"What do you usually like to do?"
Yan Yan and Xu Lang gave up their bicycles and walked side by side in the park. There is still plenty of time now. It seems that Yan Yan is very energetic today.
After Xu Lang heard the words, he twisted his eyebrows. He thought carefully about whether he had any hobbies, and finally just frowned and said: "Does smoking count?"
As soon as he said this, he was amused and he patted Xu Lang on the shoulder, mockingly said: "Smoking is your hobby, isn't it? You are too boring!"
Xu Lang looked up at him weirdly, then scratched his head, thinking about it for a while and found that he grew up so big, and he really couldn't tell what he liked...
"how about you?"
"Do you know how to play billiards?"
"will not."
"Then you try today."
Regardless of whether Xu Lang was happy or not, Yan Yan dragged him out of the park quickly, but instead of choosing the club, he took Xu Lang to a pool hall in the basement.
The moment Xu Lang opened the door, he felt a choking smell of smoke. Even though he was an old smoker, he couldn't stand it anymore. He coughed violently and went inside. At first glance, a group of colorfully dressed young people were playing billiards with smoke in the smoke-filled basement.
Yan Yan seemed to be familiar with this environment. He came to the front desk and said to the boss who was playing games at the counter: "Open a table for us."
"How long?" the boss asked vaguely without lifting his head.
Yan Yan turned his head and glanced at Xu Lang, thought for a moment and said, "Let's drive for an hour first."
"Table eight, go by yourself."
Xu Lang was a little uncomfortable listening to the noise of the room. He was even more out of place than those people at the moment, but he saw the unknown side of Yan Yan.
He was still spinning around at the door, Yan Yan had already walked to the eighth table and picked the clubs, but the way he looked at those people didn't seem to be that interesting. One player played and the other couldn't play for a long time.
"Come here!" Yan Yan chose his own club, and saw Xu Lang still standing there stupidly, and he waved his hand quickly, his expression was very excited.
Xu Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head, and walked towards the eighth table. When he passed by the seventh table, he took a careful look. The fat man with the pole seemed to be very powerful, and the other thin man was surrounded by a few. Several young people at the table were all shouting by the side.
Every time the fat man scored a goal, those people kept complimenting him, but Xu Lang also saw that the fat man was indeed very powerful, almost hitting the hole with the pole, and the other thin man took the pole and sat on the bench.
"You can serve a ball first." Yan Yan is gearing up, he hasn't played billiards for a long time, and some of his hands are itchy and eager to try.
Xu Lang picked one at random, looked at the playing posture of the fat guy next to him, bent his waist as if he were, put the cue in front of him, aimed at the row of billiard balls, shaking his right hand and making a bang.
The cue stick directly to the tablecloth, and there was a muffled noise. It was a stern burst of laughter, and the group of people next door also leaned forward and closed with laughter.
Xu Lang reluctantly took his left hand from the table, grabbed his wrist and showed Yan Yan: "How do I play billiards like this, you have intentions."
Yan Yan smiled for a moment, then patted his forehead: "I really forgot, then you watch me fight."
Xu Lang's expression became gloomy. He stared directly at Yan Yan. He watched Yan Yan spread the billiard balls and said in a bad tone: "I think you want to play, so you pulled me over. I am free!"
Yan Yan was just about to play basketball. He was awakened by these words. He stood up and said to Xu Lang: "Oh yes, you are idle anyway. Help me buy a bottle of water."
Xu Langli ignored him, threw the cue stick, sat on the chair, took out the cigarette case with his backhand and smoked the cigarette. Although he can't play billiards, this place can really make people forget the troubles. People, play. Always by nature.
Yan Yan shook his head and started to play on his own. However, it seems that his skills are not very good. He belongs to the kind of people who are addicted to food. Xu Lang watched him finish a round here, the fat guy next door. Three rounds have been played.
Xu Lang was smoking a cigarette and sitting in a chair watching Yan Yan's movements. He suddenly felt a little funny. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to find that Yan Yan's shortcomings made him very happy.
Immediately after that, the fat guy at the other table finished the fourth round, and everyone who could have played around him had played. It seemed that he could not find his opponent, so he looked at Yan Yan.
"Brother, do you want to play two?"
The shouting here made Yan Yan, who was playing seriously with his head down and raised his head. His eyes flashed with a sly look. After looking at the fat man for a moment, he said: "It's a bit of pressure to fight with me, otherwise it's too boring. ."
The group roared with laughter, and the fat man gave Yan Yan a weird look. He looked at this man before, but now he wants to press money again. I'm afraid he is not a fool...
"Yes, five hundred in one round?"
"Come on!" Yan Yan readily agreed, then turned his head and gave Xu Lang a relieved look.
Xu Lang frowned. Did Yan Yan pretend to be before? In fact, his skills are superb, so he wants to play two games with the fat man with his nasty fun
With Yan Yan's personality, everything should be top-notch, so this possibility is very high, but what makes Xu Lang strange is that Yan Yan is really in such a good mood today...
Yan Yan directly slapped five hundred cash on the table, took a bottle of water and pressed it on it, saying, "Where is yours?"
The fat man's expression became even more suspicious, and a thin man behind his head raised his head and pressed five hundred cash under the bottle.
As soon as the battle was about to start, the surrounding players also leaned in, which also aroused Xu Lang's curiosity. He sat not far away and looked up at the situation there.
Yan Yan served the ball first. The billiard balls spread out like flowers on the green tablecloth, but in Xu Lang's eyes there was no idea, and he didn't know what it meant at the beginning. In short, after he saw a ball go into the hole, Yan Yan said that the suit was confirmed, and he started offensively.
But just now it seemed like a shit luck, and then Yan Yan never scored any more goals.
On the other hand, the fat man had a hole in the club. Yan Yan became the person sitting on the bench. After serving, he never had a chance to hit the club again. Until the last ball went into the hole, the fat man walked to the table grinningly. Thousand dollars are in my arms.
The thin man saw this scene, and he stopped talking, but looked at the fat man's broad back but did not dare to continue talking.
"Okay, brother, you played well, do you dare to continue?" The fat man took advantage and behaved, and if he made money he encouraged Yan Yan to continue.
Xu Lang watched this scene with interest, Yan Yan's face was as usual, he took out five hundred cash and pressed it on the table and said, "This time you come first!"
The fat man glanced at him and said softly: "Then don't blame me for not letting you." After saying this, he directly re-took the ball.
And this time, in everyone's onlookers, the fat man cleared the stage directly. The difference from the last fiasco is that Yan Yan hasn't even hit a shot this time!
Xu Lang saw Yan Yan's iron face on the side and couldn't bear it anymore. He laughed happily. It was the fat guy who laughed happily than him.
He made another five hundred yuan, and the fat man told others that he wanted to eat something good tonight and he was going to end the game, but Yan Yan put his hand in his wallet again this time with a dull face and grabbed a few pieces from it. Banknote: "This time I will press you a thousand!"
Fatty and the others were about to leave, but when he heard this, he turned back, and the crowd who was about to disperse gathered again.
"You're still playing, brother, don't you can't afford to lose then?" The fat man was eager to speak up and took the cue back.
"The last time, I don't believe that I can't win you, this time I will tee off!" Yan Yan slapped a thousand yuan on the table. His whole temperament changed and his confidence was restored. Xu Lang did it. Give a win.
Xu Lang thought to himself, could it be that he had just pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger before? Pretending to be a rookie
But what happened next was not what he expected. Yan Yan re-enacted the situation of the first game. Except for the serve, he never touched the pole again...
After another miserable defeat, the Fatty and the others simply laughed. They all used Yan Yan as a cash machine, but their laughter set off Yan Yan very sadly.
Yan Yan's eyes became sharp, and his face gradually became cold. The fat man stretched out his greasy palm and patted his shoulder: "Isn't it playing or not, brother, let's have two more. I will accompany you to continue playing."
But then, Yan Yan clasped the palm of his hand with his backhand, pulled it over, kicked one foot on the fat man’s knee, looked at the fat man half-kneeling on the ground, and said viciously: "Return my money. I!"
When Xu Lang saw this scene, he almost squirted out the water he had just drunk. He didn't expect to make a serious statement that he was not good at his football skills, and he was not good at his game.
The fat man knelt on the ground in pain, and kept wailing and yelling: "Don't play so big if you can't afford to lose! Whoops hurts me so much!"
"Return my money, I have no money to take a taxi!"
Fatty’s friends on the other side also rushed up one by one and surrounded Yan Yan. The other people watching the excitement in the billiard hall had long gone away, so Yan Yan kicked the fat guy to him, and then they joined the others. The people were in a ball.
Xu Lang realized what was wrong. He touched his pocket. He was dragged out by Yan Yan when he went out. He didn't bring any money. It seemed that if he didn't help Yan Yan today, the two of them could only walk back. The newspaper...
No matter how Yan Yan can fight, he is alone, and he is a little hard to resist facing five or six big guys. After punching Junlang in the face, he shouted with a blue face: "Xu Lang, are you still? Help me and walk back together!"
Before long, it was already afternoon outside when Xu Lang broke out of the siege with Yan Yan and rushed out of the chaotic billiard hall.
Xu Lang looked back at the billiard hall that had escaped a long way, stopped, rubbed his swollen right cheek, and said vaguely with swollen lips, "Are you okay?"
Yan Yan bowed his head and waved his hands, gasping for a few rough breaths: "I'm fine, I can fight like this..."
"You wipe the nosebleed first..."
"By the way, hurry up and take a taxi, don't let them catch up." Yan Yan couldn't hold it anymore.
Xu Lang shook his head weakly, "You fight, the money is on you."
"On me? You didn't take the money away after the fight?" Yan Yan suddenly raised his head and pushed Xu Lang.
"Nonsense, I'm going to save you! You didn't take it either?"
"Contact, take us back..."
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Today’s update is more joyful and relaxing. After all, the pressure was too suffocating last time, so I should adjust it easily (end of this chapter)