Qianli Jiangling

Jiang Li sat on the sofa, absent-mindedly recalling Sheng Qianling's golf skills.

One-shot clearing of the table in one go, wonderful and exquisite various moves, and super-powerful shots like a show of skill.

No matter which shot he recalls, it can be seen that he has indeed practiced snooker since he was a child, and his level is definitely at a professional level.

And he didn't brag, he really was "trying the pole".

Jiang Li couldn't figure it out, they were all the same age, how could someone be so much better than him in snooker, it was so far beyond him that he couldn't even see his back.

Because he is taller than himself?Because he is more handsome than yourself?

Gao Tata admits that handsome is not enough. Although the nose and mouth are good-looking, although the skin is fair and the jaw is smooth, what if there are double deformed and ugly triangular eyes under the sunglasses.

A pair of eyes ruined the entire face, everywhere.

Jiang Li also remembered that when Sheng Qianling followed Pan Deng just now, he seemed to remind him not to forget the bet in that game.

Jiang Li was discouraged for a moment, thinking silently in his heart whether it was reliable to ask him to eat a bowl of hot dry noodles for [-] yuan.If it's not enough, add a bowl of egg bar, no more.

The challenger from other places has arrived, and they discussed with Master Hong to play Chinese eight ball, 200 yuan a set.

Master Hong is not tall, his hair is already gray in his early fifties, and he looks over sixty.Playing here for many years, occupying the home court advantage, never afraid of any masters coming from all directions.

Jiang Li ran to tidy up the billiard table for them, brushing the table and arranging the ball, very diligent.When the two people who were about to compete came on the field, they sat aside and continued to be upset.

Usually he likes to watch people gamble, but now he can't calm down at all.

Why can some people hit 17 at the age of 147? !

Why can't he? !

Where can he not do it? !

Jiang Li was going crazy.

At this time, Master Hong called him: "Little Li, set the ball up."

It turned out to be a game over.

Jiang Li quickly got up and walked over.He has played here for five years, and he has a clear understanding of the national standard placement of various balls.

Especially when facing this kind of shot, he will deliberately help people he knows to compact the ball, and then push it a little bit higher, so that the chances of scoring a kick-off will be greater.

Sure enough, Master Hong scored goals with one shot. He played more than 30 dribbles in one night, and finally won a total of 400 yuan for twelve strokes.

The challenger who came over to take the long line made an expression of dissatisfaction, agreed to fight again tomorrow, and then pretended to be heartbroken and gave the money in cash.

As soon as the man left, Master Hong took out 200 yuan and handed it to Jiang Li, saying, "Xiao Li, you worked hard to help me set the ball tonight."

Jiang Li didn't hold back, took the two red banknotes and stuffed them into his school uniform trouser pocket, saying thank you.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that the money to invite Sheng Qianling to dinner had finally been settled.

After school the next day, Jiang Li went home first.

The light in the house is still dim, and the house has a stale smell of an old building.The smell of all kinds of fried noodles, fried noodles and fried rice in the snack street downstairs wafts in, intertwined with the dilapidated smell of the house.

There is a wide pole in the living room.When Jiang Li went in, he accidentally stepped on the hook of the shoulder pole, and the pole made a "bang" sound and fell to the concrete floor.

Jiang Li casually picked it up and put the pole against the wall.

Jiang Haijun still left him ten yuan for dinner.

Jiang Li stuffed the money into a book he had used in freshman year of high school, grabbed a few lollipops he bought yesterday and stuffed them into his trouser pockets, and left the house with the 200 yuan that Master Hong gave him yesterday.

I was a little early, just because I was worried that Sheng Qianling had already had dinner when it was time to play billiards.

Unexpectedly, just after entering the door, it happened that Pan Deng took Sheng Qianling and the others out for dinner.

Sheng Qianling was still wearing sunglasses, and his half-length hair was hanging down and scattered on his forehead.The nose is smooth and the corners of the lips are slightly raised.I just don't know if those triangular eyes are scary or not.

Jiang Li suddenly felt a pity.

Pan Deng said at this moment: "Little Li, are you here? Let's go to eat."

Jiang Li quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I ate it. You go, I'm here to help the guests set the ball for a while."

Jiang Li knew that he had been taken care of by Pan Deng and others for a long time, so he would always take the initiative to do what he could.

Sometimes I help arrange the ball when there are not enough waiters, sometimes I help Panden iron the tablecloth with the iron when the weather is humid, and occasionally I help the cleaning master change the square rug.

Over time, he almost became a half-skilled worker.

Seeing Jiang Li's refusal, Pan Deng didn't insist, nodded and left.

Sheng Qianling followed Pan Deng, looked back at Jiang Li's thin and slender back, and asked casually, "Uncle, does he work here?"

Pan Deng was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and replied: "Oh, you said Xiao Li, he is not, he is a sophomore in high school nearby, and he always plays with me, and I don't charge him much money, he often does something for me .He plays well and there are many people who like to play with him.”

Sheng Qianling raised his eyebrows under the sunglasses when he heard the words, "Did Xiao Liqiu play well?"

Thinking of yesterday's violent blast that only showed one shot, Sheng Qianling smiled to himself and didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Li went to watch the guests play, and then opened a practice table to practice for a while.

It is free for him to practice alone, and he only needs to pay the table fee if he loses the match, and it is [-]% off.So for a year, he actually didn't spend much money on time.

The 22 yuan yesterday was his first payment this year.

After practicing for about an hour, Jiang Li stopped.

He leaned against the snooker table, pondering why his 17-year-old should cry for his skills.

It didn't take long before he saw a slender white figure walking towards him from the corner of his eye, and turned his head to see that it was Sheng Qianling who came back from dinner.

Sheng Qianling sat down on the sofa by the table, intending to watch Jiang Li practice, and learn how his uncle said "playing well" is a good way.

Seeing Sheng Qianling sitting down, Jiang Li made a mistake, took a step forward, held the cue stick and said obediently: "Mr. Sheng, it's not my fault. I was here to treat you to dinner today, and you went out with Mr. Pan." , it doesn’t count as my breaking the appointment.”

Jiang Li's appearance is extremely deceiving.

When he doesn't eat candy, doesn't grin or smile, his fair face always has the innocence of a teenager.

And because he was wearing the summer school uniform of No. 29 Middle School, a white POLO lapel with short sleeves and blue loose trousers, and his hair was slightly fluffy, he looked soft, cute, clean and harmless to humans and animals.

But when he smiled with a candy stick in his mouth and showed his white teeth, he couldn't hide that bit of ruffianism, and the tugging all over his body poured out from every strand of hair.

But Sheng Qianling quickly grasped the point. He raised his head slightly, facing the river and asked, "Then how did you say you ate?"

Jiang Li didn't think about it, and lied as soon as he opened his mouth: "I, I just made up two random words."

Sheng Qianling didn't refute anymore, and he didn't know if he was kind and didn't ask, or he believed the reason.

After a while, he nodded lightly and said, "No need to do this."

Jiang Li stared at him, blocked by his sunglasses, unable to see his emotions.

Jiang Li asked back, "What kind?"

"You don't need to be called Teacher Sheng."

Jiang Li got excited for a while, leaned closer, revealed the nature of a wolf dog and teased: "You are older than me, so shall I call you brother?"

Saying it once wasn't enough, I felt a little taste in my mouth, and called again: "Brother?"

The young man's voice is clear and clear, but he hasn't completely turned into a man's thick, calling out the word "brother", it only makes people feel that the purest person is doing the most charming thing.

Sheng Qianling pursed the corners of his lips unnaturally, looked up at the river, and sure enough, he saw a sly smile on his face.

Sheng Qianling: "..."

This person really did it on purpose.

But the conversation between the two was forced to be interrupted.

A girl who had been playing nine balls nearby suddenly ran over and stood in front of Jiangli, blushing and shyly saying, "That...classmate, can you add a WeChat?"

Jiang Li was not surprised at all when he heard this.

He slowly took out a lollipop from his pocket, and while tearing off the plastic paper, he said with a smile, "This sister...is very brave."

After finishing speaking, he held the sugar in his mouth and bent down to approach the girl.

He got closer and closer, face to face eye to eye, a pair of starry eyes staring straight at the girl, momentarily too ambiguous and too dangerous.

Jiang Li is like a lively wanderer, exuding a charming and fiery wildness all over his body.

Such a boy with outstanding looks and sweet personality was always very attractive when he was seventeen or eighteen years old.

The girl didn't dare to vent her anger, her heart thumped and jumped out of her chest, her eyes were full of surprise and joy, she was stunned for a long time, but she didn't come back to her senses.

It seemed that the next second, he was about to kiss the boy he had a crush on for a long time.

Just thinking about it made her face hot with embarrassment.

Jiang Li was extremely stubborn, the girl bowed his head, and he bowed his head too, insisting on looking at people at close range, and he couldn't suppress the flamboyance at the end of his eyes.He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think I'm handsome?"

The girl nodded tremblingly.

Jiang Li casually pointed at Sheng Qianling, and asked with a smirk, "Then who is more handsome, me or this little brother?"

An unconvinced comparison thought suddenly flashed in Jiang Li's mind.

Is it better than snooker, better than handsome?

He is not a triangular eye!

The girl was not very old, she blushed, and answered irrelevantly: "I am also in the 29th..."

It means alumni, hope to get some communication convenience, and hope not to be forced into embarrassment.

Even if you are rejected, you will have nothing to worry about because you are outside and not in school.

Sheng Qianling quietly looked at the lip-to-lip distance between Jiang Li and the strange girl, his eyes hidden behind the sunglasses drooped, he had no intention of continuing to listen, and got up to leave.

At this time, Jiang Li quickly left the girl, grabbed Sheng Qianling's wrist with a smile, changed his cute face, and said, "Mr. Sheng, don't leave, we haven't finished talking between us."

Intimate and proud, mischievous and nasty.

Sheng Qianling's face turned to the girl, probably looking at her.

The next second, Jiang Li heard him say: "You add WeChat first."

Jiang Li glanced at the girl sideways, deliberately raised his voice, and said to Sheng Qianling, "How can I do that? I only add my girlfriend's WeChat account."

The girl heard Jiang Li's refusal, she lowered her head in embarrassment, tears filled her eyes with shame and indignation, she couldn't calm down for a long time, turned around and ran towards the front desk without looking back, and stopped playing nine balls.

Sheng Qianling was a little curious, stopped in his tracks, and asked, "How can I develop into a girlfriend without adding WeChat?"

Jiang Li reached out and hugged Sheng Qianling's shoulders, with the smile still on his face, he said carelessly, "Hey, Mr. Sheng, don't pay attention to these details."

Sheng Qianling has always been rigorous in logic, whether it is about life or snooker.

He couldn't understand the conversation between Jiang Li and the girl, but from the perspective of a bystander, he thought for a while and asked lightly: "You don't mean anything to others, why do those things."

It refers to deliberately bending down to look at her and forcing her to get closer to this series of molesting things.

Jiang Li replied nonchalantly: "It's not a bad thing to let her give up earlier."

Sheng Qianling asked again: "What if she can't give up?"

Jiang Li smiled so hard that his eyes crooked like two crescent moons.

He said angrily: "That can't be helped. As handsome as I am, I was born to bear the pain of being loved."

Sheng Qianling: "..."

Sheng Qianling is unmarried, has no experience with girls and has no love experience.Jiang Li's words were not immediately understood.

But the strange thing is that he obviously thinks that Jiang Li is a complete jerk, but he can't find anything wrong.

Even when Jiang Li boasted that he was handsome, Sheng Qianling recognized it from the bottom of his heart.

Needless to say, he was really good looking.

At this time, Jiang Li took out a black smartphone full of scratches, opened WeChat, and said, "Mr. Sheng, let's add WeChat to communicate? If I can type 147 once in my life, I will die without regret. "

Sheng Qianling didn't think too much about it, and felt that Jiang Li's wish was reasonable, so he complied with his wish and added a friend.

When writing the note, Sheng Qianling asked, "Your surname is Li? What is Li?"

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and quickly replied: "No, no, my surname is not Li, but my surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Li."

Sheng Qianling raised his head to look at the river, then lowered his head to write a note.The sunglasses slipped a little towards the tip of the nose, and he helped them back up again.

Jiang Li's brain twitched, and he explained again: "My dad picked me up in the river, and his surname is Jiang, so he just chose this name casually."

Sheng Qianling was stunned for a few seconds, pursed his lips, and said softly, "Sorry."

He obviously did nothing wrong, but he apologized first in a gentlemanly manner.

Jiang Li took out the candy from his mouth, held the orange candy stick with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, like holding a cigarette, grinned and said, "Why are you apologizing?"

Sheng Qianling added WeChat, put away his phone, and didn't speak again.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Li said in the next second: "Hey, Teacher Sheng, how about it, if you really feel guilty, accept me as an apprentice, okay?"

Sheng Qianling: "??"

What did he do to accept apprentices?

Jiang Li blinked mischievously, and pestered me with a sullen face: "Your 147 shot me, and I may never recover from it. Do you have the heart to see me become a beautiful man who stumbled? It would be a loss to the country without me as a handsome man. You're right."

With a smirk all over his face, he was successful with the unstoppable villain.

Sheng Qianling realized later how he had stepped into Jiangli's verbal trap step by step.

He received an elite education, and he had never encountered a local hooligan like Jiang Li in his living environment since he was a child. He didn't know how to resist for a while, so he took a step back and thought about how to answer decently in his mind so as not to lose his demeanor.

Jiang Li leaned over again, with a smile in his eyes, licked his red lips from eating sugar, and asked tentatively, "Teacher Sheng?"

Sheng Qianling ignored it.

Jiang Li said again, "Master Sheng?"

It still doesn't make sense.

Jiang Li: "Qianling?"

"..."

"elder brother?"

"..."

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