Qianli Jiangling

The last row of No.20 No. 7 High School Grade [-] ([-]) Classroom.

Jiang Li listened to the English teacher's lecture with dull eyes, as if he was listening to a noisy wordless book.

Chen Shushu, who was at the same table, was secretly flirting with girls on the 3G Internet at the table. Seeing Jiang Li looking as if he was about to die, he leaned over and asked, "Brother Li, what's wrong?"

Jiang Li sighed leisurely, and replied: "You ordinary people don't understand the troubles of being handsome."

Chen Shushu was not annoyed, he turned on the mute and shook his Wechat, and said while shaking, "We ordinary people have grown ears to hear what troubles Shuaibi has."

Jiang Li felt that this was a good opportunity to discuss, and for a moment he forgot that he was in class, and said to his deskmate in a normal voice, "That's what happened——"

As soon as the words came out, the classroom suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Many students in the front row turned their heads to look at the last row.

When he looked up, Jiang Li remembered that this was "Mei Chaofeng"'s English class.

The English teacher's surname is Mei, Mei Chaofeng. The name is quite poetic, but a few years ago, a martial arts work became popular.

In addition, Teacher Mei Chaofeng has a very hot temper, and the students simply call her "Mei Chaofeng" in private.

"Mei Chaofeng" said: "Jiangli! Stand outside if you don't attend class, don't affect others!"

Jiang Li swiftly put away the book, winked at the teacher, and went out to stand for punishment.

Chen Shushu deserves to be a good tablemate in China. When he saw Jiang Li going out, he couldn't bear his curiosity, so he raised his hand and said, "Mei Chao—Mr. Mei, I apply to go out to accompany Jiang Li!"

Teacher Mei frowned deeply and waved her hands, then turned around to write on the blackboard, out of sight and out of mind.

Chen Shushu and Jiang Li stood in a row, and Jiang Li asked him at the same table seriously: "Tell me, how can I deal with a man?"

Chen Shushu was terrified when he heard the words, and thought of Jiang Li saying that his uncle was old and weak, so he folded his arms around his chest in fright, and asked with trembling eyes, "Brother Li Li Li, brother brother, brother brother, you didn't do this."

Jiang Li glanced at him, and replied flatly, "Be your mother."

Chen Shushu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had solved his own crisis, he asked, "What kind of man are you going to deal with?"

Jiang Li picked up the key points and said that he wanted to be a teacher but was flatly rejected because he was late.

Chen Shushu repeated: "So that guy plays well, is not short of money, and is principled, so you can't handle it?"

Jiang Li nodded irritably.

Sheng Qianling was the first person to hit him 147, and also the first person who could crush him with accuracy.

This is like a person's first time, whether it is pain or pleasure, it is always unforgettable.

He wanted to worship Sheng Qianling as his teacher, and wanted to improve his snooker level to a higher level.

However, he was wronged because Jiang Haijun sprained his ankle that day and missed the eleven o'clock that Sheng Qianling said.

Chen Shushu thought for a while, and seriously came up with a bad idea: "Brother Li, why don't you try selling your body?"

Jiang Li actually felt that this idea was not biased, but asked melancholy: "What if that person doesn't accept my body?"

Chen Shu: "..."

In the evening, when Jiang Li went to time billiards again, his brain twitched, and he told Sheng Qianling what Chen Shushu said.

At that time, Sheng Qianling was training routinely in the corner.

Practice your accuracy shot after shot, and play every shot after shot.

He was wearing light blue loose mid-sleeves, and a pair of black slim-fit pants with a length of three quarters. He looked refreshing and handsome.

And because he wore sunglasses in the ball room, he added a bit of noble youthful air, which attracted other guests to look around frequently.

With a Xu Fu Ji lollipop in his mouth, Jiang Li sat on the sofa next to Sheng Qianling's table, eating and watching silently.

Seeing Sheng Qianling taking a halftime break, Jiang Li ran over like a dog, took the cue for Sheng Qianling, leaned against the cue hole on the side of the coffee table, and asked solemnly: "Mr. Sheng, if I betray my Flesh, can you give me another chance to take the exam?"

Sheng Qianling was drinking water. Hearing this sentence, he couldn't care about his demeanor and elegance for a while, and sprayed out a sip of water.

After spraying the water, he hurriedly pulled the tissue paper, wiped off the water stains on his mouth, and turned his back to straighten the water-stained collarbone.

Sheng Qianling has always been a gentleman, this was the first time he lost his manners in front of people, he seemed a little embarrassed, and instead said to the culprit, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Li poked his nose up and said, "It's okay, it's okay, if you really feel sorry, give me another chance to take the exam, okay?"

Sheng Qianling: "..."

He simply couldn't understand Jiang Li's brain circuit.

"You have already missed the opportunity." Sheng Qianling said.

Jiang Li asked: "Then accept my body?"

Sheng Qianling looked back at the river.Through the sunglasses, he saw Jiang Li's frank eyes.It seems that it is not a joke, but a feasibility that is rationally thought out in order to achieve the goal.

Sheng Qianling: "..."

The two were silent for a while before Sheng Qianling said, "Hold—"

He was about to say "sorry" again, and he swallowed it quickly after he uttered a single word, for fear that the river would make an inch of it and torture him.

Finally, after a long time, I said, "I'm not interested in boys."

Jiang Li sighed, as if he was quite disappointed, with obvious depression on his face.He bit his rosy lips for a while, thinking of some embarrassing past events, his heart was sour.

The two sat side by side with a black marble coffee table between them.

Jiang Li smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "I'm sorry, I pester you so much every day, it's annoying, forget it."

Sheng Qianling's heart softened, and he looked at Jiang Li's lost and sad face through the sunglasses.

The young man was good-looking, he frowned slightly, pouted his lips at first, and I felt pity for him, as if the whole world owed him, and the lights in the ball room were dimmed a lot because of this.

Jiang Li said again: "I was late that day because my dad was injured, and I took him to see a doctor. Although he always scolded me as a dog, saying that I was shameless and had no asshole, he treated me like a stray dog." Big, I can't leave him alone."

Sheng Qianling: "..."

I don't know why, but he always loses his voice in front of Jiangli more and more.

He couldn't keep up with Jiang Li's thinking, and he didn't have ears to listen to Jiang Li's rambunctious words, but he could clearly empathize with Jiang Li's sadness.

It feels weird.

Jiang Li compared himself to a "stray dog", and his eyes suddenly turned red.As if entering some kind of sad and embarrassing memory, the aura of the whole person sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He said: "Mr. Sheng, you and I are from two different worlds, and I shouldn't think highly of you."

It's not enough to say that, he had to stand up, bowed deeply to Sheng Qianling who was sitting, and said "I'm sorry", before turning around slowly, dragging his long legs and walking out dejectedly.

As soon as he turned around, his expression changed.

step.

two steps.

Call me quickly.

Jiang Li thought anxiously.

Three steps.

Four steps.

Why hasn't Sheng Qianling called me?

Why is this cruel dog man so hard-hearted?

five steps -

"Jiangli."

Sheng Qianling's voice finally sounded behind him.

Jiang Li quickly turned his head, still putting on that lovely and pitiful appearance, really like a down and out stray dog.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Qianling said, "You didn't take your schoolbag."

Jiang Li: "..."

Fist hardened.

Jiang Li's hair limply covered his brows and eyes, and the corners of his eyes were red, as if he had been greatly wronged.

But he didn't dare to explode, so he had to jog over with his head down, hooked his schoolbag and threw it on his body, and walked away like a little wife.

After walking a few steps, I heard Sheng Qianling say again: "It's 61 o'clock this week, don't be late again."

When Jiang Li heard what he wanted to hear, his joy overflowed in words instantly. Regardless of the occasion, he quickly turned around and rushed towards Sheng Qianling, put his arms around his shoulders, slammed into his arms, and said cheerfully: "Okay! I see, I Be sure not to be late, and I must be on time for the second exam!"

Sheng Qianling was hit so hard that he had to sit upright and push away from the river.

Glancing again at the look in Jiang Li's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then reacted helplessly after being slow for two seconds——

He was fooled again.

……

It's Saturday again.

At 10:30, Jiangli ran to the gate of Time Billiards to wait for Sheng Qianling.

After getting along these days, he has almost figured out Sheng Qianling's routine.

Every day when the golf room opens at eleven o'clock, Sheng Qianling will come to practice. At five or six o'clock in the evening, he will go out to have a meal with Mr. Pan and the others, and then come back to practice again.Practice until eleven or twelve at night before going back to sleep.

It's like a tireless training machine.

At exactly eleven o'clock, the cashier who came to work opened the door.

Sheng Qianling walked out of the elevator on the fifth floor, and saw Jiang Li standing obediently at the door.

Jiang Li didn't wear a school uniform today, but changed into a very seductive private clothes.

A white bottoming short sleeve was worn inside, and a black and white textured shirt was worn outside. The shirt was unbuttoned, and it was loosely worn on dark blue jeans.

Although he is thin, he is not skinny. On the contrary, the waist and hips can fully support the curvature of these trousers.

Sheng Qianling glanced at him a few times, and felt that he was the kind of person who could be called one in a million regardless of appearance or bone appearance.

No wonder he is narcissistic.

There is indeed narcissistic capital.

When Jiang Li saw Sheng Qianling, he restrained himself a little in a low-key manner.He ran over in small steps, and the light fell into his eyes, turning into two shining little stars.

Jiang Li seemed to take a look at Sheng Qianling, gave a thumbs up, flattered him and said, "Mr. Sheng, you are so handsome."

It's not as arrogant as that day when he forced the confessing girl to ask who is more handsome among them.

Sheng Qianling was immune to sugar-coated bullets, and knew why Jiangli praised him.

So he looked down at Jiang Li's face and said, "It's useless to praise me, I will accept you as a disciple only after passing the exam."

Jiang Li still smiled obsequiously, followed Sheng Qianling, raised his fair face and asked, "What are we going to test today?"

Sheng Qianling asked the cashier at the front desk to open two practice tables, then went to the club cabinet to take out his club box, and said as he walked, "Test your strength."

Jiang Li thought about it for a second, like a beautiful woman sitting still, and was a little awkward for a while, and said ambiguously: "You don't have to play so big..."

Sheng Qianling: "??"

When the two reached the edge of the table, Jiang Li realized what Sheng Qianling was talking about.

It's very simple, that is, as long as Sheng Qianling practiced today, Jiang Li had to practice as long as he did.

Once you are too tired to stop in the middle, the exam will be over and you will not pass.

Sheng Qianling couldn't tell what his real purpose in setting up this exam was.

Is it deliberately making things difficult for Jiang Li, so that he will retreat in spite of the difficulties; or is it out of sympathy for a talented golfer, hoping to tap his greatest potential.

But in any case, Jiang Li needs to pass today's test before Sheng Qianling decides whether to spend his precious time teaching him the skills and strokes that he has practiced hard for more than ten years.

Jiang Li said confidently: "Hey, that's it? Physical combat, I can do it."

It's just that he talked too much.

Since childhood, Sheng Qianling has maintained a training intensity of five hours on weekdays and ten hours on holidays.Especially after puberty, the physical strength is more vigorous, and sometimes it is not a problem to practice for twelve hours.

But Jiangli is different.

He is an amateur and rarely has consistent practice time.He is usually inactive in sports, and can rarely keep hitting the ball for a long time.

An hour or two is nothing to worry about.

Three or four hours can last.

After five or six hours, he was already dizzy from exhaustion, as if there were countless flying insects hovering in front of his eyes, buzzing non-stop.

Another look at Sheng Qianling.

I saw him picking up the ball and swinging the ball gracefully, practicing non-stop, as if everything else had nothing to do with him.In his eyes and heart, there are only those fifteen red balls and six colored balls.

Even though the world is raging with wind and snow, he is the only one who is still alone.

Jiang Li suddenly thought of what Sheng Qianling meant when he told him to come over after eating.

It's really a struggle to the limit.

This is even more difficult than a beautiful woman sitting still in her arms.

But it was not easy to get the opportunity of this exam, Jiang Li didn't want to give up, so he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Those balls were hit by him repeatedly, one by one fell into the bag, and one by one was picked out.

He was a little hungry, but Sheng Qianling didn't speak, and he didn't dare to speak, so he had to endure the dizziness and continue training.

Sheng Qianling was by Jiang Li's side, keeping a close eye on his condition.

Seeing that Jiang Li's ball could no longer hit every shot, he knew that he had reached the state of exhaustion and collapse, but he stubbornly refused to give in.

Can not help but a little funny.

Sheng Qianling slowly put away his cue, walked to the sofa, took a sip of water, and said calmly, "You still owe me a meal, remember."

Jiang Li missed his hand, and the ball on the table was missed. After hitting a few pools, he didn't know where he went.

He got up and stood up, only to feel that his right leg was as heavy as if it was tied with hundreds of catties of solid copper. He showed tiredness for a moment, and replied, "I remember."

Sheng Qianling said: "Let's go, let's go eat first."

This means it's time for halftime.

Jiang Li cheerfully put down his cue and ran towards Sheng Qianling.

Instinctively, he wanted to rush to Sheng Qianling's side, but suddenly realized that this action was indecent, so he had to brake halfway and wobbled to a stop.

It wasn't until the two of them reached the first floor of CapitaLand across the road that Jiang Li remembered a very, very important thing.

—He has no money.

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