"Did you do it yourself?" The three female classmates all looked at her in surprise.
Jiang Ning said calmly: "Yeah."
Wang Xue took a sip of the milk tea and marveled at the aroma. At the same time, she also agreed with Jiang Ning's words that they did not sell this kind of milk tea in Wamiao Town.
Ji Yan sipped the milk tea and looked at the cup. She had never thought that Jiang Ning would enjoy it so much.
"Since you asked for milk tea, I'll pay for the billiards tonight." Ji Yan made fists with his hands and said cheerfully.
She handed over twenty dollars: "Boss, this table is mine."
The boss is a middle-aged woman, and the billiards hall looks like a billiards hall on the outside, but inside it is a dark Internet cafe with about a dozen computers.
After she met Ji Yan, she recognized Ji Yan's identity and smiled enthusiastically: "I'll charge you four yuan an hour."
Ji Yan: "It's okay. Didn't the price increase? Just the price increase will be four hours."
Compared with the renovated billiard halls of later generations, group purchases start at least fifteen yuan an hour, and silver legs and gold legs are more than thirty or forty. Today's Wamiao Town is really affordable.
Wang Xue pouted: "Twenty dollars gives you the momentum of two hundred dollars.
However, Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Sister Yan is very generous."
After all, these three pure natural girls are willing to go out to play with them at night. If the price of billiards assistants in later generations is based on it, it will definitely be a high price.
"Still the same old rules, Heiba."
The so-called black eight rule, first of all, there are 16 billiard balls, 1 black and 1 white, 7 single-color balls, and 7 double-color balls. Whoever finishes his own balls first and then puts the black ball into the hole wins.
Jiang Ning: "Sure."
So Ji Yan put the hot milk tea on the billiard table next to her, picked up the stick, and teed off.
Wang Xue and Li Jing were watching from the sidelines. They were drinking milk tea. They had no hands to play and were not very good at playing.
In the eyes of many people, billiards halls in rural towns are similar to Internet cafes and game arcades, places where young gangsters like to smoke, hang out, and girls who study obediently are often not related.
They prefer watching to playing.
Ji Yan's father is Ji Tietou, so she is different from other girls in that she is not afraid of various situations in town, and generally no one bullies her.
Therefore, Ji Yan's billiards skills are very good. Although he is still far from the level of Black Eight, his accuracy is better than ordinary people.
She looked at the now handsome Jiang Ning, and a smile appeared on her lips. What would his expression be like if she beat him with billiards?
Ji Yan has not forgotten the scene of being teased by Jiang Ning during lunch.
'It's time to come up with some tricks.' Ji Yan thought to himself.
Compared with Ji Yan's attention, Jiang Ning played quite happily. He didn't use his spiritual consciousness to cheat, and only used less than 10% of his eyesight to poke the ball lazily.
Even so, one ball after another went into the hole.
Billiards is not a fierce confrontational sport like basketball or football. When playing billiards, when it is the opponent's turn, you can just sit quietly and wait for your opponent's mistakes, so you have a gentlemanly demeanor when playing.
Wang Xue was a little restless. She was outgoing and couldn't hide things in her heart: "Jiang Ning, why don't you call Shen Qing'e?"
In his memory, Jiang Ning used to play with Shen Qing'e every day and even fight for her. It became a legend in the campus at that time.
It's a pity that Jiang Ning lost the fight and he has average looks, so girls are not very envious of him.
Jiang Ning answered truthfully: "I shouted, you agree first, too many people are not good."
Wang Xuexin said: 'Jiang Ning, you are a little too carefree.'
She asked again: "Are you and Shen Qing'e not as good as before?"
Because Wang Xue believes that liking is always a must, not an alternative.
Jiang Ning hit the ball into the hole with one stroke, neatly and neatly. He raised the club with his usual expression: "When people grow up, they always change, right?"
Li Jing held milk tea in both hands: "You are getting better, but she has not changed."
Wang Xue looked at Jiang Ning and suddenly felt that his temperament had a certain vicissitude, as if he had gone through endless years of baptism. She said: "Yes, she can be poor or not beautiful, but she cannot be unmotivated."
Jiang Ning grinned: "Harmful."
Li Jing: "It can never stop you from moving towards a more suitable person."
The words between the two of them determined Shen Qing'e's nature.
Ji Yan is addicted to playing ball. She stares at the four single-color balls on the table and a black eight-ball.
A cool smile spread across her brows, and she raised her eyebrows: "I only have the last ball left, do you need to give it up?"
Wang Xue also saw the crisis of the situation and said, "Ji Yan, aren't you bullying Jiang Ning? Give way?"
Ji Yan shook his head: "Unfortunately, I never play match-fixing."
"No need." Jiang Ning straightened up, carried the club to the front of the stage, and stabbed it down. The four single-color balls on the stage immediately scattered in all directions.
Ji Yan thought Jiang Ning had given up on herself, but in the next second, she saw those scattered monochromatic balls all going into the hole with just one shot.
Ji Yan was stunned, 'Are you kidding me?'
Jiang Ning held the club, sat on the table next door, and said leisurely: "I won't continue playing, let you take one shot."
…
The milk tea Jiang Ning sent was a large cup, and he also used a thermal insulation formation to prevent it from getting cold on a cold winter night.
The three small town girls were reluctant to drink, so they took a sip. Time passed in such a leisurely manner, gradually approaching 9 o'clock.
Jiang Ning's youth memories in junior high school tend to be gray, with only mediocre appearance, poor pocket money, girls he can't catch, and bottom-ranked sports. Everything seems to be impossible to achieve.
He envied many people and was angry about his own mediocrity, so this unwillingness accumulated in his heart and turned into hostility after many years.
He longed to make a splash and shock everyone. Those who had looked down on him felt extremely remorseful. Those who had bullied him knelt down and shed tears.
Now that he has returned, he seems to have achieved a blockbuster success, but these people have not turned into symbols as he imagined in his mind, but are living, changeable people.
Wang Xue held the club tightly, took a serious aim at it for a long time, then gave it a sharp poke, and the stick passed by the white ball.
Ji Yan laughed and covered his stomach: "Are you poking the air?"
Wang Xue wanted to invite Li Jing to play, but Li Jing quickly refused.
In the end, Jiang Ning took the initiative and challenged three.
The three of them just started to play, but Ji Yan found out that they were completely causing trouble.
With the game in full swing, the popularity of the billiards hall gradually increased. Many young people who had returned from work came to the town to surf the Internet in the dark. Naturally, the billiards hall would not always be quiet, and soon there were only two or three tables left.
Fortunately, Ji Yan is well-known in the town, so no one comes to bother her.
At this time, a burst of dynamic DJ music came from the distance, and a motorcycle stopped at the door of the billiard hall.
Jiang Ning scanned the will-o'-the-wisp motorcycle and felt a little nostalgic. There were no more will-o'-the-wisps in Yuzhou city, and this kind of will-o'-the-wisp that was installed with a speaker and played outside was very rare and could be called a golden legend.
His consciousness swept away, and he became more familiar. It turned out that Zhang Yang, a classmate in the next class in junior high school, was indeed a small town during the New Year.
Zhang Yang is not tall, but he is a very flamboyant person. He is known as a braggart and is particularly good at talking.
Unfortunately, he failed to pass the 380 mark in the high school entrance examination and went out to work.
As soon as he appeared, Wang Xue and Li Jing looked at him and felt vaguely familiar, but they couldn't recognize who he was.
The two of them didn't think about it. The other party was dressed like a second-rate person, and they didn't catch a cold.
Ji Yan didn't even look at it. She aimed at the two-color ball and missed it.
Jiang Ning stood up with his stick and hit the black eight into the table hole, winning the 9th game.
Ji Yan had a dark face and played the ball honestly.
Wang Xue asked tentatively: "Jiang Ning, why don't you let her go?"
Jiang Ning: "No way, Ji Yan has already said that he doesn't like match-fixing."
Ji Yan wants to hit someone now.
Zhang Yang over there raised his head, eyes above his head, not caring about his domineering way of appearing. What happened to playing music outside? That was the light in his life.
"Boss, start the stage!" Zhang Yang shouted.
After that, he picked up a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and walked to the table.
"Brothers, watch my performance, clear the table with one shot!"
He picked up the pole, without even taking aim, and pushed it forward with his hands and waist, shouting: "Grass!"
As a result, not a single goal was scored.
"Brother Yang is useless!" Another guy with one hand in his pocket laughed.
"I asked you just now." Zhang Yang sighed and continued to show off his skills, so wantonly.
They made a lot of noise. Ji Yan took a look and felt a little upset. She thought they were good at playing, but the noise made her want to hit them with a cue stick.
The proprietress was also a little unhappy because most of the tablecloths on the table were damaged by these people.
Ji Yan frowned. She was suffocated by Jiang Ning's abuse. There was a group of flies chattering next to her. She said impatiently: "Keep your voice down."
As soon as the words came out, the scene suddenly became quiet.
The three beautiful girls around Jiang Ning have long been coveted by people in the billiard hall. It is normal. Any boy who takes three beautiful girls to play in some low-threshold places will definitely be looked at. No matter what happened ten years ago,
It's still the same ten years later.
Fortunately, Ji Yan was very famous and someone recognized her.
"Ji Tietou's daughter." A young man wearing a hat whispered.
After dropping out of school, the first stop for many young people to go out to work is to take Ji Tietou's bus. It is the first boss of Xinshou Village, which is impressive.
Talking about Ji Tietou, Zhang Yang looked at Ji Yan and felt familiar with him.
Ji Yan is famous for her bad temper and bad temper, but her beautiful face, like a rose with thorns, still makes bold people approach her, regardless of the danger.
Zhang Yang asked tentatively: "Ji Yan?"
Ji Yan looked at him and said calmly: "Yeah."
She even continued to play billiards, but unfortunately, she missed the ball again.
Zhang Yang smiled affectionately: "Old classmate!"
As soon as he said this, several young people from the same village around him immediately looked at him with admiration, Ji Tietou's daughter!
Zhang Yang racked his brains for conversation: "Ji Yan, are you still at Wamiao High School now?"
Ji Yan took a sip of milk tea: "What else?"
Zhang Yang has been working part-time for a year and a half and is really tired. The life in the factory is even worse. The factory girls are all lies. There are no factory girls in their steel factory!
Zhang Yang knows that times have changed, and if you want to attract girls' attention now, you can't just rely on gangsters, especially when dealing with a big gangster like Ji Yan.
As the saying goes, if she is new to the world, take her to see all the prosperity of the world; if she has experienced vicissitudes of life, take her to ride the merry-go-round ten times.
Undoubtedly, Ji Yan is a girl who has gone through many vicissitudes in the gangster world and will no longer be tempted by gangsters.
So, Zhang Yang said: "It's a pity, I transferred to the county high school, otherwise we might be able to be in the same class now."
Wang Xue opened her eyes wide: "Are you in the county high school? No. 2 middle school?"
Zhang Yang flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said, "One hit."
"Are you kidding?" County No. 1 Middle School is the high school that Wang Xue is about to transfer to. It is the best high school in Guyang County. In terms of strength, it is even better than Yuzhou No. 1 Middle School. Well, County No. 1 Middle School beats City No. 1 Middle School.
This is education in Yuzhou, because the resources of Yuzhou No. 1 Middle School were taken away by Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School.
Zhang Yang became addicted to bragging: "I'm not talented, I just lucked out and did well in the high school entrance examination."
Wang Xue swept Zhang Yang's dress: "What are you talking about?"
Zhang Yang turned around and asked: "Brothers, am I in Guyang No. 1 Middle School?"
Immediately, several people responded: "Brother Yang is the only one who is the best among us brothers."
"Yeah, it's up to him!"
Zhang Yang was laughing and joking, looking at the girl's angry look. His bones were all soft and he felt so happy, as if he had returned to the carefree days of the past.
For a while, Wang Xue was unable to expose him.
Jiang Ning suddenly said: "Oh? Are you in Guyang No. 1 Middle School? Why haven't I seen you?"
Zhang Yang looked around and found that he didn't recognize this person. He wanted to say: "The No. 1 Middle School is so big, but it's not your home."
However, this kind of reply is too low-level.
As a braggart, he must be a little ruthless!
He stared at Jiang Ning: "Do you still remember me?"
Jiang Ning shook her head.
Zhang Yang boasted: "Sure enough, evil people are pretending to be innocent. Have you forgotten that you bullied me in No. 1 Middle School?"
Jiang Ning: "I don't remember, who are you?"
Zhang Yang pretended to be the victim: "Hahaha, you really don't remember. You came here with a few men and asked me for money. Have you forgotten?"
Jiang Ning: "No, because I didn't study in Guyang No. 1 Middle School at all. I studied in Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School."
Zhang Yang blurted out: "Grass!"
Wang Xue covered her mouth and laughed out loud.
Ji Yan said seriously: "How can you guarantee that you will not bully him when you are studying in Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning pondered for two seconds: "Indeed, I can take the bus to Guyang No. 1 Middle School to bully Zhang Yang every week."
Li Jing, who has always been quiet, couldn't stand it anymore.
…
After the bragging king Zhang Yang left, the billiards hall returned to purity.
It was late at night, so Ji Yan spent money to buy a bucket of instant noodles for everyone, and also borrowed the proprietress's kettle. Soon, buckets of instant noodles were brewed.
Several people held buckets of instant noodles and enjoyed them in the cold night.
Jiang Ning's phone vibrated. He opened it and saw a message from Tongtong: "Smelly Jiang Ning!"
Jiang Ning didn't reply.
Tongtong: "Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning, what are you doing?"
Jiang Ning: "Understand, break the situation, think, exert strength, resist pressure, hone, improve, and be yourself."
Tongtong: "What?"
Jiang Ning: "I'm playing billiards."
"Tch." Tongtong pouted, he liked to fool her every day.
Jiang Ning thought for a while, took a photo of the instant noodles and sent it.
He wanted to show off to Tongtong the delicious instant noodles he had made late at night.
One minute, two minutes... no reply.
Until the third minute: Tongtong transfers 100 yuan to you.
And a message attached to her: "Jiang Ning, eating bubble noodles is not good for your health. I will give you money to spend, how about you go and have some barbecue (baring teeth) (baring teeth)."
Jiang Ning was startled, inexplicably feeling a complicated feeling in her heart.
Some people actually care about what he eats, even though he hasn’t cared about it for many years...
Jiang Ning typed silently: "Where did you get the money?"
Tongtong: "Hehe, I borrowed it from Chuchu."
Through the screen, Jiang Ning seemed to see Tongtong's innocent appearance. She was so poor that she actually wanted to take care of him.
…
at the same time.
Heba, Jiang Ning's bedroom, is warmly lit.
The house smelled of mutton and spices.
Xue Yuantong held up a large glass of rice wine with her left hand and grabbed a large skewer of mutton with her right hand. She shouted: "Cheers, Chu Chu, until you get drunk, you won't come back!"
Across the small table, Chu Chu grabbed a freshly roasted rabbit leg, her lips were glossy: "Yeah, yeah."
