Be good

With a sound of "beep", a ball rolled into the hole with a muffled sound, and a shot was quickly completed.

The time between classes is not long, so I need to play fast.

Jiang Hao returned to the equipment room with the powder, and saw Zongcheng standing next to the pool table holding the cue, and Lin Qianxi had just finished the cue and stood up straight.

"Can you teach me now?" Seeing that they were all fighting, he asked Lin Qianxi again.

"Yes." Lin Qianxi said, "Come on."

Jiang Hao sized him up: "Didn't you just say that you were afraid you wouldn't be able to type?"

"It can be done." Lin Qianxi smiled, glanced at Zongcheng, and now he is in a better mood.

Zongcheng's phone vibrated just in time, so he put down his club, took out his phone and went to the door: "I'll take a call."

"Yeah." Lin Qianxi took a look, guessed it was Gu Yang again, turned his head to let Jiang Hao set the ball, and looked at him again.

Zongcheng glanced at the phone, and it was indeed Gu Yang who called, holding it to his ear: "What's the matter, call me at this time?"

"Brother," Gu Yang said from the other end, "Dad, he..."

Hearing that it was related to Gu Zhiqiang, Zong Cheng's voice sank: "What about him?"

Lin Qianxi just lowered his shoulders at the pool table and turned to look at him.

"Hurry up." Jiang Hao urged him.

Lin Qianxi had no choice but to concentrate on playing again.

Probably because he was afraid that Zongcheng would be unhappy, Gu Yang hesitated before continuing: "Dad, he went to search through all the things at home, sold everything that could be sold, and sent the remaining things to Sister Cai's work place, saying She wanted to see me, but was blocked by Sister Cai."

"Isn't this what he often does? It's nothing unusual." Zongcheng said in a low voice, not wanting to hinder the two people over there playing ball: "Whatever he does, anyway, that house is not ours anymore, and you will take things if you give them. Come on, don't see anyone."

The house was sold by Gu Zhiqiang a long time ago, and Zongcheng didn't take anything with him when he left, and he didn't plan to ask for it.

Gu Zhiqiang likes to rummage and toss about, and it's not the first time he sells things anyway.

"It's okay, bro, I'll just tell you so you don't have to worry, I'm fine with Sister Cai here." Gu Yang said, "I'll tidy things up later and take a photo for you. You can see if there are any." Nothing you want."

"Whatever, I don't care." Zongcheng's tone was very indifferent, and when it came to Gu Zhiqiang, he was even more indifferent, and he was not interested in talking about that person.

"Let's put it this way, I seem to hear the billiards ringing, are you playing billiards again?"

Zongcheng glanced at Lin Qianxi who was pressing the pole over there: "Practice."

"Are you practicing with Brother Xi again?" Ji Cai's voice suddenly came out from the receiver.

Zong Cheng didn't expect that she was there, and said "Mmm".

"Sister Cai, tell me..." Gu Yang's voice was far away, and the phone seemed to be in Ji Cai's hands, and her voice came back, a little deliberately lowered: "It's competition and practice, this is Do you count?"

Zongcheng glanced at the figure at the pool table, went straight out the door, and said, "It's just practice."

"Cheng'er, to be honest, you treat Lin Qianxi differently, right? Is it because of the past? Are you deliberately suppressing yourself?"

Zongcheng didn't speak.

"It's coming again, and I'm not talking anymore." Ji Cai snorted angrily: "You just ignore people on purpose."

"Well, I did it on purpose, so I hung up." Zong Cheng really hung up the phone after speaking.

Just as he turned his head to go back, Lin Qianxi had already come out.

Jiang Hao followed behind and closed the door behind him.

"Stop fighting?" Zongcheng asked.

"Stop the fight. The break is coming to an end, and it's time to go to class." Lin Qianxi pulled the short-sleeved shirt on his body with one hand, sweating, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet, half covering the black and white. clear eyes.

Zongcheng put away the phone: "Then let's go."

"What did Gu Yang tell you?" Lin Qian asked casually as he walked west.

"It's nothing, just chat a few words." Zong Cheng didn't want to talk about Gu Zhiqiang in front of him.

Lin Qianxi was very knowledgeable, so he didn't ask if he didn't want to talk.

Back in the classroom, the bell just rang for class.

Not a minute after Zongcheng sat down, his phone vibrated again. While the teacher was not here, he clicked on it, and Gu Yang sent a WeChat message, several photos, followed by a message.

--Brother, all your things are here.

He probably flipped through it, and paused his fingers on a photo, which showed several well-packaged CDs. He glanced at Lin Qianxi who had just sat down next to him, moved his fingers, and typed.

--Send me the stuff in this photo.

Gu Yang's news came back.

--Look, when I asked you, you still said no.

Seeing that the teacher had entered the door, Zongcheng replied quickly and put down the phone.

--I want this.

Lin Qianxi turned to look at him, and Zong Cheng happened to look over again, and the two of them collided.

"Are you deserting?" he said.

"No." Lin Qianxi replied in a low voice, smiled, and turned her head to look at the blackboard. It's class, who is deserting?That is, unconsciously looked at him again.

It's almost Sunday, and it's rare that I leave school a little earlier today.

When the last class was over, Tao Xue walked through the back door, passed by Lin Qianxi's desk, and gave him a slight nod.

Seeing that Wang Xiao and the others didn't see it, Lin Qianxi smiled casually, as a response, and didn't mention the previous things.

After laughing, I went to look at Zongcheng, he was collecting books, I don't know if he didn't see it.

"Going to Yang Rui's place?" Lin Qianxi asked in a low voice, deliberately not letting others hear him, and only called him.

"Are you not in a hurry to go back today?" Zong Cheng looked over.

Lin Qianxi recalled the unpleasant quarrel with Ms. Lin when he went out in the morning, and dryly opened the corners of his mouth: "No hurry, are you going or not?"

Zongcheng stood up and looked at him.

Lin Qianxi knew that he agreed, immediately took the schoolbag, gave the door a wink, and ran out first.

Yang Rui was cleaning the counter glass in the grocery store and went out to dry the rags when he saw the two men approaching one after the other, Lin Qianxi was in front and Zong Cheng was behind, the two handsome guys were eye-catching when they walked together.

"Are you here to practice?" He pointed to the room next door: "The headlights there are broken. If you want to play, fix it yourself."

"Damn it, you didn't wait for us to do it, did you?" Lin Qianxi said.

Zong Cheng had already gone there: "I'll go and have a look."

"Look at him." Yang Rui Bai Lin glanced west and entered the grocery store.

Lin Qianxi saw that Zongcheng had entered the next door, followed to the grocery store, and wanted to buy two bottles of water before going there.

Yang Rui stood at the counter and waved to him: "The 200 yuan you left here has moved."

Lin Qianxi stood in front of the freezer and looked over: "Has he been here?"

Of course it was Qin Yidong.

"Come on, just after walking for a while, I told him that you won the championship in billiards." Yang Rui pointed to the drinks on the shelf: "The one he bought."

Lin Qianxi looked at the bottle of drink, it was very common orange juice, but the advertisement word "Champion" was printed on the bottle, he couldn't help laughing: "That idiot..."

Is this a celebration?

"I don't understand you guys. I didn't tell him that it was your money. I just said that I gave him a waiver. I was afraid that he would get angry again." Yang Rui said it anyway, and didn't get to the bottom of it. He could tell that Lin Qian West has his reasons.

Lin Qianxi pursed his lips, didn't say anything, and didn't ask Qin Yidong what he said when he heard he won the championship. He probably just replied with a particularly emotional tone about his business. I know that kid.

He opened the freezer and took two bottles of water in his hands.

Yang Rui sighed intentionally behind the counter: "It's a pity that I was a 'Winter Forest Party' before, I didn't expect you two to become like this now."

"What the hell?" Lin Qianxi was taken aback when he heard that, "Boss Yang, please don't play with me, I'm not a liberal arts student, I don't study history, what a mess."

Yang Rui rolled his eyes again, pointed at him with a toothpick: "Qin Yidong's Dong, Lin Qianxi's Lin, Dong, Lin, Dang, do you understand?"

"..." Lin Qianxi was speechless for a second: "You can really talk."

"Who hasn't had any fun yet, can't I just play around by myself?" Yang Rui glanced at the next door: "Do I have to be the 'Chengxi Party' now?"

Lin Qianxi reacted quickly: "The city of Zongcheng, the west of Lin Qianxi?"

"correct."

Lin Qianxi's eyes drifted away, and his voice lowered: "You are really successful, just make fun of me with straight men."

"What did you say?" Yang Rui didn't hear clearly.

Lin Qianxi ignored her and went to the next door with two bottles of water.

Sure enough, there was a problem with the light next door. Zongcheng's schoolbag was thrown at the mahjong table, and he was standing on the pool table, twisting the light bulb with one hand.

Lin Qianxi went in and saw his straight legs, the black shirt on his body was lifted up with his hands, and a waist and abdomen were looming, but he didn't see it clearly. The water in his hand couldn't help turning, and asked: "broken?"

Zongcheng said: "Poor contact, try again." After speaking, he let go, jumped off the pool table, went to the wall and pressed the switch, and it turned on.

"Nice." Lin Qianxi threw him a bottle of water.

Zongcheng picked it up and walked to the pool table: "Then we have two hours of ball practice at school, and you have to learn English when you go back."

"All right, I'll remember it all." Lin Qianxi put down the water, took the club, looked at him, and suddenly said, "Want to compete with me?"

"Don't you want to practice the ball? What kind of ball are you competing for?" Zong Cheng stood opposite him.

Lin Qianxi pursed his lips and smiled: "I want to compare, I will answer my question if I win, will you come or not?"

Zongcheng raised his eyebrows: "You call me Dad, I'll answer you the same."

"It's not a study problem."

Zong Cheng looked at his cheeky smile, and moved the corners of his mouth: "That depends on whether I want to answer or not."

"Then I'll clear the table with one stroke. Do you have another choice if you lose?" Lin Qianxi placed the ball and confidently lowered the rod.

Zong Chenggan mentioned it, and sat down on the table next to him: "You type it first, then we can talk about it."

Lin Qianxi hit as soon as he said, aiming at the cue ball, and as soon as the cue was delivered, the ball fell into the pocket immediately with a "click".

He really plays with momentum, and no one can stop him when he gets the momentum, one stroke, one stroke, another angle, another stroke.

The voice was so crisp and clear that even Yang Rui came over from the next door to take a look: "Did Lin Qianxi practice basketball today?"

Zongcheng leaned on his leg with his club, and looked at Lin Qianxi's low back: "Maybe."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's get beaten." Lin Qianxi switched sides again, and then hit another ball.

Yang Rui muttered a few words and went back.

With a "snap", and then a "boom", the last ball was knocked out and fell into the bag.

After Lin Qianxi finished playing, he stood up straight and said, "How is it?"

He wanted to clear the table with one shot, so there was no reason why he couldn't.

Zongcheng said, "Okay, let's ask."

Lin Qianxi grabbed the pole, leaned on the edge of the table, his eyes fell on him, he closed his mouth, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Have you practiced with others like this before?"

"No." Zongcheng replied simply.

"That's because I've only practiced like this before." The corners of Lin Qianxi's mouth curled up again.

"Yeah." Zong Cheng stood up from the table, walked to the pool table with the stick in his hand, "What's your problem?"

"If I win, I can ask casually." Lin Qianxi really asked casually, and he said it completely as soon as he thought about it. There was a string in his mind that pulled him to say that he should restrain himself, he had to practice and learn, don't think about it, otherwise There is no reason for a string to pull him to speak again.He thought for a while, then asked, "Have you ever chased a girl?"

Zongcheng put down the cue ball and looked at him.

"Why?" Lin Qianxi said confidently, "You asked me similar questions, but I can't ask you anymore?"

Zongcheng looked at the ball: "No."

No.Lin Qianxi actually felt relieved. Seeing him pressing the stick to aim at the cue ball, he touched his mouth and said absent-mindedly, "Then change it. If you have other thoughts, will it hinder your study?"

"What other thoughts?" Zongcheng sent out the rod with a "snap", stood up and changed the angle.

"That kind of thought, the kind of thought that shouldn't be there, the kind of thought that the dean's office will take to write an inspection if it knows." Lin Qianxi said in one breath.

Just as Zong Cheng was about to lower his shoulders, his eyes fixed on him when he heard this: "You mean dating?"

Lin Qianxi didn't think as straightforwardly as he said, raised his eyebrows, met his gaze, and lowered his voice, his eyes were dark and bright: "Almost, then do you think falling in love will hinder your studies? "

Zongcheng slowly stood up straight, with no expression on his face. Lin Qianxi asked him if he had ever played ball with others before, and then asked him if he had ever chased after a girl. Where is the direction, it can't be that after talking to Tao Xue a few words before, she changed her mind and wanted to accept him, and said in a flat tone: "I don't know, I haven't talked about it."

"Really?" Lin Qianxi said, "I really haven't talked about it?"

This means that you have never chased others, nor accepted others?

Zongcheng wiped the cue stick with powder, and aimed at the cue ball: "Lin Qianxi, you seem to be inquiring about my privacy."

Lin Qianxi was taken aback: "This is a problem I got in exchange for winning."

"Then what if I also clear all in one shot?" Zong Cheng lowered his shoulders, ready to deliver the shot.

Lin Qianxi stretched out his stick, pressed it on his club, and blocked his ball: "You don't want to answer?"

Zongcheng raised the pole, but he still held it tight: "Are you playing hooligans?"

Lin Qianxi smiled at him: "I used to be quite a rascal, but now I'm pretty good."

Zongcheng put down his cue and went to get his schoolbag: "If you're so obedient, practice by yourself."

Lin Qianxi followed: "What are you doing?"

"The partner trainer is not in charge of relationship counseling, so I'm leaving." Zong Cheng picked up his schoolbag and went out.

Lin Qianxi followed to the door, seeing that he had really left, he hadn't finished his sentence yet: "Fuck, stubborn..."