Qianli Jiangling

October 2022, 7;

At 02:30 in the morning, the billiard room was empty and silent.

The cashier had already left work, and only Jiang Li and Sheng Qianling were left practicing on the No. 1 table with the lights on.

Jiang Li was a little sleepy, and his eyelids drooped several times, but he still practiced the super low shot that Sheng Qianling taught him one shot after another.

The white ball went out and came back again, like a greedy snake, swayed a few times, and then slowly returned to the predetermined position.

But Sheng Qianling was very dissatisfied, and slapped Jiang Li on the right buttocks that were raised when he hit the ball, and there was anger in his voice: "It's five centimeters away from the target point! If you don't practice well, don't blame me for slapping you swollen." !"

Jiang Li bit his lip to wake up, still maintaining the posture of bending over to hit the ball, waiting for Sheng Qianling to help him retrieve the ball, and do it again.

Again, another five centimeters off.

Sheng Qianling got angry, and asked calmly, "Did you deliberately seek a beating?"

After speaking, he patted Jiang Li's upturned buttocks mercilessly.

When playing snooker, people have to bend over and lie on the table with their legs spread out, and the upper body and lower body need to be maintained at a vertical angle.

And because the center of gravity needs to be placed on the right foot, it is inevitable to lift the right hip so that the right shoulder, waist, and right leg are evenly stressed.

Jiang Li is tall, and his prone posture is standard, but the content of Sheng Qianling's teaching is completely different from his previous wild style of play.

It's like a person who is used to cursive calligraphy, if asked to write stroke by stroke, he shrinks back.

So his white ball deviated from the target point again and again, and Sheng Qianling slapped him again and again.

Master Yan Sheng Qianling was really a little annoyed: "Don't think that you are good-looking here, so I am reluctant to beat you. If you can't beat you again this time, I will teach you a lesson."

Jiang Li guessed what the lesson was, and his sleepy eyelids trembled.

The left hand that erected the pole trembled slightly, and then the right hand took out the pole, and did it again.

This shot went out, the super low shot was not pulled out, but too much force, the white ball bounced farther and farther away from the predetermined point.

Sheng Qianling was finally furious, with a cold face, he strode to the cashier with big strides, unplugged the monitoring lines of the audience, and turned off all the lights in the venue.

The two adequately illuminated emergency lights at the door came on, and Jiang Li stood in the dark environment, with a faint but excited light reflected in his eyes.

Sheng Qianling came back soon and pushed Jiang Li.

The cue in Jiang Li's hand fell with the trend, and fell on the table. The balls on the table were scattered and spun around.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Li leaned on the snooker table and bent down to grab the small-headed club with rough and disordered arrow patterns.

In the darkness, he heard Sheng Qianling sneer.

There was a rustling sound, and the temperature in the ball room at midnight gradually increased.

After a while, there was a thunderstorm on a clear night, and it seemed that a strong wind and rain were about to sweep in.

The emergency light at the door suddenly swayed up and down at a certain moment, back and forth, as if tireless, making people dizzy.

Jiang Li felt hot all over his body, and complained in his heart that the summer night in Wuhan was so hot.

He longed for someone to give him a glass of ice water, and fantasized about going down to the Yangtze River for a round-trip swim, so as to relieve his anger.

It's been a long time.

Jiang Li raised his head in a daze, seeing the light of the emergency light suddenly diverge, and when his dry mouth was about to be relieved, he heard the person behind him ask in a hoarse voice: "Li Li, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

You mean it, right?

On purpose, right?

right?

Jiang Li was terrified, his heart seemed to be pulled up suddenly, and he flew into the deep sea as if he lost weight at a high speed.The world was suddenly silent, and he suddenly woke up from his sleep in the suffocation like lack of oxygen.

Panting, as if escaping death.

The person in the dream refused to let him go, and repeatedly asked him if he did it on purpose, which made him break out in a cold sweat, his heart throbbed unceasingly, and he needed to breathe heavily in order to obtain a trace of thin oxygen in the deep sea.

Trembling, Jiang Li touched the phone, pressed the power button and checked the time, it was 45:[-] in the morning.

He dreamed of Sheng Qianling again.

Once again, I dreamed of the absurd and erotic scene they did in the dead of night six years ago.

Jiang Li opened his eyes in the dark, waiting for the depression in his heart to gradually subside.

He forced himself to empty his mind and think about nothing, so that he could feel a little better.

It wasn't until the heart attack was not so severe that I turned on the phone, pulled out the short video app, pulled up a bunch of snooker videos from the favorites, and started watching with squinted eyes.

Whenever he woke up from Sheng Qianling's dream, he knew that it would be difficult for him to fall asleep again.

Better watch the video.

But today is a bit unusual.

At eight o'clock in the morning, when Jiang Li wanted to wake up, he felt a reassuring drowsiness for no reason.

In just 2 minutes, breathing becomes long and even.

Finally, I was woken up by a rapid and non-stop ringing of the phone.

Jiang Li reached for the phone and lazily answered, "Hello..."

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiaojiang, why haven't you come yet? My opening activities are about to start."

Jiang Li woke up slowly.After a few laps of consciousness, the vision gradually became clear.

"Ah, Brother Zhuo, I'll get up right away and come right over."

After speaking, he dropped the phone and quickly began to get dressed.

Brother Zhuo's name is Zhuo Yunfeng, he is in his 40s, and he is a man with beards.Three years ago, I went back to my wife's hometown of Jiangling County with my wife, and met Jiang Li in a small snooker match.

Zhuo Yunfeng's snooker club opened today, and Jiang Li was invited to warm up the field and compete with a mysterious guest.

At five minutes to eleven, Jiang Li came to the third floor of Joy Building with a Hsu Fu Chi sweet orange lollipop in his mouth.

Yunfeng Snooker Club is here.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw colorful opening flower baskets filled the entire aisle.

The half-person-high bamboo basket frame contains gorgeous flowers.A tender piece and very festive.

Both ends of the flower baskets are pasted with red ribbons filled with gifts, almost all of which read "XXX congratulates Yunfeng Snooker Club on its grand opening". This "XXX" is either a person's name, a company name or other shops name.

It can be seen that the boss Zhuo Yunfeng has a lot of contacts.

Jiang Li glanced casually, not taking it too seriously.

Only change the lollipop from the left to the right mouth, continue to suck the sweet and greasy taste, and walk to the No. 1 table.

The new store opened, and many people came.

Except for table No. 1, all the [-] tables have been lit up.

On the one hand, these snooker enthusiasts came to try the new station, and on the other hand, they were also out of curiosity, wondering who the mysterious guest would be in the huge promotional poster hanging downstairs in the Joy Building.

Although it is expected that it is impossible to be a heavyweight professional player like O'Sullivan or Trump, everyone guesses that this guest is not low, at least he is someone who has won the Masters championship.

Jiang Li walked leisurely to the edge of the No. 1 table, and saw the owner Zhuo Yunfeng on the phone.

The two looked at each other, Jiang Li picked up the corners of his eyes, biting a candy stick and smiling with his white teeth, it was considered as a greeting.

Zhuo Yunfeng looked serious, and he didn't have the energy to greet Jiang Li, so Jiang Li sat down on the couch next to the table.

Turning his head, he saw a mirror at the height of the wall near the No. 1 table, and Jiang Li suddenly saw his handsome fair face.

He shook his head and sighed softly: "So handsome, will it alarm the United Nations..."

……

No wonder he is narcissistic.

He has a good figure, tall and thin, no matter what he wears, he looks like a walking hanger.His back is thin and his legs are long. Although he is over 24 years old, he is full of youthfulness, and his golfers always misunderstand that he is less than [-] years old.

Jiang Li turned around and heard Zhuo Yunfeng's clear voice: "Have you received it? Okay, okay, it only takes four to 10 minutes from Shashi Airport to Zhongxing Road. Then I will arrange for members to try it out first. Qianling for a while..."

Jiang Li was shocked.

It seems that I heard a name that I can't say and I can't be sure.

After a few seconds of distraction, I felt that I had heard wrong.

how can that be possible?

When Jiang Li turned his head again, he saw Zhuo Yunfeng hurried to the front desk.

Two minutes later, the voice of the front desk supervisor sounded in the store: "Dear friends, welcome to Yunfeng Club. Today's opening is a big bargain. If you recharge more than 2 yuan, you can not only enjoy a 3000% discount for a platinum card for life, but also get a lucky draw Opportunity... We will select two of the platinum card members to give priority to trial No. 1 table, which is of the same specification as the World Championships..."

Jiang Li sat still, so he didn't plan to recharge.

the reason is simple.

No money.

However, other fans were very enthusiastic. After listening to the radio, they came to line up, arguing that they should recharge thousands of dollars to avoid lottery draws, and they wanted to fight for the spot.

Zhuo Yunfeng was happy to see this, he kept smiling to appease the guests, and chatting with them at the same time.

The snooker circle in the county ball is not big, and these people come and go, and they have already become familiar with each other, so it is unlikely that they will really cause trouble.

It's just to stir up the atmosphere on purpose.

Jiang Li silently sat on the sofa, nibbling some candy.

After 10 minutes, the broadcast sounded again, introducing the names of the two members who had obtained the first experience qualification of Channel 1.

Jiang Li didn't move, stretched his long legs, raised his eyelids, and looked lazily.

A circle of people quickly surrounded the No. 1 table, standing at a suitable distance from the periphery of the players.A few people who were familiar with Jiangli and Zhuo Yunfeng sat on the sofa and prepared to watch the battle.

Jiang Li stared at the two members who recharged the most, and saw that they were starting to match each other.

They are all amateur players, and their accuracy and skills are not outstanding.

The high shot right plug kicked off an unremarkable round.

On the way, when the member in gray trousers bent over to hit the ball with an extension pole, another member teased him: "Old Xu, is your butt raised too high?"

Jiang Li looked over, and sure enough, he saw that the contestant known as Lao Xu had tight trousers, revealing a round buttocks, which was very sexy.

Then, someone familiar with them joked: "Others are fighting for the first shot in Jiangling, but Lao Xu just wants to be the first butt in Jiangling..."

But Jiang Li couldn't help but slander: "What is this, my butt is—"

When he realized what he was thinking, the voice in his heart suddenly stopped.

Six years ago, a person once said to him: "After playing golf for so many years, I always thought that I would be able to calm down as long as I played. It turned out that I couldn't match you."

Jiang Li asked, "Why?"

The man replied: "Your butt is so beautiful, I can't help but be distracted."

Jiang Li: "..."

Jiang Li's legs were very thin, but his hips were full and round.Especially when playing on the prone, the waist-hip curve is more and more perfectly presented.

The man always said that he was too attractive, so he was only willing to stand in front of him and teach him the serious academic style of play.But I can't help but look at him a few more times, as if I can satisfy myself just by looking at him.

Even in the dream, that person always slaps him there, and...

Can't recall anymore.

It will get sick, it will get out of control.

Jiang Li took a sip of the sweet orange lollipop, leaned back on the sofa, covered his eyes with his palms, and forced himself to drive out the figure that appeared in his mind.

The test rods of the two members finally came to an uneventful end.

The ball handler began to quickly collect the ball and clear the table, and cleared the numbers on the scorer.

Zhuo Yunfeng answered the phone again, his brows were beaming with joy, and the bearded man looked refreshed and excited.

He proudly walked around the front desk, and the radio sounded again at the front desk.

"Hello, dear members and friends. Welcome to Yunfeng Club. Today we have invited a heavyweight guest. This guest is an active professional golfer who has won the Wembley Masters Championship , and the youngest British Championship winner ever, he—”

The sound of the radio was clearly heard in every corner of the club.

The sound is smooth, without a trace of noise.

The members stopped what they were doing excitedly, and they all listened to the announcement that the mystery was about to be revealed.

When they heard these few introductions on the radio, their eyes lit up and they were refreshed, as if getting up early to wait in line for the table and recharging high-priced memberships were all worth it.

But there are also people who suddenly lost their minds and lost their souls.

In a trance, Jiang Li felt that he could not hear any sound.

His heartbeat stopped suddenly when he heard "the youngest British Championship winner", his soul seemed to be out of his body, all perceptions disappeared, and the world became a piece of whiteness.

For a moment, he felt like a dying fish, abandoned on the boundless dry beach, scorched by the sun, but he couldn't wait for the waves that rolled over.

He is dying again.

he thinks.

After a long time, his body finally warmed up slowly.

The reason was a concerned voice from beside my ear: "Xiao Jiang? What's the matter, is this, asleep?"

Jiang Li's palms were still covering his eyes.He moved his hands away slowly, opened his eyes and adjusted to the light in the club, pretended to fall asleep unintentionally, and smiled apologetically.

Then get up slowly.

Zhuo Yunfeng said: "Qianling has arrived, you are ready to play."

Jiang Li took a mouthful of the lollipop, only to find that the lollipop had melted, leaving only an orange plastic stick in his mouth.

So he grinned while biting a stick, showing his pearly white teeth, and reached out to take out a new lollipop of the same flavor from his sweatpants pocket.

While tearing off the candy paper, he saw a tall and tall figure walking towards him out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Li didn't stop moving, with a usual smile on his face, and then looked up.

He said calmly, "Hello."

Sheng Qianling in formal attire stood still in front of Jiangli.

He was wearing a white shirt with a black vest and a pair of suit pants.This is the most common dress for professional snooker players during the game. The cuffs of the vest are loose, and the national flag and sponsor LOGO will be pasted on the chest.

But Sheng Qianling came to cheer on the coach's old friend today, and he didn't wear those complicated epaulettes. He only wore a bow tie at the neckline of his shirt, looking gentle and gentlemanly.

It took only two hours and 35 minutes to fly from Beijing to Jingzhou, thousands of miles apart.

He didn't know that there was only two hours and 35 minutes between Jiang Li and him.

Sheng Qianling's secretive eyes fell on Jiang Li's fair face.

Then, looking down, he silently stared twice at the candy stick in Jiang Li's mouth.

Time can't bear to interfere with the reunion of old friends, so it quietly stops for a while.

After a while, Sheng Qianling spoke softly——

"Lili, long time no see."

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