha ha, Xiao Ling, do you still want to get that night pearl?" A word said here, ye Wuque immediately looked at Xiaoling in front of him with a pair of proud eyes.


    Xiao Ling nodded.


    May be to see ye Wuque and Xiaoling two people a look eager to try, next to a staff suddenly came to them, a face serious looking at them.


    "Sir, do you want to take part in this competition? It seems that there are many strong people in this competition. You have to be careful!" May be to see the leaf without lack of this a thin look, that staff member when talking, the tone has become quite awkward.


    But ye Wuxiang refused.


    "However, I still want to attend. Thank you for your advice, but I don''t care. I can attend by myself, and I will get the first prize. Do you believe it?" The middle-aged man shook his head to show that he didn''t believe it. Seeing this, ye Wuqian said: "then wait for my good news."


    So ye Wuqian took Xiaoling to the registration point and asked for 100 yuan to get a competition sign. Ye Wuqian looked at his own brand and found that it was the next group. He had to wait for the end of this group''s time. Helpless, ye Wuwei had to wait for the end of the game.


    He looked for a while and found that the audience were cheering at those people. Although they looked at the speed well, it was a piece of cake for him. Wait a minute, let''s see how he shows his skills.


    More than ten minutes later, the group finally ended, and the highest score was only 9.2. Ye Wuque looked at the screen ranking the first score is 9.7 points, then he must get higher than 9.7 points or even higher.


    Ye Wuque enters in a line, and they all arrive at the skating rink. After getting inside, everyone began to use their whole body strength and skills to slide out beautiful patterns. However, ye Wuwei didn''t show himself as they did after he went in. Instead, he skated along the direction of the skating rink. There was no pattern at all.


    The young man next to him who had heard him say that he wanted to be the first one saw Ye Wuqian''s appearance. When he remembered what ye Wuqian said about winning the first place, he couldn''t help laughing and said, "the young man is still too young. His words are too full. Now it''s not like this."


    But Xiao Ling, who was holding on to the handle, saw that ye Wuwu had been sliding like that for so long. She was not as beautiful and beautiful as those people. She was very anxious. If she went on like this, she would lose. Thinking of this, Xiaoling called out to Ye Wuqi: "Uncle Ye, you should slide quickly and be beautiful. Don''t always look like that. Uncle Ye, if you do that again, we will surely lose the land, Uncle Ye. "


    However, no matter how Xiaoling shouts, ye Wuqian seems to have not heard her words, or she is sliding there like that, without a trace of change and no pattern.


    Seeing that ye Wuque was still like that, Xiaoling called out to ye Wuque again: "Uncle Ye, change quickly and want beautiful patterns. You look at the other people are so beautiful, but you are still like that. Uncle Ye, you have changed However, no matter how Xiaoling called, ye Wuque ignored Xiaoling as if she had not heard.


    Xiao Ling was raised by him. She was staring at ye Wumian''s appearance. Seeing his unchangeable appearance, she was even more angry. She yelled out in anger: "Uncle Ye, you big liar, said you would help me get the prize. How can you get the prize like you, cheater!" After shouting, Xiaoling turned her head and said with a hum that she ignored ye Wuwu.


    Downstairs in the skating rink ye Wuque heard Xiao Ling''s cry, looked at her and found that she was really angry. Ye Wuqi saw this, and he was helpless to smile. He thought that the little girl was so easy to get angry. Well, it''s time to make him happy. He took a look at the time and found that it was almost done, so he decided to make everyone and even the audience astonished.


    The judges over there had seen that some of the players in this group had good skating and good postures. Some even used the postures of hip-hop dancing. It was really beautiful. The judges all nodded and grinned to show satisfaction. At this time, suddenly came a leaf without missing, in the skating rink like that, no pattern, no change, it looks very boring. In particular, ye Wumian is still standing in the middle of so many beautiful movements and postures. It is more obvious that ye Wumian''s skating is not good and bad.Those judges all frowned and shook their heads when they saw Ye Wuxiang, and their faces were all bad, which indicated that they were very dissatisfied with ye Wuque. Then they got together to discuss for a while, and the central content of this discussion was Ye Wuqian.


    "Isn''t this a figure skating competition? How can there be such a figure skater? Does he know what it means to stop figure skating?"


    "Yes, look at the players beside me. They all slide so beautifully. I can''t help clapping at some postures. But one by one, I feel a basin of cold water pouring down from me. It''s very cold. I feel that those good moods have been destroyed. I''m not happy to think about it. "


    "Yes, me too. This player doesn''t know where he comes from. Since everyone doesn''t like this player, we might as well vote. The theme is whether or not the player should go down now. What we agree with is yes, but what we don''t agree with is not what? "


    "Well, well, that''s it."


    As a result, all the referees began to show their hands to vote whether ye Wuhen should stay or leave now.