Ski Diary | When he calls you "baby"

I promised to update the next day, but was delayed because of reasons such as being too tired/too sleepy/staying up late/no time/doing yoga stretching... etc.

Today is the eighth day of skiing and my rest day.

The moment I gave the kids to the coach, I knew I belonged to the readers today. I spent three hours immersed in writing down some interesting things that happened in the past few days.

The 2020 ski diary is here.

The full text is about 4,000 words and takes 5-10 minutes to read.

After eight days on the snow-capped mountains, to be honest, I couldn’t quite tell which day it was when I looked at my photo album.

People who love skiing most likely don’t like to change clothes.

The pictures below were taken at different ski resorts on different dates. But it is reasonable to say that 100 photos were staged that day. It would even be feasible to say this is Faye Wong or Fan Bingbing.

After all, it was wrapped so tightly that it was impossible to tell.

A large suitcase that can fit one of my snow suits, three changes of athletic tights, two mid-layers, gloves, mask, several pairs of ski socks, and a huge pair of ski boots.

Another large suitcase can hold all the baby's equipment.

Helmets and skis should be packed in separate boards.

In this way, Fenfen Yanzai and I will never change our outer ski clothes as long as it is the snow season, no matter how many days we stay.

Conditions do not allow it and the box cannot be loaded.

Before setting off, I took a map to popularize science in the boys' dormitory: "Up, north, south, left, west, right, east. Look, where in China is the place we are going to go?"

Yan Zai silently calculated in his mind for a long time: "Northeast?"

The dormitory aunt continued to be persuasive: "Then look, which part of the rooster is the northeast?"

Five points: "Chicken head!"

bingo.

This is also my first time in the Northeast. I looked at the weather forecast before leaving and was a bit frightened by the -30 degree weather.

In the past seven days, I was still in the circle of friends saying, "Actually, Songhua Lake and Dahu Lake are not too bad. It's not as cold as I thought. My snow suit is completely adequate!"

On the eighth day, a cold wave hit and the wind started blowing on the mountain. I went up the mountain at 1:00 pm (the warmest moment supposingly). When I slid to the wind outlet halfway up the mountain, I felt that the wind was blowing up my body.

When I slid to the bottom of the mountain, I could no longer feel my nose.

Not only is the nose gone, but the fingers and toes have also become phantom limbs. I touched the mask with my hand, and there was a layer of frost on it.

So I slid back to the hotel shivering, took out the ice sculpture-like mobile phone in my pocket, and saw that the current temperature was -18. Adding the height and wind speed at the top of the mountain, it was estimated to be -22.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon at Beidahu Ski Resort.

We spent Christmas at Songhua Lake Ski Resort and New Year's Day at Beidahu Ski Resort.

First, he was recognized by fans on Weibo at the Songhua Lake Prince Hotel. She said she recognized Yan Zai first, and then Yan Zai recognized me.

This is not surprising at all, as I would have been impossible to recognize the way I looked that day.

After putting on a ski mask, everyone is equal and equally ugly. From a distance, it looks like a black condom.

However, as a top blogger in Nanshan District, Shenzhen, I was recognized by my fans even though I was wearing a condom in the Northeast, thousands of miles away.

Who is to blame? Yan Zai can only be blamed.

Even better, this fan didn't just pinpoint me perfectly in the hotel restaurant.

On the snow track, she actually recognized me.

How to judge? She said she saw Yan Zai gliding, followed by someone. I was gliding and yelling at the top of my lungs: "Brother, where do you put your hands?"

When she perfectly recreated this scene, a picture of an eagle with a chick appeared in my mind.

The auntie in charge of the dormitory leads the boys to the dormitory.

I'm curious if this fan with sharp eyes is also from Guangdong.

Furthermore, I met an old friend I hadn’t seen in eight years at the Songhua Lake Nuoda Ski Resort.

He exclaimed in the breakfast buffet area: "Big yo?" (what a very familiar friend calls me)

I originally wanted to give him a blank look, but when I saw him, I actually recognized him.

He asked: "When are you leaving? Let's have a drink!"

I replied, “We’re staying 14 days.”

As a result, when he sent a message at 10:00 that night saying that he should come to the lobby bar for a drink, I collapsed on the bed from exhaustion.

When I woke up the next morning, the boys' dormitory entered a tense, serious and lively training atmosphere.

I yelled the commands: brush your teeth, change clothes, put on socks, remember to warm your baby, bring a snow card, don’t forget your helmet...

Wufen and Yanzai methodically brushed their teeth, changed clothes, put on socks, warmed the baby, put on snowboards, and put on helmets...

After breakfast, I gave my younger brother to the coach and my older brother to the coach, and then I started to get on the cable car by myself.

So I forgot to reply to him.

In this world, there will always be wrongdoers and debtors.

When Wu Wufen and I got on the Junior Road cable car in the afternoon and planned to look for my brother, a familiar voice came from next to us: "Dayo?"

When I turned around, I saw this guy sitting next to us.

Wufen learned this title of mine and shared it with his younger brother. The two brothers have been having sex in the past few days, which makes me lose my prestige.

Until after Christmas, this friend returned to Shenzhen, and we still hadn’t made a date for a drink. But I enthusiastically invited him to go to Beida Lake to continue skating for a few days.

He trembled and said: "I'm here for vacation, not for training..."

What’s even more amazing is that the few minutes we spent together on the cable car were captured by a photographer. Po arrived at Huabei (Weibo in the skiing industry).

The big brother in orange pants on the right is my friend.

When he was skating on the junior track, Wu Wu said: "Why is this uncle still using pizza (plow style) when he is so old?"

I said: "The plow position is normal. Everyone starts skiing with the plow position. You yourself also started learning it with pizza."

That year, I was three and a half years old.

According to a warm reminder from the WHO, since Santa Claus flies around in the sky, he is not affected by the epidemic and can still deliver gifts.

This year, the two brothers received a limited-edition mascot from the Songhua Lake Prince Hotel and a box of Christmas cookies from Japan.

Wu Wu was not fooled, he said: "Santa Claus should be a little hedgehog bought in the store, right?"

Yan Zai was very calm: "How does Santa Claus know that I want a little hedgehog?"

On Christmas Day, the hotel also prepared fireworks.

After eating the hot spicy tofu pot, I was walking back to the hotel when I saw this scene. The kids were so happy.

Yan Zai's stance became more northeastern, and even his expression said: "What are you looking at?"

I took the opportunity to go online: "Do you know why we ski every Christmas?"

Five points: "Because we have a holiday."

I said earnestly: "No, because only in the ski resort, there is enough space for Santa's sleigh to slide!"

I continued to use the topic: "Look at Shenzhen, it never snows. Can sleds be parked downstairs in our community? Just like if you use a snowboard, can you slide in the community?"

Wufen nodded thoughtfully, thinking that her mother made sense.

I even heard the two brothers discussing: "Did you hear the sound of the door opening last night?"

"No."

"I do not have either…"

Actually, after all, why do you have to ski every Christmas?

because I like it.

Mom likes skiing, so she had to take the two brothers with her on vacation.

Even now, when I meet people, I want to call them brother or sister, especially when I want to kiss people.