The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Seeing these people's reactions, Wu Tu was both amused and exasperated.

His initial low spirits upon seeing Shen Tianbao were completely dispelled by his coaxing.

The little guy happily returned to the house Richard and his family rented, video chatted with Yuna Ethan for a while, and then fell asleep.

The men's singles competition will begin the following day.

Wu Tu sat in the lounge, listening to the noise outside.

In fact, he was always very nervous every time he participated in a competition, standing in the center of everyone's attention.

He could feel his heart pounding, his adrenaline surging, and he felt incredibly excited. Every sensation in his body, down to his fingertips, became heightened.

This feeling is like extreme sports; it's addictive.

Whether it's the spotlight on the ice or the cheers from outside, Wutu remembers every single one of them and doesn't want to forget them.

He loved it, and he enjoyed it.

He came to this point on the ice with no one to support him, and now, he is surrounded by blooming flowers and bustling crowds.

Now, as everyone watches him come this far and stands here, they are so moved that they choke up and can't speak.

Every effort made by the black tusk is remembered.

It's not just his father who will shed tears for his growth.

But the only one who stayed by his side, spending a lot of time and money to support his growth, was Winston.

Because of Winston, the black clown was born here.

Richard and the others tacitly chose to have Aiden accompany the little guy, knowing that he would only feel safe with his father by his side.

Aiden stared at the black rabbit, watching him warm up.

When Wu Tu was serious, he was absolutely radiant. He probably didn't even realize how dazzling he looked.

He didn't know that those who liked him, after being amazed by his appearance, would eventually be attracted by his soul.

Aiden's gaze upon the black rabbit was like that of the most devout believer gazing upon a divine statue; a desert traveler seeing the only oasis; someone who had never seen splendor witnessing a magnificent display of fireworks.

Aiden didn't even want to blink, wanting to etch the image of the black rabbit into his mind so that he would never forget it again.

That gentle yet longing look in his eyes was just like the reaction of eighteen-year-old Aiden when he saw Ulva and wanted to keep him.

But he knew he couldn't keep Wutu, nor could he keep himself.

Lately, those trivial memories have been popping up frequently, so Aiden also hopes that when Ulva steps onto the ice, it will be Winston watching Ulva.

He wanted the little guy's beloved father to witness his most important moment.

When the little guy was ready to go on stage, Aiden gave him a hug.

They hugged him very, very tightly.

For a fleeting moment, eighteen-year-old Aiden wanted to take the little guy back to his own world.

But in the end, Aiden thought about how sad the little guy would be if he couldn't see his father.

So he released Wutu and kissed his forehead:

May glory crown your head, and may light grace your fingertips.

The little guy glanced at Aiden, but he didn't notice Aiden's unfinished words.

Aiden has become like a dutiful father, like a silent and unyielding tree, gently protecting the crow.

He watched as Wu Tu removed the scabbards from her ice skates, about to step onto the dazzling stage.

At Wu Tu's request, Yu Jue had Aiden come with them to the sidelines.

This time, Wutu hoped his father would stand behind him and push him towards the center of the ice.

This time, Wu Tu intends to dedicate everything on the world stage!

Aiden looked at the little guy dancing gracefully in the center of the ice, and as he watched his movements, he gradually began to recall his childhood.

From his first words and the pain he endured, to growing up carrying a heavy burden, through countless moments of despair and being driven to the brink of despair, he finally met Winston.

The little guy seemed to just keep spinning on the ice, like a puppet in a music box, growing up as he spun around.

He began to try to walk again on his own, even when he was unsteady, even when he was about to fall, even when his wings had been clipped and he could not jump on his right foot.

But the little guy will still jump, jump, jump again and again!

At this moment, in the live broadcast room in China, the host's voice gradually became excited:

"Ladies and gentlemen, our young Utu has now executed a quad Lutz-triple toe loop-triple Lupo!! The execution score is secure! No problem!"

"We can see that his jump setup this time had a 'do or die' mentality, and there was still a certain risk involved! The little guy's goal has never wavered or changed; he's always aimed for the gold medal! Fortunately, our young athlete's technique is solid enough. Although the last jump was a bit off, he managed to stay steady!"

"He withstood such immense pressure and endured countless hardships, finally standing center stage. The tiger roars, the sun and moon shine brightly, the tiger god marches forth. The setting sun in the pine forest roars, the tiger howls and the dragon sings!"

Even the host's voice was choked with emotion. As they watched the scores rise higher and higher, they were certain that this overwhelming dominance was unsurpassable.

The host took a moment to calm down before struggling to suppress the excitement in his voice:

"Wu Tu's fundamentals are also very solid, her footwork is smooth, and her movements are precise down to her fingertips, bringing not only competitive excitement but also an unparalleled visual experience!"

"Let's quiet down and enjoy this wonderful performance."

Richard and his family were also seated in the audience, the whole family there to cheer for Wu Tu.

They were all incredibly excited and as proud as parents of students who had just received their college entrance exam results.

Richard picked up his phone and called an acquaintance:

"Oh, how did you know my little one won a gold medal?"

Kaylan treated his social media accounts like his personal social media feed, posting dozens of celebratory messages.

Helena stood to the side, directing Lilith to take pictures of the Black Rabbit from various angles with her long-range cameras and other equipment.

However, as Lilith moved the camera, a person passing by stumbled as they passed their row.

Lilith looked up and found that the person from before was gone, seemingly blending into the crowd.

However, she keenly sensed that the person looked somewhat familiar, so she wanted to turn around to take a look, but Richard stopped her.

"It's okay, he's not important."

Richard, of course, recognized who the man was.

Meanwhile, Wu Yaochen, who was dodging around, pressed his hat down even further.

"Mr. Wu, why do we have to change seats again? Didn't you sit in that spot because you wanted to see your nephew? It's closer there..."

"Cough cough cough, and you didn't even tell me the ice rink was this cold. I'm still sick with my cold, you have to pay me back for overtime and medical expenses..."

The secretary standing next to Wu Yaochen couldn't help but complain.

But Wu Yaochen had no time to pay attention to him. At this moment, he was also so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. When he heard his secretary complaining, he just casually tapped a couple of times on his phone.

Upon seeing the large red envelope sent by Wu Yaochen, the secretary immediately raised her phone and camera to continue working.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll definitely film a 360-degree video with no blind spots! You can enjoy it when you get back!"

However, the secretary was also a little suspicious. Wu Yaochen seemed to care so much about his nephew, and he would take out Wu Tu's information and photos to check almost every now and then.

But why doesn't Wu Yaochen dare to contact Wu Tu and meet with him?