Qianli Jiangling

The daily life in the training center is basically boring practice, occasionally with the club, and now everyone sees the excitement, put down the clubs and gather around.

Guo, Li Liang, and Jiang Hui sat in a row on the sofa next to the table where Jiang Li was practicing just now.

Seeing that no one was scoring and picking up the ball, Guo Tong quickly stood up and set the ball for Fu Yu and Jiang Li.

Jiang Li dusted his new cue with fine powder, glanced casually at Fu Yu, and asked, "How many can you grab?"

After speaking, he glanced at the wall clock on the wall in the hall, and asked himself: "It's a bit late, so let's grab a three (best of five games), okay? After three sets, I can go to dinner."

The tone is frivolous, the content is arrogant, and there is no fear in the eyes.

Fu Yu was choked by him, snorted coldly, and said, "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

Facing a professional player, an amateur player has the guts to predict that he will win 3:0, it is really audacious.

Fu Yu turned around holding the club, and when he looked at Sheng Qianling, his expression was a little bit unconsciously wronged again.

He said, "Brother Ling, why is your disciple like this..."

Jiang Li stood a little far away, listening to Fu Yu's tea and tea talk, glanced at Sheng Qianling's cold and pale face, and walked towards the teeing area expressionlessly.

Guo Tong has already helped them set up the ball, and also brushed the table thoughtfully by the way.

Since it is a contest with a bet, everything will be implemented in accordance with international standards.

Jiang Li and Fu Yu started to compete, and after a few seconds, Jiang Li got the kick-off.

He played the first shot very conservatively, without blowing up the ball, but calmly used a high stick to the right to drive away the corner of the red ball, allowing the white ball to return.

Fu Yu came on the court, didn't take a good chance, and followed up with a defensive shot.

But this shot revealed a red ball, but it was far away from the white ball, so he wasn't too worried.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Jiang Li came on the court, he bent down and started to attack the red ball.

With a sound of "snap", the red ball fell into the bag, and the white ball knocked away the remaining red balls, achieving a wonderful combo with K.

As soon as Tianxiu shot this shot, the onlookers said: "..."

Sheng Qianling smiled lightly, and took a drink from the water bottle that he had drunk in the river.

When Jiang Li played, his expression was very enthusiastic, and he was not so calm and expressionless like most players.

He has a smile at the end of his eyes, and the corners of his lips will naturally rise. He exudes wantonness and fanaticism all over his body. The ball and cue have become his powerful weapons, making him look like a billiard ruffian.

He began to show off his amazing accuracy.

One red and one color, the playing is extremely smooth and natural, and it doesn't take much thinking time at all.

Guo Tong, who picked up the ball for him, turned green.

There is no reason for it.

Guo Tong's style of play is like this, "he is good at attacking and pouring down the opponent to blind him". To do this, he must have super accuracy and ensure that there is no slightest error in every shot.

Jiang Li was clearly using the style of play that Guo Tong was best at and far superior to him, easily showing off Fu Yu's face.

Fu Yu: "..."

Guo Tong: "..."

Jiangli led 1:0 in the first game.

In the second game, Jiang Li changed his style again.

This time, he began to imitate Li Liangping.

Li Liangping is nicknamed "Grinding King" because he has a slow shot, likes to defend, and likes to play snooker.This has extremely high requirements on the golfer's technique.

With a smile on the corner of Jiang Li's mouth, he casually began to show off his proficient swing skills.

Zuo plugs high shots, Tie Ku fixes the shots, spins the ball, and plays wonderfully, making the audience dazzled.

Seeing Jiang Li playing the strokes he had taught, Sheng Qianling couldn't help but sit up straighter and stared at the table intently.

He could see that in the six years since he was separated from Jiang Li, Jiang Li's football skills had actually improved more than that in Wuhan.Originally, he thought that Jiang Li had given up everything he had taught, but now that he saw it, he realized that Jiang Li must have worked hard to achieve such an easy god-level defense today.

Jiang Li guessed what his master was thinking, and raised his eyes to meet Sheng Qianling's.

In the tacit understanding that silence is better than words, Jiang Li frowned and smiled triumphantly at Sheng Qianling.

After breaking up with Sheng Qianling, Jiang Li really thought that he would never use the technique taught by Sheng Qianling.

But one day, he remembered the words that Sheng Qianling repeated in a certain restaurant on Liji North Road -

"I hope you will never give up on snooker. I hope that when you encounter difficulties and want to retreat in the future, think about the exhausted perseverance on the day of the exam."

Therefore, during the countless long days and nights when I missed Sheng Qianling, I practiced these techniques tirelessly.

In the second game, Jiang Li kept defending, and Fu Yu was so frustrated.

This round lasted nearly an hour, but Jiang Li still won easily.After scoring the last black ball, he even raised his eyebrows, and nodded to the "Grinding King" Li Liangping.

Li Liangping: "..."

He couldn't bear it any longer, and turned to Sheng Qianling and said, "Qianling, did you deliberately bring your apprentice here to humiliate us?"

Sheng Qianling smiled unconsciously, and said modestly, "He's basically okay."

Li Liangping: "..."

Fu Yu who lost the second game: "..."

Now the score is 2:0.

Jiang Li had already imitated Guo Tong's strong attack and Li Liangping's defense, and easily took Fu Yu for two rounds.

Jiang Hui, who had been sitting and watching the ball quietly, realized it belatedly at this moment, and a chill rose behind his back.

He had a bad premonition. He was just about to communicate with Sheng Qianling when he heard Jiang Li speak.

Jiang Li looked at Sheng Qianling helplessly, and said slowly, "Master, snooker is really difficult..."

Jiang Hui: "..."

Guo Tong: "..."

Li Liangping: "..."

Fu Yu: "..."

It was Jiang Hui himself who said that it was so difficult for snooker to turn around and reach the semi-finals of the World Snooker Championship.

Jiang Li just played one game and almost offended all the professional players here.

However, he himself didn't know it, so he ran back to Sheng Qianling, drank a few sips of water, and said with firm eyes: "Master, I'm going to be serious in the third round."

The rest of the players: "..."

After all, Fu Yu was a professional player. Although his emotions caused him to be beaten in the first two rounds, he quickly calmed down and prepared to suppress Jiang Li with his stealthy skills.

When it was his turn to play, the kickoff gave a hard spin, bringing the white ball back and snugly in front of the four-pointer in the tee box.

Jiang Li stared at the ball closely, his eyes suddenly changed!

Because he could see that this was Sheng Qianling's special skill - post-snooker defense!

Back then, when he confessed his love to Sheng Qianling at Shiguang Billiards in Wuhan and deliberately forced him to bet with himself, Sheng Qianling showed off this god-level stroke.

So far, even Jiang Li has not learned it!

Jiang Li's heart sank, he raised his face and glanced at Sheng Qianling.

Sheng Qianling was startled, and suddenly felt the air pressure in Jiang Li's body drop suddenly.

Starting from this shot, Jiang Li stopped talking, didn't look at anyone, just lay down firmly on his stomach, and started to use the new clubs that had just been ground in the afternoon to play a dazzling set of shots - super low shots.

This is also Sheng Qianling's unique skill, and he solemnly taught it to Jiang Li when he was teaching at that time.

Jiang Li has practiced hard for six years, and he has already reached the pinnacle of practice.

He always remembered that Sheng Qianling said that the main purpose of this kind of ball is to prevent the opponent from hitting the snooker ball.

The competition quickly entered a fierce stage.

With a cold face, Jiang Li tried his best to hit super low shots one after another, breaking Fu Yu's snooker ball forcefully, and made Fu Yu no longer have the chance to play this dazzling prevention.

There is no suspense in winning the third game.

With both offense and defense in Jiangli, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, and it is even easier to clean up Fu Yu than when he was playing amateur games back then.

Back then, he used his cleverness to interfere with Fu Yu's mood, but now, his skills have far surpassed Fu Yu's, and he has absolute strength, so he doesn't need to think about anything else.

After a game, it was indeed Jiang Li's preset 3:0.

The professional players watching couldn't help but started applauding, completely forgetting how Jiang Li imitated and teased them.

Competitive sports, only the absolute strong will be respected.

After Jiangli's three-shot show, there is no need to say more about the technology.

Fu Yu was beaten so pale, he came over reluctantly, lowered his head slightly, and said to Jiang Li, "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have provoked you."

The anger in Jiang Li's heart did not pass, but he didn't want to provoke a child, so he nodded politely and calmly: "It's okay, it's good to communicate."

When he turned his head, Jiang Li's usual conceited smile appeared on his face again.

The whole body is relaxed, showing yuppie.

He put away the cue, walked to Sheng Qianling, and said calmly: "Master, I'm hungry, let's go have dinner."

Sheng Qianling stared into Jiang Li's eyes, didn't think there was anything unusual about him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

Jiang Li played the game heartily, which gave Sheng Qianling a great surprise.

He praised Jiang Li sincerely: "Li Li, you played very well today."

There was a smile in Jiang Li's eyes, but he still didn't have any other emotions, and said, "Master taught me well."

It seems that I really think so.

Sheng Qianling didn't think about it. After putting away the cue, he took Jiang Li downstairs to have dinner.

Jiangli couldn't taste anything, so he just ate some.After eating, I said that I felt very tired and wanted to go back to rest early today.

Sheng Qianling didn't feel anything was wrong at all, so he followed Jiangli back very considerately.

After opening the door and entering the room, Jiang Li still smiled softly, did not mention anything about tonight's game, but said, "Brother Ling, I went shopping this morning and bought you a present."

Sheng Qianling asked, "What is it?"

Jiang Li went to the bedroom and took out the black tie he bought, shook it in front of Sheng Qianling, and said, "Brother Ling, sit here, and I'll see if it fits for you."

The place Jiang Li pointed to was the corner of the sofa in the living room. There was a built-in hanging wall lamp on that wall. The lamppost was as thick as someone's wrist and very strong.

Sheng Qianling was very happy to receive the gift, so he obeyed Jiang Li's wishes and sat on the other side of the sofa.

Jiang Li came over with a tie in his hand, lowered his eyelashes, bit his thin lips lightly, and lowered his head to adjust the end of the tie.

Sheng Qianling also looked down, his right hand naturally dropped to the side of the armrest of the sofa, staring at Jiang Li's slender white hands and pointing his eyes out.

At this time, Jiang Li quickly grabbed Sheng Qianling's empty right hand, wrapped the tie around his wrist as quickly as lightning, and then wrapped the tie around the lamp post of the wall lamp next to him, wrapping it several times, and tied it into a tight knot.

Sheng Qianling didn't react for a while, and raised his astonished face to look at Jiangli.

He asked, "Lili, this is?"

Only then did Jiang Li sneer, checked the knot that couldn't be untied with one hand, restrained all his tenderness, and said coldly, "Sheng Qianling, just sit here."

Sheng Qianling: "..."

As soon as the full name was revealed, Sheng Qianling naturally knew that Jiang Li was angry.

Jiang Li tied Sheng Qianling to the sofa, and slowly went to take a bath by himself.

He went into the master bedroom and took a pair of underwear, walked over from the living room, stepped on his slippers and walked to the bathroom, not looking at Sheng Qianling from the beginning to the end.

Sheng Qianling's heart seemed to be scratched by Toba, and he couldn't help calling him softly: "Lili..."

As a result, Lili ignored it.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Li came out of the bathroom covered in moisture.

Sheng Qianling looked up, his eyes suddenly deepened, and his gaze fell on Jiang Li for a moment.

Jiang Li had just finished taking a shower, and he was only wearing a pair of black underwear.

Holding a large pure white bath towel in his hand, he slowly wiped the moisture off his upper body.

He was thin, but in good shape.The clavicle is prominent, the chest and abdomen are flat, without a trace of fat.The skin is white and tender, and because I just took a bath, there is a layer of healthy and charming powder all over my body.

The legs under the underwear are long and straight, the body hair is not obvious, the lines of the thighs and calves are very smooth, not too thin, they are very eye-catching and well-proportioned.

After Jiang Li finished wiping the water off his body, he sat down directly opposite Sheng Qianling, lifted his feet up, put them on his thighs, and began to carefully wipe the water stains from his feet again.

His movements were very slow and gentle, clearly he was doing something very ordinary, but it made Sheng Qianling's throat tickle watching him.

Sheng Qianling's Adam's apple slipped, and he said softly, "Li Li, why are you tied up?"

Jiang Li tilted his head slightly, gave him a cold and alienated look, and continued to wipe the other foot.

Sheng Qianling stared at the delicate skin and tender flesh all over Jiang Li, only feeling that the temperature in the living room had risen a lot, subconsciously begged: "Li Li, let me go first, and talk if you have something to say."

Jiang Li finally finished wiping his feet, raised the towel, casually threw it on the sofa, and stood up.

He walked up to Sheng Qianling in a few steps, looked at him condescendingly, suddenly raised his foot to cover a certain part of Sheng Qianling, stepped on it lightly a few times on purpose, and said, "Brother Ling, what are you talking about?"

This "Brother Ling" was called in a strange way, obviously imitating someone else's name.

Sheng Qianling was stepped on by Jiang Li, and quickly reacted, his face flushed, and he explained in a calm voice: "Li Li, I can't control how people call me."

Jiang Li was not relieved, stepped on it a few more times, and said in a frivolous tone: "Oh, that's right. You can't help practicing with him for more than a year, and you can't help yourself to teach someone to play snooker defense."

He was so angry that he couldn't bear to have an attack in the training center, so he kept pretending to be calm, and only showed his anger when he got home.

Sheng Qianling felt a burst of numbness rising from the soles of his feet, rushing to the pituitary gland of his brain, and he had to raise his head to beg for mercy: "Lili, I didn't teach him. He studied my game video and practiced it himself. of."

Jiang Li was overwhelmed by jealousy, so he ignored Sheng Qianling's explanation and continued to stomp on him.

It was not enough to lightly step on it, and it was necessary to draw circles vigorously in different ways, so that Sheng Qianling quickly gave an excited and cheerful reaction.

Sheng Qianling couldn't resist Jiang Li's teasing at all, and soon fell into a deep emotion. He raised his head and looked greedily at Jiang Li, layers of ruddy appeared on his handsome face.

His thin lips parted slightly, exhaling lightly but warmly.

"Lily, don't torture me like this."

When Jiang Li thought of Fu Yu's naked eyes when he was looking at Sheng Qianling, he became angry, and then he vented all his anger on Sheng Qianling.

He looked at Sheng Qianling indifferently with his peach blossom eyes downcast, slowly retracted the soles of his raised feet, and used his knees to vent his anger.

He stood up straight, knelt down with his right leg on the sofa where Sheng Qianling was sitting, and rubbed it lightly with his knee, regardless of Sheng Qianling's reaction.

Sheng Qianling had one free hand, and he quickly reached out to wrap his arms around Jiang Li's waist, sliding his hand down, touching Jiang Li's slippery buttocks.

Then, the palm of the hand seemed to have been electrified, and suddenly caught fire.

Jiang Li didn't want to take advantage of him so easily.

When Jiang Li felt that Sheng Qianling's flame was burning all over his body, he broke Sheng Qianling's hand forcefully, stepped back a few steps, and put a little distance away from him.

He stared at his master coldly, and said seriously, "Go find Fu Yu, he has liked you for so many years and for such a long time, it's hard to let him down, isn't it?"

Sheng Qianling leaned back on the sofa, his eyes seemed to be filled with water, and there were ripples.

With a hoarse voice, he continued to beg for mercy: "Lili, it's all my fault, let me go first..."

Jiang Li pulled the towel on the other side of the sofa, stepped on the slippers and walked towards the master bedroom. After taking two steps, he looked back at Sheng Qianling and said expressionlessly, "You just stay here, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

After finishing speaking, I really don't care about it and don't look back.

Sheng Qianling's heart was already hanging on a thread like a thousand weights, floating in the air, and the blood in his whole body was almost boiling.

The dense wildfire touched every inch of his skin, almost burning him unconscious.

Seeing that Jiang Li was about to close the bedroom door, Sheng Qianling begged in desperation: "Baby, don't go..."

Jiang Li: "..."

The author says:

I'm just asking if you're motivated.