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The title of "pot lid" was later accompanied by Ding Xian for a while, and even some friends around Zhou Siyue knew about this lady pot lid.

The boys from No. 18 Middle School at the door just now also learned about Ding Xian's nickname not long after. They met several times outside the school, and couldn't help but tease her: "Oh, Si Yue's pot lid."

The boy was so slim and joked without any chores. Ding Xian was not only hiding, but also hiding. Subconsciously, she felt that she could not get along with the bad boys. Although one of them was very handsome, even Kong Shadi couldn't help but mention it several times, but the boy didn't talk much, and everyone else was joking. He smoked while he was smoking and a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

The boy is also a legend. Zhou Siyue said that he had good grades before, but later his parents divorced and started to stop studying. He escaped from the high school entrance examination. In the end, his aunt forced him to be in the No. 18 Middle School.

After entering No. 18 Middle School, you will only step into a vocational high school with one foot. You can’t go to a serious university unless you go to another art school.

Kong Shadi always feels a pity. She is so handsome and is a stolen person in No. 3 Middle School.

The billiards hall was dimly lit. Song Ziqi carried the club and flipped the balls from each door hole, one by one, and they were shaped into a triangle. While swaying, she said with some contempt: "One mountain can't accommodate two tigers, but I'm enough for three big shots. Why do you need so many celebrities?"

Kong Shadi spat disdainfully, "What kind of striking figure are you? Zhou Siyue is still pretty, you can't even count as a hair."

Song Ziqi lowered her swearing: "Damn girl." Then she swung her anger and ran around like a flower. Ding Xian felt that his fierce look must have been hitting the ball on the table as Kong Shadi's head.

After picking the club, Zhou Siyue handed it to her, turned his head slightly at her, and handed her a look over, "Try it."

Under the dim light, Ding Xian felt that his eyes and voice became gentle.

His dressing looks so good today, which led to Ding Xian feeling that his pot cover was too bad. He rushed into the toilet several times to tie his hair up, but Kong Shadi patted his chest and promised her that it was definitely so good-looking.

At that age without aesthetics, she decided to believe Kongshadi first.

I originally thought he and Song Ziqi would play a game first, but I didn't expect that he was very gentlemanly and did not let them be cold. He directly handed the pole to her, "I can't do it yet."

The boy leaned against the pool table, leaned over to catch blue pink, and said in a low voice: "I'll teach you."

When he heard that he wanted to teach here, Kong Shadi shouted that he wanted to go up, but Song Ziqi took him down, "Wait a minute, how do you teach the two?"

“你教我不就行了?”

Song Ziqi glanced at her, "Sister, can you teach someone who can beat him and you can understand? You two will be furious and teach until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month?"

“切,你就是自己手痒想打.”

那边吵得不可开交.

这边倒是已经手把手教起来了.

Zhou Siyue has a quick understanding of billiards. The first time he came out to fight with Song Ziqi and Jiang Chen, he can get started, and he can't help but use people to teach him. After a few times, both of them are no longer opponents. He is now in a state of defeat, and he loses when he is not lucky. When he encounters bad luck, he can still give you a clear shot.

The teaching process was quite worry-free. Zhou Siyue said she could understand it, but it was not possible every time she actually operated. She pushed the ball and swung it empty, but she didn't even touch the ball.

Zhou Siyue crossed his arms in front of his chest, sighed, broke the balls on the table again, set the positions of the white and black balls, and faced the hole, "Come on, try again."

Ding Xian acted vigorously, holding onto his strength and swung his feet vigorously—

It's an empty pole again.

Zhou Siyue leaned against the table and encouraged her patiently and gently with her eyes.

Her hands were boring, and she would shake her hand as soon as she moved her pole. She would be unable to correct the white ball in a flash. She would easily tilt the ball out of the pole. She basically played the white ball twice in place. Zhou Siyue's teachings mostly leaned against the table and said with her mouth, and occasionally she would use her hands to correct her posture. As soon as the man leaned over, Ding Xian was so nervous that his heart pounded and his ears turned red. He quietly turned his head to glance at him. The boy was staring at the balls and clubs on the table, as well as her posture.

"There is a hemisphere method in mathematics. Have you heard of it? The correct hit point is on the extension line of the line connecting the center of the bag mouth and the center of the target ball. It should be a distance from the center of the target ball. When you aim at this point, you can basically fall into the bag. "Zhou Siyue bowed down slightly, explaining, and put the white ball and the target ball on the table. His fingers slid a line randomly between the two balls, and then turned his head slightly and looked at Ding Xian, "I understand?"

The eyes suddenly swept over, and the two of them collided in the air in a surprise attack, staying for a second, two seconds...

Zhou Siyue slowly stood up, and took her back into her pocket with both hands, looking at her with a half smile, and her voice jokingly, "Your pot lid..."

Um?

"It's cracked."

After a while, Ding Xian realized that what he said was a split-breaker.

“…”

Me, I, I really want to stab you to death with one shot.

Ding Xianheng glanced at him and quickly stroked it all. After teaching for two rounds, she gained mediocre results, but she just wanted to have fun and played happily. She occasionally hit a goal by mistake. She could hold the club and play for half a day, look at Zhou Siyue like she was looking back and ask for a reward, and her eyes signaled - How about it, I'm playing well, right?

Zhou Siyue was quite proud of her. Even though she beat her like a shit, she still gave her a thumbs up, "It's amazing."

With Zhou Siyue's blindly praised teaching method, Ding Xian's ball skills did not improve at all. Song Ziqi showed no mercy at all. She finally met an opponent like this, just to be so handsome, and used all the balls on her back. Moreover, before Song Ziqi made a shot, she had to walk around the table first, pinching a clever powder and rubbing hard. However, someone just took this set, Kong Shadi was excited to watch from the side, and his heart beat faster.

In two consecutive games, Ding Xian didn't even touch a few balls, and Song Ziqi cleared them—

Zhou Siyue, who was standing by, finally couldn't stand it anymore. At the beginning of the fourth game, he took Ding Xian's club and said to Song Ziqi: "You will bully her."

Song Ziqi provoked, "Do you feel sorry?"

Zhou Siyue held the pole in his hand and lowered his head to take out the ball from the hole. He scattered one by one. His palms were big, his knuckles were clear, his fingers were slender, and he skillfully used a triangle hook to sway it. His movements were flowing. He smiled when he lowered his head and smiled.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

"Walk."

Zhou Siyue started the game, and he played cleanly and focused. He didn't have as many tricks as Song Ziqi, so he was very straightforward and just got the bag.

Halfway through the fight, he took off his baseball jacket and threw it to Ding Xian, asking her to carry it, and then he wore a thin white T-shirt and returned to the court.

Ding Xian carefully tucked his clothes into his arms, hugged them in front of his chest, and his eyes re-shot to the pool table, but his heartbeats kept pounding. After a while, his ears turned red again.

She didn't expect that she could already like him, and she could blush and her heart beat even if she carried a piece of clothing.

After playing billiards.

Zhou Siyue went to the front desk to check out, and Ding Xian was waiting outside with his clothes in his arms, but he came out from inside again, "Give me the wallet."

“…”

“In the clothes.”

She lowered her head and quickly reacted, and bowed her head in embarrassment to hand over the clothes. However, after Zhou Siyue took out her wallet, she gave the clothes to her again, meaning - you carry them.

Kong Shadi and Song Ziqi came out after going to the bathroom. Zhou Siyue just finished paying the bill and stuffed his wallet directly into his pocket. He didn't take the clothes from Ding Xian and put them downstairs.

After playing for an afternoon, Kong Shadi obviously wasn't having fun enough, so he suggested to them again: "Let's go and sing ki."

Song Ziqi said it was casual.

Zhou Siyue glanced at Ding Xian, and the latter shook his head: "How about you go, I can't go back too late."

Kong Shadi refused and hugged her arm: "That's so boring, let's go together."

Ding Xian was still wondering how to tell Ye Wanxian about bangs when she went back.

"Sadi, I'll accompany you next time."

What else Kong Shadi wanted to say, Zhou Siyue interrupted directly: "Okay, you two go, I'll take her back."

Song Ziqi said: "Then will you come later?"

"It depends on the situation. If you don't come, you two will play."

"Don't Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhou go on a business trip? It's okay for you to be alone at home, come and have fun."

"Let's talk about it then."

"All right"

The four of them parted ways under an old sycamore tree at the intersection.

The winter dusk stretched the figures of several teenagers for a long time.

The two walked back along the old sycamore tree side by side, and Ding Xian returned the clothes to him: "Put it on."

As soon as it came out, the cold wind was indeed a little cold, so Zhou Siyue reached out to take it and put it on.

The two walked through several alleys along the street, and Ding Xian looked in curiously, "I accidentally heard someone say that every alley in Beijing has a story, is it true?"

Zhou Siyue put his hands in his pocket, lowered his head, glanced along her gaze, and nodded: "Well, it's almost the same."

“Is there any special story?”

Zhou Siyue has read many books and many messy ideas. Whenever he comes out with him, Ding Xian can listen to some strange stories from him, and he can tell the stories vividly and interestingly every time. Anyway, she can remember every word he says.

"Is it true that you said last time there was no toilet in the Forbidden City?"

He returned to his usual smile, "Really, where did they come from the toilet at that time? Just put a toilet in the house and it was solved. The toilet was covered with fluffy ash, which was odor-proof and convenient."

Zhou Siyue really got these words casually. Ding Xian sometimes felt that he was urging her, but after listening to them every time, he went back to verify that there was such a thing, and he never said it casually.

The two of them chatted all the way.

When I arrived at the entrance of the alley, it was just dark and the street lights were on. The tall figure of the young man covered her. Ding Xian said to him: "I'll go in by myself, you can go back quickly."

The usual sentence, "Go away, stupid."

Then turn around casually.

When Ding Xian returned home, Ye Wanxian had just prepared supper, carried the plate out of the kitchen, glanced slightly, "Are you back? Have you eaten quickly-" Suddenly stopped, his eyes returned to her face, and after looking back and forth for a long time, his face turned blue, "Have you cut your hair?"

Kong Shadi gave her a few bad ideas, asking her to use a clip to clip the bangs when she got home in the future. However, with Ye Wanxian's acumen, this method will be discovered soon after and concealed and discovered. It would be better to show it to her openly and let her accept it earlier. It would be a night to scold her. Could it be that she could force her to take it back?

But for Ye Wanxian, this matter is by no means a trivial matter.

Once a girl has a certain aesthetic consciousness, it means she is on the verge of danger.

Ye Wanxian put down the plate and suddenly said to Ding Xian quietly, with a tense face: "Come with me."
To be continued...