Ski Into Love (Hush, the king is hibernating) [Requested]

Part 73

Chapter 73: Bullying

Whether it's flatland tricks or park features, the first lesson for beginners is always balancing on the flat base of the snowboard, both at the nose and tail.

"Shift your center of gravity to your back foot, engage your core, press down, and sink into your hips. Do you know where your hips are? If you don't, you'll never understand skiing even after ten years... Then, keep pressing down. Don't move your hip axis; keep it aligned with your snowboard. Don't sway back and forth."

Lao Yan stood on his snowboard, holding his hips.

"See this? These are the hips! Keep your upper body straight. Your shoulders and body should maintain a straight line. Don't lift your front leg while your back leg stays still, causing your upper body and shoulders to lean backward. If you do that, you'll..."

Before he could finish, a student in front of him lost balance as their board slipped, falling sideways.

"Fall," he calmly added the last two words.

The movement looked simple enough – just pulling the board to one side on flat ground.

But when they tried it, they realized it wasn't that easy. Watching Lao Yan pull his board, effortlessly lifting the nose—

While riding, one doesn't notice, but when practicing these trick movements, the difference in board flexibility becomes apparent.

Lao Yan usually used a flatland-specific board, which was soft and bent like paper under his feet.

Wei Zhi tried to pull up her board, only to find it as rigid as aircraft carrier alloy.

After much effort, she barely lifted it two or three millimeters off the snow.

She was straining to pull when Lao Yan's gaze swept over her.

"Don't lean your knees forward or inward. Wrong posture makes you look ugly when riding and will ruin your joints in the future."

"My board is too stiff," Wei Zhi said.

Although her rainbow board was supposedly all-mountain, many people used it for park riding without issues. It had some stiffness to it.

Lao Yan pondered, considering his words, when the man crouching nearby said, "It's not about the board; it's about the person."

Wei Zhi glared at him.

The man had removed his goggles, hanging them around his neck. His helmet was tossed aside, leaving only his face guard.

Sensing the young girl's unfriendly gaze, he stood up and walked in front of her.

"Your hips aren't moving at all. How can you lift the board?"

He naturally placed his hand on her hip.

"This is your hip. Move it towards the tail of the board. Move it, come on! I'm holding you, what are you afraid of... Move your hip, not your butt."

He looked down at her movements, silent for a moment before concluding—

"Lao Yan's earlier comment about not knowing where the hips are was clearly about you."

His words were serious, but his hand supporting her hip moved slightly upward, his fingertips briefly brushing against the soft flesh squeezed out by her side-bending.

...Hmm, it felt nice.

Wei Zhi frowned and swatted away the man's large hand.

With a loud "smack," everyone turned to look, just in time to see the man calmly rubbing his reddened hand.