In figure skating, I can’t be that kind of cannon fodder vase!
In figure skating, I can’t be that kind of cannon fodder vase! Chapter 3

Before getting out of the car, Ling Ran pinched his thigh to see if he was still dreaming.

How else could something so good happen in the blink of an eye that no one could ever dream of?

He pinched his thigh so hard to the extent that the driver winced in pain and couldn’t help laughing when he saw it in the rearview mirror.

Ling Ran got out of the car with slight embarrassment.

He suspected that he was affected by the emotions of this young body, otherwise, how could a 25-year-old man do such childish actions?

Pushing open the car door, Ling Ran saw a medium-sized ice rink appearing in front of him. The LED signs were a bit old and very few people were coming and going. The glass door was covered with multicolored advertisements and stains that had not been wiped clean.

This was also expected.

City A was located in the south and did not have favorable conditions, so the cost of building an ice rink must be too high. In addition, figure skating was a niche sport after all. Very few people were playing it and there was almost no business. Most of the people here were players who came to entertain themselves, so the ice rink was naturally not very wealthy.

This was somewhat identical to Ling Ran’s original world.

In Ling Ran’s world, China’s larger ice rinks were concentrated in the two northern provinces. Therefore, there were more outstanding figure skaters in the national team who spoke with a big ballast. 

(T/N: Generally, in the eyes of Chinese people, Northeastern people are typically cheerful, straightforward, and heroic. And the words ‘big ballast’ refer to the accent of people from Northeast China.)

If nothing else, Ling Ran’s coach Xue Linyuan is a true northerner, and his favorite dish to go with wine was sweet and sour pot pork.

Ling Ran was from the south and had been brought to feast plenty. If he wasn’t an athlete and needed to control his body fat, Xue Linyuan would have taken him to eat chicken stewed with mushrooms.

Ling Ran was an orphan, and when he transmigrated in this book, he had nothing to be concerned about. It’s just that he misses Xue Linyuan.

He hoped he could bring out a champion in the future who will not forever be the second-best player.

Ling Ran silently put his backpack on his back, squeezed the bridge of his mask tightly, and walked into the ice rink.

He scanned the health code at the entrance and purchased the ticket with his mobile phone. Only then did he remember that he hadn’t brought his skates.

But Ling Ran in this world doesn’t seem to have ice skates.

After inquiring with the man at the entrance, Ling Ran turned to the left along the corridor and found a storage room with skates. Along the wall, several children were tying their shoes. It looked a bit like a club with few team members.

Ling Ran made this guess because they were wearing uniform training clothes with the name of a certain club written on them.

He passed a child wearing bright red knee pads. Subconsciously, he reminded him, “Tied it too tight, which will affect the bending of the ankle. It should be tight in the middle and loose on both sides.”

A middle-aged man with a shiny face who was guarding the group of children playing with their mobile phones stood up at that time, with a look of displeasure at being pointed out on his face, “Are you here to skate too?”

Ling Ran glanced at him and nodded, reaching out for the ice skates on the cabinet.

The middle-aged man peeked at him and saw that he was wearing a mask and couldn’t see his face. He was wearing non-mainstream clothes and even his hair was dyed red. Not to mention that someone who doesn’t even have their skates and has to pay to rent an ice rink must be an amateur player. He felt very contemptuous.

“They are young and prone to falling on the ice. It is safer to tie their shoelaces tighter.”

The middle-aged man explained patiently on his face, but he was still muttering in his heart.

Maybe this person doesn’t even know how to choose an ice skate.

If nothing else, can the skates used for ice dancing and figure skating be the same? Can the skates used for speed skating and figure skating be the same? Can he tell the difference? A mere young boy dares to be a teacher, and he doesn’t even think about how much he weighs!

Ling Ran felt a little uncomfortable.

It is normal for children to have irregular movements when they are young, but some habits should be cultivated from an early age.

This is especially crucial in figure skating.

Nonetheless, when he was in the provincial team before he entered the national team and was picked by Xue Linyuan, the coach who led him was a half-hearted person. The way he taught them how to use the blade and the jump had lots of flaws.

If it hadn’t been for the tremendous efforts made to rectify it later, he might not have even won the silver medal.

There can never be negligence or omission in some things.

There are so many players in the world, and there are even more masters active in figure skating. The more top players are, the smaller the gap in strength between them is. A small problem may directly affect the ranking of the entire season or even the entire career.

Ling Ran looked at the curious eyes of the children as they looked over. He knew in his heart that they might have just been sent here by their parents to develop a hobby, and they might not necessarily take the path of figure skating.

He is not a talkative person, and he doesn’t like to argue with others.

But in front of the innocent eyes of children, I nonetheless feel that I can’t completely stand by and watch.

Ling Ran thought for a while. He picked a pair of black ice skates from the cabinet with shallow cuts that would not affect the pedaling effect.

According to his original habit, he would have gone to the ice rink to change his shoes.

Now he simply sat next to the group of children and carefully and unhurriedly threaded the shoelaces through the steel holes, leaving about three fingers of elastic.

The children looked at it very seriously. Seeing Ling Ran’s appearance, they discussed in a low voice and then they all followed suit.

The middle-aged man lost his face.

He roared, “After changing your shoes, hurry up and get on the ice. The venue fee is dozens of dollars a day!”

The children were a little afraid of him and ran away quickly.

Ling Ran slowly put the hard plastic cover on his skates before walking out.

The skates were not durable on the ground, so even if they were rented, he couldn’t ruin them.

As soon as he entered the ice rink, the familiar coolness hit his face. Ling Ran took a deep breath, the coolness penetrated his heart, and he felt his whole body relax.

This is much more comfortable than the whooshing air-conditioning in the practice room.

Looking around, the ice in the rink is mixed with milk and is milky white, reflecting the ten or so headlights overhead. It is a regular 60×30 rectangular standard arena. Everything looks acceptable on the surface.

But Ling Ran knelt and measured the thickness of the ice with his hands. It was about three centimeters, which would meet the minimum standard for the competition venue. The ice layer for regular events is 3 to 5 centimeters thick.

The conditions of the venue are still too backward.

But he couldn’t wait to try out this new body.

Ling Ran took off the hard plastic sleeves on his skates and stood on the ice, subconsciously pedaling counterclockwise.

Then…

He tumbled and fell.

The sound of laughter from other people on the ice reached his ears. The middle-aged man from that club laughed particularly loudly.

Ling Ran’s cheek was pressed against the ice, and he was still unable to react for a moment.

How many years has it been since he fell so embarrassingly on the ice?

After more than ten years of training for more than ten hours a day, he is as natural as breathing on the ice.

Instead, it became a novel experience to face now.

It was a bit novel, Ling Ran giggled softly.

He stood up on the ice, slowly slid a few steps, and soon found the reason when he fell again.

It was this body.

Most figure skaters have been skating since childhood. One of the biggest difficulties in their careers is physical development, mostly for female figure skaters.

As you grow taller, your body’s center of gravity will change, which will have a great impact on a top athlete. Many people just collapse before the growth stage and leave the game with regret, missing their beloved world of ice and snow.

Ling Ran himself had passed the growth stage, but this body was completely new.

In other words, the skills he had practiced in the past – how to find the center of gravity of the body and how to control the axis of rotation were all useless in front of the new body.

He needs to start from scratch.

Realizing this, Ling Ran took a deep breath and was not completely discouraged.

Isn’t it just getting familiar with this body again?

He has previous life experience and so much theoretical and practical knowledge! How could he not be able to do it?

At most, it’s just picking up the hardest training routine from the past.

Among other things, the first thing he would have to pick up was strength training. Ling Ran pinched the soft flesh on his arm, appalled by this.

It’s just that he is already standing on the ice now, how can he retreat immediately?

Ling Ran was a little reluctant.

He stood up on the ice, like a beginner, with his feet shoulder-width apart, leaning forward slightly, bending his knees, and letting his feet stand steadily on the blade, trying to find his center of gravity.

But although this body’s innate conditions were good, it had never skated before and had no memory of it. He couldn’t control it very well, so he fell again a few times.

When he knelt on the ice again, the middle-aged man and the group of club kids glided past him like flying, as if they were laughing at him.

Ling Ran didn’t squint. His slender eyelashes drooped slightly, focusing on finding the center of gravity of his new body. Even if he can’t adapt to this body at all, he should be able to do some basic movements that have long been integrated into his bones and blood.

This was what Huo Wenze saw when he arrived.

He didn’t know what Ling Ran was going so crazy about, and he felt a little impatient when he thought about the ridiculous old news about him that he had heard when he was abroad.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to call him, he saw Ling Ran kicking off the ice with his right leg quickly, taking off from his left foot, and suddenly he jumped into the air.

Huo Wenze didn’t understand figure skating, but he could tell that Ling Ran’s jump was a professional-level jump.

Not to mention the middle-aged man in that club.

Even though he was an unimpressive amateur coach, he could still recognize that Ling Ran’s jump was an Axel!

Because among the six types of jumps, only Axel jumps forward! It is easy to identify as it has half a turn more than a normal jump, which is a 180-degree turn.

Even though Ling Ran fell heavily on the ice again, he still did an A jump.

It’s a jump right from the beginning!

This guy indeed knows figure skating!

The middle-aged man from the club felt his face burning.

Ling Ran rose from the ice as if nothing happened at all.

It’s not a big deal if you fall thousands of times while practicing jumping. Professional athletes have long learned how to protect themselves and avoid getting hurt when they fall.

It’s just that he never expected that he could not even do 2A in a new body after being able to jump 3A effortlessly countless times.

Ling Ran suddenly felt that he was a little too optimistic.

But it’s okay if you think about it.

If you are learning all over again, you can correct the minor flaws you had in the past that are insignificant or do not even affect the referee’s score.

In terms of his technical requirements, Ling Ran is simply a Virgo who pursues perfection.

Ling Ran found his center of gravity and took off again from the front left edge, leaving a striking white scratch on the ice.

The whole silhouette is completely stretched out in the air.

Swish!

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the ice, sending up large amounts of snow and mist.

Very good, even though he had to hold on to the ice this time, he could still jump out with a 1a.

Ling Ran breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his lips.

The eyebrows and eyes exposed by the young man’s mask are as luxuriant as an ink painting, even though his hair is dyed a killer red. His smile is also pretty, especially since he hasn’t fully grown yet, exuding an innocent and bright flavor that is unique to teenagers.

If 1A could be jumped, then the other five jumps should be able to be succeeded soon.

Ling Ran was confident in himself.

But this body is too delicate.

He had only been practicing for a while, and the muscles in his legs began to ache, and his right foot, which had endured the huge force of hitting the ice, was even more sore.

Ling Ran did not wear any strict training clothes. Even with simple protective gear, his palms were still scratched by the ice when he fell.

Fortunately, he still had a lot of time, so there was no need to rush.

Ling Ran slid out of the ice rink.

When he was untying his shoes, all he could think about was that he had to customize a few pairs of skates for himself as soon as possible and hire a physical therapist. He didn’t know if there would be a coach willing to take him on since he was already 15 years old.

He was so engrossed in thinking that it wasn’t until Huo Wenze stood in front of him that he remembered that today was Mr. Huo’s birthday and that he should go back to his ancestral home to celebrate his birthday.

“Thank you, Brother Wenze, for coming to pick me up.”

Ling Ran thanked him politely. He still knew the basic courtesy.

Huo Wenze narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Ling Ran didn’t say anything else on the way back, but Huo Wenze was still keenly aware that there seemed to be something different about his cheap brother.

Ling Ran returned to his ancestral home. People came and went at the birthday party, and many people talked to him for the sake of the Huo family.

He was not used to mobile phones and social media, so what he never expected was that even if Zhong Ming didn’t care today, the topic of him ruining Zhong Ming’s performance clothes would still be a hot search topic.

Everyone in the comment section was scolding him.

[I feel sorry for Brother Ming, the trash must be jealous.]

[I feel sorry for Brother Ming 1, Ling Ran must leave! ]

[Ling Ran is ignorant, he uses this stereotyped method to harm people! ]

[Ugh, he is like a vicious cannon fodder in a slap-in-the-face article. No matter how much he jumps, it will not affect my brother Ming’s success! ]

End of the Chapter 3.

1 comment
  1. NottheVoid has spoken 8 months ago

    Ohh! Are we going to have a training montage?
    Thanks for the chapter :D!!

    Reply

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