Qianli Jiangling

Chapter 13 People still have to be shameless.

The apprenticeship is successful, and Jiang Li is proud of the spring breeze.

Sitting in the classroom on Monday morning and bragging with Chen Shushu at the same table, the smile on the corner of his lips could not be suppressed.He was holding a lollipop in his mouth, and he started baring his teeth as he ate it, smiling so hard that his face almost cramped, as if he had won some big prize.

Chen Shushu rarely saw such a sloppy look in Jiang Li, squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then leaned over and asked, "Brother Li, are you in love?"

After finishing speaking, he began to recall by himself, wondering which girl caught Jiang Li's eyes recently.On weekdays, there are many girls who pass love letters to Jiang Li, and there are a lot of gifts, but Jiang Li never seems to take it to heart, but will deliberately mock and tease him, making those girls love and hate him.

Jiang Li sucked on the sugar ball, and replied with one sentence: "Talk to your uncle?"

Chen Shu: "..."

I really didn't expect his uncle to have such a good fortune in his later years.

Chen Shushu asked again: "Then why are you so weird today, every strand of hair is in heat."

Hearing this, Jiang Li glanced sideways at the tablemate, then got up, held the candy stick between two fingers, and gestured to pull the hem of his white short-sleeved dress with both hands, and casually flicked it, revealing a white and thin waist.

Chen Shushu was terrified, backed away again and again, leaning against the back wall and said, "Brother Lilili, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Li had an evil look on his face, and responded unscrupulously: "Fuck you, don't you mean I'm in heat? Isn't it that you should be his brother's woman when he lacks a woman?"

Chen Shu: "..."

Students around who overheard this conversation: "..."

Simply shameless!

Jiang Li didn't have the slightest sense of shame, he looked at Chen Shushu provocatively, and smiled flamboyantly.

Chen Shushu wished he could kneel down and beg for mercy: "Don't, don't, Brother Li, I'll go to the canteen to buy you candy later, Xu Fuji sweet orange flavor, buy, buy, buy ten..."

After reaching the steps, Jiang Li put down his clothes, brushed his hair, and sat down in a charming manner.

Thinking of something, he said, "The meal last time cost 280 yuan, and you gave me 460 yuan, which is 170 yuan more. Then I will pay you [-] yuan first, and I still owe you [-] yuan."

While talking, he took money out of his schoolbag, and the table was covered with colorful change notes.

The 80 yuan he paid back first was saved from the dinner money Jiang Haijun gave him.

As for the remaining two hundred and seven yuan, how he should pay it back, there is no good way yet.The big deal is to save your own dinner money, and if you save a little every day, you can always pay it back.

Chen Shushu himself is also a high school student, and he doesn't have much pocket money, so he's not generous enough to say that he doesn't have to pay it back.

He stuffed the change into his schoolbag, and asked curiously, "Tell me, why are you so happy."

After Jiang Li had done enough, he told the story of his success in apprenticeship.

By the way, Sheng Qianling sighed, for example, how he scored 7 points in one stroke within 147 minutes, and how he practiced for more than ten hours without changing his face.

Thinking of what Pan Deng said, he showed off Sheng Qianling's past achievements.

It seems that the one who achieved these achievements was not Sheng Qianling, but Jiang Li himself.

Chen Shushu looked at him like a ghost, and said seriously, "Brother Li, this is really the first time I've heard you praise me."

Jiang Li laughed and said, "After all, he is my master."

Chen Shushu asked again: "Then you succeeded in apprenticeship, when did you start studying?"

"Tonight."

The team leader was handing out last week's English test papers, and only Jiang Li's was left in the last row.

Jiang Li took it over and took a look, nineteen points.One more point than last time.

Immediately, I couldn't help feeling flustered: "Dashu, my grades are improving so steadily, will Tsinghua University and Peking University come to grab me? Which one should I choose?"

Chen Shushu accepted Jiangli's thick-skinned face, which was thicker than the corner of the city wall, and gave him a thumbs up. He was sincerely convinced and bragged: "National 985 and 911, beef tendon and hoof, Harvard worships Buddha, take your pick."

Jiang Li grinned and chewed the last bit of sugar ball in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, that night, Jiang Li heard the words "Tsinghua University and Peking University" again.

According to the agreement between Jiang Li and Sheng Qianling, he will take a day off on Sunday and officially start teaching and training on Monday night.

After Jiang Li got out of school, he went home and took a look at Jiang Haijun's feet to confirm that the swelling was slowly subsiding, and then quickly ran down the stairs.

In order to save money, he randomly stuffed two happy lumps into his stomach, and rushed to Time Billiards.

Table No. 1 is unused, but the shadowless light on the top is on.

Sheng Qianling and Pan Deng were sitting on the sofa next to Channel 1 chatting.When Jiang Li walked over, he happened to hear Pan Deng saying, "This is Tsinghua University and Peking University."

Sheng Qianling was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, his legs were slightly spread, and his arms rested on his thighs, one left and one right. His eyes fell to the ground, and he slowly replied: "You have to think clearly about what you want."

Jiang Li was in a fog when he heard it, and a sentence suddenly came to his mind.

On the night of the test, Pan Deng once said to Sheng Qianling, "I haven't decided on this path yet", and thought of Sheng Qianling's question to him at the end of the test, "You will always be so persistent about what you want. ".

He didn't know what "this road" was, nor did he know exactly what Sheng Qianling "wants".

It's just that Sheng Qianling and Pan Deng both looked solemn, and guessed that something was not going well, so they walked over and asked, "Mr. Pan, what happened?"

Sheng Qianling looked up at Jiang Li first.The two men's eyes met, Sheng Qianling smiled at him, but did not answer.

Just as Pan Deng was about to say something, Sheng Qianling interrupted: "Uncle, go get busy first."

Pan Deng had no choice but to hesitate to speak, patted his nephew on the shoulder, got up and chewed betel nuts and left.

Jiang Li panicked for no reason, and subconsciously grabbed Sheng Qianling's wrist, "Master, did something happen to you?"

Having known Sheng Qianling for so long, Jiang Li realized that he knew very little about him.

Apart from knowing his name and age, and knowing that he played well, he knew nothing about the rest.I don’t know why he doesn’t have to go to school, or why he traveled thousands of miles from Beijing to stay in Wuhan, or what he’s thinking about when practicing every day, or why he’s frowning at the moment.

Jiang Li felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, and added another sentence: "You can't be...are you arrested for underage whoring?"

Sheng Qianling was taken aback when he heard that, but quickly laughed, and said, "Who would say that about Master?"

Jiang Li: "..."

Jiang Li squatted directly in front of Sheng Qianling, still holding his hand, and chased after him, "Master, if you have any troubles, just tell me, and I will help you solve it."

Sheng Qianling's eyes fell on the hands of the two that were pressed together, and he pulled back a little without showing any signs, then stood up, and changed the subject: "Go, go to practice. Training starts today, but I have to tell you first. rule."

Sheng Qianling refused to talk about his own affairs, so Jiang Li couldn't get to the bottom of it, so he just randomly took a cue from the male barrel and asked the cashier at the front desk to open a table.

The two came to the table they used to use in the corner, and Sheng Qianling sat down by the sofa, while Jiang Li honestly put on an apprentice look, standing in front of Sheng Qianling holding the cue stick, looking down at him .

Sheng Qianling always has a kind of tranquility beyond his age, like a quiet lake, and like a cold moonlight.

Although the appearance is as noble as jade, and the appearance is impeccable, it gives people a sense of maturity and reassurance.

Jiang Li is attracted by this maturity, and always restrains his own sharpness and edge unconsciously.

Sheng Qianling raised his face and said slowly, "I have a few requirements for you, you have to keep them in mind."

Jiang Li put on a devout gesture, and replied, "Okay, master, tell me."

"The first rule is don't call me master."

"What's that called?"

Sheng Qianling frowned lightly, with a faint smile in the corner of his eyes.He said, "Calling me Master makes me look old. Think of another name."

He didn't arrive after all, and when he spoke in a relaxed manner, he showed some youthful air.

Jiang Li thought for a while, then said weakly, "Is that still Teacher Sheng?"

Sheng Qianling shook his head.

As soon as Jiang Li's mind turned, and the small light bulb above his head lit up, he had a new idea.

"Qianling?"

"?"

"Xiao Ling?"

"??"

"Lingling?"

"??"

Sheng Qianling endured the bewilderment in his heart and stared into Jiang Li's eyes, and found that Jiang Li was smiling slyly and happily again, and found that he was serious for only three seconds.

Sheng Qianling's face turned black immediately, and he pretended to get up to leave. Jiang Li gave in for a second, and hurried over to block him, moaning endlessly: "Wrong, wrong, master—I was wrong, wrong, I shouldn't be joking with you, don't Angry Brother Ling."

When Sheng Qianling heard the last two words, he paused and turned around.

He sat back and nodded slightly: "OK."

Before Jiang Li could react, he repeated, "Brother Ling?"

"Ah."

"Brother Ling?"

"I'm here."

Jiang Li suddenly became happy for no reason, wishing he could pounce on Sheng Qianling's hand and circle around.He couldn't tell, but why the simple word "Lingge" made him so happy from the bottom of his heart.

It seemed that with these two words, the distance between him and Sheng Qianling was getting closer, so close that he could cross an invisible line and enter Sheng Qianling's world from then on.

Jiang Li asked again, "What about the other rules?"

Sheng Qianling added earnestly: "Although you don't need to call me master, you must listen to me in terms of training and playing. I can't let you practice low shots. You must play even. And, whether I'm here or not, No gambling allowed."

Jiang Li nodded like a robot convulsed by a bad connection, and kept saying, "That's for sure, I will be obedient."

In the past 17 years, Jiang Li has been unscrupulous from beginning to end. It can be said that it has nothing to do with the words "be obedient and obedient", but at this moment he is willing to do so, patted his chest and promised.

Sheng Qianling did not refute him, but asked, "Have you ever played a game?"

Jiang Li didn't understand, and said, "What competition?"

Sheng Qianling said: "For a golfer, accuracy, strokes, and mentality are indispensable. I have seen your accuracy. Although your strokes are messy, you can use your accuracy to make up for it. I don’t know much about mentality, so I would like to ask you, have you ever participated in the membership game in the ball room?”

In order to expand their popularity and attract members, many billiard clubs will hold some small competitions with bonuses to attract billiard lovers to participate.There are generally not many people participating in this kind of small competition, and the technical requirements are not high. Correspondingly, the prize money is also small. Even the first prize may only be more than 1000 yuan.

Hearing this, Jiang Li shook his head and said, "I haven't participated. First, I play with Mr. Pan and never go to other stores. Second, I'm not full, so I'm not eligible for the competition."

Sheng Qianling was not surprised. Through this period of contact, he had actually gradually gotten to know Jiang Li.

Except for Lu Ziye, I can't find any substantive faults.

Sheng Qianling said: "Mr. Pan said that there is a small game at the Mingshi Billiards Store on Pengliuyang Road on Tuesday night. The money is quite a lot, and the No. 1 prize is [-]. You go to this game and let me see your mentality." .Don’t worry about the qualifications, I will take care of it for you.”

Jiang Li keenly heard the number "one thousand and five".

He still owed Chen Shushu two hundred and seven yuan, and he was worried that he didn't know how to repay this huge sum of money, so he got such a sudden opportunity to make money.

But when he thought about what Sheng Qianling said just now that gambling is not allowed, he hesitated and asked, "Brother Ling, does this count as gambling?"

Sheng Qianling shook his head, looked him straight in the eyes, and replied, "As long as I agree, it's not considered gambling."

Jiang Li jumped up happily again, wanting to rush into Sheng Qianling's arms again.

He didn't realize that he had such urges more and more, just like a child, writing all his emotions and sorrows on his face.

He also called Sheng Qianling: "Brother Ling."

"Ah."

Jiang Li said solemnly: "I found that people still have to be shameless."

Sheng Qianling was surprised: "??"

Jiang Li said to himself, "Otherwise, how could I hook you up?"

Sheng Qianling: "..."

"So, let me kowtow to you," Jiang Li said, "otherwise I'm really too sorry."

While making a gesture to bend his knees, Jiang Li took out a sweet orange lollipop from his pocket, tore off the wrapper and squeezed it in his hand.

In the next second, Sheng Qianling stretched out his hand and grabbed him, straightening his body, his handsome face was full of astonishment.

Sheng Qianling said, "Jiang Li, you—"

Jiang Li moved closer and said with a playful smile, "Since brother Ling won't let me kneel, then eat a piece of candy and treat it as my teacher's apprenticeship gift."

After speaking, he put the brightly colored candy on Sheng Qianling's lips.

Sheng Qianling was forced to swallow a candy, frowning and unconsciously licking it.

He never eats sugar, nor can he accept overly sweet tastes.

At this time, I somehow feel that the taste of this sugar is quite good.

The author says:

Friends, because I saved the full text of the manuscript, I have refined it two or three times before publishing (including checking for typos).

So during the serialization period, I should not edit the text casually. First, I am a little obsessive-compulsive and want to keep the release time consistent. Second, I feel that I have done everything that needs to be fixed.

But I don't know if there will be other reasons to revise the article, so please watch the new chapter as soon as it is released at [-] o'clock every night.

I can't say more.