Qianli Jiangling

Jiang Li, as long as he believes in one thing, he will bring out his shameless good character to the extreme.

When he was 12 years old, he came to Shiguang to watch people play. In fact, he was very unpopular. He was always chased away by the guests and then ran back by himself.

One eye is watery, like a simple puppy, it does not make a sound when it is bullied, it just goes out and in, and out again.

Later, I became familiar with it, and I would obediently help people pick up balls, help people pass water, and help people run errands to buy cigarettes, and they don’t need to be paid. Watch them play snooker.

After a long time, I was finally accepted slowly. I was allowed to sit on the sofa by the table, and was asked to score and take the shots.

His life motto is - "Thick-skinned people win the world."

So right now, if he wanted to worship Sheng Qianling as his teacher, if the other party refused, he would not give up easily.

Sheng Qianling was very distressed. He got up and wanted to walk away, but Jiang Li blocked him step by step and asked sideways, "Is it okay, Master?"

I haven't agreed yet, so "Master" is called.

Sheng Qianling was a little embarrassed and had a headache, and it was really hard for him to resist Jiang Li's soft-heartedness.

He didn't want to accept apprentices, and he had no experience with this kind of ruffian at all, so he asked, "We've only known each other for how long, why do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Jiang Li pinched the tip of the club with his fingers, shook it for a while, and said seriously: "Because you are the best golfer among the people I know."

Sheng Qianling subconsciously frowned, and said, "If you know a better player than me again, will you betray me immediately?"

Jiang Liqing blurted out sincerely: "Of course not. The first time I saw someone hit 147 with my own eyes, it was you. I just want to worship you as my teacher."

Teenagers only submit to those whose skills are far superior to their own.

Right now, he has something to ask for from others, so naturally he wants to say all the good things.Even if Sheng Qianling asked him to kneel down to worship his teacher at this moment, I'm afraid he wouldn't say a word, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed a few times.

However, Sheng Qianling just wanted to get rid of this hot potato in Jiangli, and deliberately made things difficult: "I have very high requirements for accepting apprentices. I have to take the exam first, and I can only pass the exam."

When Jiang Li heard this, a pair of dark eyes suddenly brightened.

He raised his head, grinned with pearly white teeth, and said, "Okay, I'll take the exam!"

Sheng Qianling had no choice but to go back to the sofa next to the table and sit down, bent his long legs, looked at the river, and said: "I have limited time, and I can only stay here for a few months at most, so I don't want to waste time. Basic apprentice."

Jiang Li blinked and nodded: "Yeah."

Sheng Qianling said: "There are two exams. The first is to hit [-] free kicks, and every shot is required."

When Jiang Li heard this, he immediately became elated, and the arrogance and arrogance all over his body couldn't be covered.

Test accuracy?Isn't that just his forte?

So he said with great interest: "Okay, I will fight as you say. We are a mess, and we will never admit defeat."

He didn't change his clubs, they were still the cheap ones from the male barrel.

This kind of cue is produced on an assembly line and is made of ordinary wood, and the price is only a few dozen yuan.It was a thousand miles away from the world-class top club that Sheng Qianling came to try on the first day.

Sheng Qianling thought of his uncle saying that Jiang Li played well, and wanted to see his basic skills and accuracy. He deliberately ignored the phrase "mixed society" and said, "You hit thirty straight balls and thirty straight balls. , Forty straight balls, if one drops, the first test will be considered a failure."

"No problem." Jiang Li rolled his eyes, turned his head confidently, and quickly returned to the table to set the ball for himself.

He placed the white ball and the target red ball in a straight line, and then started to hit the ball with his back to Sheng Qianling.

With a bent waist, the loose school uniform sports pants were attached to the buttocks, revealing the full and round outline of the right buttock.However, the middle seam of the buttocks is also very sharp, making his buttocks particularly attractive.

Sheng Qianling glanced at it unintentionally, paused, quickly looked away, and focused on the table.

The small half of straight ball is the basic skill of every billiard lover.

So Jiangli's [-] balls were completely pocketed, and Sheng Qianling didn't think it was very strange.He adjusted his sunglasses, leaned back on the sofa in his spare time, leaned on the armrest of the sofa with his arm, and said in a soft voice, "Continue."

Jiang Li took out a new lollipop from his pocket, tore open the package, stuffed it in his mouth, and then played the ball.

The boy looked young and good-looking, and he looked obedient and naughty with a candy stick in his mouth.As soon as the posture is posed and the club is set, an eye-catching picture is formed in an instant.

In the next 10 minutes, the [-] straight balls still went into the hole, and none of them missed.

The red ball fell into the net bag and made a crisp "click" sound, which rang thirty times.

This time Sheng Qianling raised his eyebrows, and his impression of Jiang Li changed slightly.

When confronting him for the first time, Jiang Li violently fired a red ball. Sheng Qianling originally thought he was a reckless billiard player, but he didn't expect that he could also handle the difficult long billiards.

The last forty balls are Tieku straight balls, that is, both the white ball and the object ball are attached to the edge of the pool table, and the rod is also required to be pocketed.

Even Sheng Qianling himself couldn't guarantee that he could do it [-]%, let alone a grassroots team like Jiang Li who didn't know how to do it.

Sheng Qianling knew very well that he was trying to persuade Jiangli to retreat.

He himself came to Wuhan with a confused heart, and he didn't want to spend half of his time teaching a new golfer he just met not long ago.

Jiang Li was completely unaware of Sheng Qianling's thoughts.

He didn't feel that he was being made things difficult, but felt that it was reasonable to be tested by a player of Sheng Qianling's level.

Although sticking the ball is difficult, Jiang Li has practiced countless times, and he can almost determine its goal trajectory.As long as the shot is not crooked, he can hit it with one hit.

Jiang Libai bent down, lowered his body, raised his buttocks, and started to hit the ball.

This time there was no downing sound, but the collision of the marble balls into the bag was still clear to the ears.

Jiang Li has an accurate stance, excellent eyesight, and stable shots. Every ball falls into the pocket from the established trajectory.

After about twenty or ten minutes, Jiang Li suddenly turned around, with a wild smile appearing on his face, he squinted his eyes and asked complacently, "Master, is the apprentice doing well?"

Sheng Qianling looked at the desktop——

All forty Tieku balls have been played.

And Jiang Li really hit the ground running.

Sheng Qianling: "..."

With such strength, what kind of teacher do you worship...

Jiang Li waited happily for Sheng Qianling to speak.

Unexpectedly, he said: "With this kind of accuracy, there is no need to learn from a teacher."

Jiang Li was impatient for a moment, so he hurried over and grabbed Sheng Qianling's arm, saying, "A man keeps his word! You can't play tricks on me like that."

Sheng Qianling asked back: "Do you think you have any problems and need to learn from a teacher?"

Jiang Li was very aware of his weaknesses, so he said unabashedly: "I can't even play the most common low shots. You saw that day, I didn't have the patience to defend you with my shots, so I chose Fry the ball."

Sheng Qianling: "There are so many members in this golf room, Mr. Pan and Uncle Hong, which one of them can't teach you how to play?"

There was a layer of smile in Jiang Li's eyes, and he said honestly: "They are not as accurate as me, how can they be my master?"

Sheng Qianling: "..."

What a headache.

A golfer with almost [-]% scoring accuracy can't hit the simplest shot.

This is equivalent to a student who has the ability to win the gold medal in the Olympic Physics Competition, but is unable to answer the questions because he has not learned how to hold a pen and write.

It's outrageous.

But Sheng Qianling still firmly did not want to accept disciples.

Now that Jiang Li mentioned "patience", Sheng Qianling decided to dampen his patience so that he would retreat in spite of difficulties.

Sheng Qianling asked, "Do you go to school on Saturday?"

Jiang Li shook his head: "School is on weekends."

"Well, the day after tomorrow is Saturday, and you come over at eleven to take the second exam."

"Row."

Sheng Qianling thought for a while, and seriously reminded: "Remember to come back after eating."

Jiang Li slowly raised his head: "??"

He somehow had a bad association...

But faintly, there is still some excitement.

The next day is Friday.

After school, Jiang Li still came to Time Billiards.After turning around for a few times, Sheng Qianling was not seen. After watching a few rounds, he went back.

Unexpectedly, when he got home, he found that Jiang Haijun had also returned.

Jiang Haijun works as a "carrying pole" on Hanzheng Street, relying on selling physical labor to earn some wages.I usually go out to look for work at dawn, and I don’t go home until about seven or eight o’clock every night.

It was just before seven o'clock, Jiang Li saw the light bulbs in the room were on, his heart tightened secretly, and he quickened his pace to run up.

Jiang Haijun was sitting on the small bed sleeping in the river in the living room, bending over and rubbing his ankles.

In his 50s, he is full of vicissitudes and aging.A face was tanned by the sun, and the wrinkles were like ditches in the field.His eyes were very sharp. When he saw Jiang Li coming back, he glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "You bastard, where did you go wild again?"

Jiang Li had always turned a deaf ear to Jiang Haijun's insults.

He ran to Jiang Haijun's side and followed Jiang Haijun's hand with his eyes, only to see that his ankle was a little swollen, with a bloodshot redness.

Jiang Li asked, "How did you do this?"

Jiang Haijun wrote lightly: "I got sprained when picking up the goods today. It doesn't matter, I won't die, and you won't be an orphan."

Jiang Li didn't bother to answer Jiang Haijun's nonsense, so he went straight to the kitchen to get some medicine for bruises, squatted down in front of Jiang Haijun, and rubbed it on him carefully.

Neither father nor son spoke, they had nothing to say.

Jiang Li rubbed Jiang Haijun for a long time before saying, "Go wash up and sleep, and see the situation tomorrow."

Jiang Haijun got up, dragged one leg and said as he walked, "You have a bit of conscience, you are a bit of a dog, it is worthwhile for me to pick you up back then."

Jiang Li lowered his eyes, staring blankly at the gray ground, without answering.

The next day, when Jiang Li woke up, he found that his father's shoulder pole was still in the living room.

He entered the bedroom with sleepy eyes open, only to find that Jiang Haijun's ankle was more swollen today.He pressed his finger, and Jiang Haijun immediately yelled in pain: "You damn fucker, do you want to kill me?"

Jiang Li was still angry when he got up, and he also got angry, shouting at the top of his voice: "I'm sick, I'm going to kill you? Your foot is swollen like a hoof. I'll take you to the hospital to have a look."

Jiang Haijun pointed his rough fingers at the sky and cursed: "It's against the sky, you bastard, call me Laozi."

Jiang Li: "I call grandpa you have to bear it too."

Jiang Haijun refused to go to the hospital, so Jiang Li insisted on taking him there.

The two couldn't stop arguing, Jiang Li glanced at the time, didn't bother to beep with his father any more, he just put Jiang Haijun on his back, bang bang dangdang and ran down.

The boy is thin, but strong, and he can walk like flying with Jiang Haijun on his back.

As a result, the neighbors in the entire alley heard Jiang Haijun's scolding, saying that his son's bastard rebellion is not a thing or a thing.

Jiang Li hurried and took Jiang Haijun to the community hospital. By the time he queued up to see the doctor and finished taking the medicine, it was almost twelve o'clock.

He paid for the medical expenses with the money Master Hong gave him, and helped him back home amid Jiang Haijun's cursing.

It wasn't until he bought lunch for Jiang Haijun that he quickly changed his clothes and strode towards Time Billiards.

He ran very fast, as if a vicious hyena was chasing him.The light blue sweater was blown up by the wind, and the short black hair fluttered in the wind.

One of the shoes almost ran off, and he pulled up his heel and continued to run.

A short distance of three to four hundred meters seems to be as long as three or four kilometers.

Fortunately, there is a long way to go.

Panting, Jiang Li ran up to Sheng Qianling, regardless of his own distress, put his hands on his thighs, pulled out a bright smile, and panted, "Master, I'm sorry, I'm late, let's start the exam now."

Sheng Qianling was practicing daily, when he saw Jiang Li approaching, he stopped what he was doing.

He also wore sunglasses and a white coat and black pants, silently shining in the open environment.

Sheng Qianling felt relieved.

He unhurriedly put away the club, looked towards the river, and said slowly, "There is no need to take the test, you have no chance."

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