Ding Ji sat opposite Lin Wuyu.
This fried rice noodle is quite famous, and as soon as Lin Wuyu said it, he immediately guessed it was here.
It's lunch time, and for someone who has been studying hard for several days all night, it's important to eat when it's time.
He took a pair of chopsticks out of the bowl next to him, lowered his head and took a sip: "You knew I would come? If I didn't come, your share would be wasted."
"Don't waste it." Lin Wuyu said.
"Huh?" Ding Ji looked up at him.
"To tell you the truth," Lin Wuyu cleared his throat, "These two sets are mine."
Ding Ji was stunned: "What..."
"And that plate..." Lin Wuyu pointed to the plate of fried rice noodles he was eating, "I'm sorry, I just ate two bites."
"No," Ding Ji suddenly straightened up and threw the chopsticks on the table, "Just say whether you have any grudge against me."
"You can eat this plate." Lin Wuyu didn't say anything else, pushed the other plate in front of him, and took the previous plate away.
"...Aren't you going to eat two plates?" Ding Ji was a little embarrassed, and glanced at the fried rice noodles in front of him, "Didn't you say that both plates are yours?"
"Are you going to eat?" Lin Wuyu asked, and helped him pick up a pair of chopsticks and put them on the edge of the plate.
"Don't eat it," Ding Ji said, "Who knows if you haven't licked this plate, and you might say something after taking a bite, ah, this plate is what I've eaten."
"I'm not that boring." Lin Wuyu laughed.
"Then I'm bored." Ding Ji said.
"Lack of rice and become a gangster." Lin Wuyu lowered his head and started to eat.
Ding Ji stood up for a while, and after suppressing his nameless fire, he picked up his chopsticks.
When he went out in the morning, his mother chased after him and asked if he had studied well during this time, and he went out after a few words with his mother.
He was not used to his mother's distrustful attitude. He read and reviewed books every night until midnight, but in exchange for this kind of irritating and maddening questions.
If Grandpa was around, he might persuade him, you tell them that you should study until midnight every day.
But he doesn't want to, his own affairs, his own life, just want to follow his own pace. If he must report, he is only willing to report to his grandparents. Why should he only appear on the phone occasionally for more than ten years? Report to the people in the video.
Taking ten thousand steps back, I understand it from the naive thinking that he is always reprimanded by his father. You love me so much, but you don't know that I don't go to bed until three o'clock every day
"Didn't you go to school?" Ding Ji looked at the time after being stunned for a while.
"Go, come out again." Lin Wuyu said, "How about you?"
"I'll win an induction cooker." Ding Ji said.
Lin Wuyu paused, raised his head, stared at his face twice, then turned to look at the large glass bottle he put on the table: "Why do you want an induction cooker?"
"Give it to my grandma." Ding Ji said.
"Your family..." Lin Wuyu looked at the balance bike he placed next to him again, "Is it not difficult?"
"It's two different things," Ding Ji said. "My grandma felt that the induction cooker wasn't worth spending money on, and maybe it wasn't safe."
"Understood." Lin Wuyu ate two more bites of rice noodles and put down his chopsticks, "I'll help you."
"You..." Ding Ji wanted to say if you can do it, but when he saw his plate, he was surprised and replaced the words behind, "Have you finished eating?"
"Well," Lin Wuyu took a tissue and wiped his mouth, "I have time to eat another plate before you finish."
"Are you a pig?" Ding Ji couldn't help asking.
"No." Lin Wuyu leaned back on the chair and looked at his glass bottle, "What tea did you drink today? Was it honeysuckle before?"
Ding Ji didn't say anything, reached out and took the bottle off the table and put it on his lap.
"Thank you." Lin Wuyu took the Coke that Ding Ji handed over, "Aren't you going to drink it?"
"I drink green tea." Ding Ji shook the bottle in his hand, unscrewed it, took a sip, and put the bottle into a bag that was as sloppy as a face pocket hanging on his waist.
The habit of holding a glass bottle to drink tea is rare among young people, especially Ding Ji... Occasionally, there are young people who can't hide their anger and go out.
Of course, he probably didn't hide it either.
"Go." Lin Wuyu walked over to the mall.
"Wait for me," Ding Ji stepped on the balance bike and followed him, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "I'll put the car away."
Lin Wuyu stopped.
After Ding Ji finished the phone call, a girl ran out of the milk tea shop next to her and smiled happily: "Go, go, I'll play with you in the car first."
"If you play bad, you will pay," Ding Ji got out of the car, "I won't be soft-hearted towards girls."
"Got it." The girl stepped on the balance bike and walked away without looking back.
"Do you still know someone in the milk tea shop?" Lin Wuyu took a sip of Coke, "Why don't you invite me to drink milk tea, you don't need to spend money."
"That's my primary school classmate. If you say you want to drink milk tea, I'll take you to her house to drink it," Ding Ji said, "Don't you want to drink Coke?"
"Ah, I want to drink milk tea." Lin Wuyu said.
"Buy it yourself!" Ding Ji glared at him and turned to go to the mall.
Xinjia is relatively small in the nearby shopping malls, and because it is too old, its location is relatively remote. Although it has the status of an old-timer in many shopping malls, it is still unavoidable that it is old and earthy.
Lin Wuyu hadn't entered this mall for three years.
I didn't expect people to visit this mall and engage in activities.
However, the publicity of this event was obviously not enough. There was a poster outside the mall. They had already started for almost half an hour when they arrived, and the audience was not large, and the people participating in the competition...
"Can I go back?" Lin Wuyu asked Ding Ji in a low voice.
"Repent of what?" Ding Ji said.
"I won't help you win the induction cooker." Lin Wuyu looked around at the aunts and elder sisters who had already signed up and were eager to try.
The few men are uncles.
"What's the matter," Ding Ji looked at him with disdain after looking around, "Are you afraid of victory?"
"Isn't it?" Lin Wuyu still whispered, "It's not like bullying the elderly."
"It's not necessarily who is bullying who," Ding Ji cut out, with an expression on his face as if he was one of the elderly, "Don't go up there and don't even touch the wires of the induction cooker."
Lin Wuyu looked at him for several seconds, trying to judge whether he was sincere or aggressive.
Did not judge.
He even felt that what he said really came from the heart.
"Okay." Lin Wuyu nodded.
The rules of this event are very simple, that is, spot-up shooting.
Each player has 15 goals. Whoever scores the most goals wins. For the same number, it depends on who scores more goals in a row. If it is the same, it depends on who has the shortest time.
In general, it is similar to playing a basketball machine, except that it is farther away.
"What if we are left in the end?" Lin Wuyu asked Ding Ji.
"You think too much," Ding Ji said, "I can't make it to the end, or I won't invite you to drink Coke."
"I thought you invited me to drink Coke because I invited you to eat fried rice noodles?" Lin Wuyu said.
"I invited you to drink Coke because you invited me to eat fried rice noodles and helped me get the induction cooker." Ding Ji replied calmly.
"Your family is really..." Lin Wuyu was interrupted by Ding Ji before he finished speaking.
"It's not difficult, I just want to take advantage of you." Ding Ji said.
"Oh," Lin Wuyu smiled, "How about you do the math, can I win in a while? You probably don't know if I can play basketball or not."
Ding Ji didn't refuse, picked up the phone, glanced at the time, and began to count.
Lin Wuyu watched his movements.
To be honest, I couldn't understand this action, I only vaguely felt that Ding Ji was reciting something.
This style can afford, especially like a half fairy.
"Don't you need to throw something away?" Lin Wuyu couldn't see why, so he asked.
"No, I'm going to use my grandma's copper coins to make divinations at home," Ding Ji said. "Anything can be done outside, numbers, time, that basketball, birds..."
"Bird?" Lin Wuyu was stunned.
Ding Ji stopped counting, turned his face and glanced at him, with a very contemptuous expression: "What are you thinking about? A bird flying in the sky!"
"Tweet Tweet." Lin Wuyu said, he was really thinking about this.
The human mind is really free.
"Jiu you..." Ding Ji clicked his tongue, "Got it, think about what you want to ask, you can pick up anything from hexagrams."
"Yeah." Lin Wuyu nodded.
Suddenly there was an unrealistic magical idea in my mind.
"I can win." Ding Ji said.
"Then do you count how many I got in?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"No," Ding Ji said, "it's easier for me to calculate whether I can have foreign money today than whether you can win."
"...Okay." Lin Wuyu nodded.
Waiting to see the results.
At the beginning of the game, Lin Wuyu found that most of the aunts and sisters came in groups, and they were divided into about five or six groups. They even brought a cheerleading team and cheered them on when they were shooting.
Lin Wuyu took two glances and felt that he really underestimated the elderly.
Although the posture is very non-standard, and even every shot can show a non-standard posture, but there are two aunts who actually made 8 goals.
Shock.
Several uncles and uncles are not low-level, and one uncle scored 12 goals.
Lin Wuyu glanced at Ding Ji, who was leaning on the railing with a lollipop in his mouth and looked at it with relish: "Hey."
"Huh?" Ding Ji responded without looking at him, and applauded the uncle on the field, "It's awesome!"
"You really figured out that you can get an induction cooker?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"It's not about the induction cooker, it's about foreign money, don't be afraid," Ding Ji said, "Relax your mind, if you really don't win, I might be able to pick up ten dollars when I go out."
"So you're not really unsure, are you? But... an induction cooker and ten dollars," Lin Wuyu admired Ding Ji's mentality, "Will the gap be a little big?"
"People need to be content." Ding Ji replied calmly.
They signed up late and were last in line, with Ding Ji coming first.
When Lin Wuyu watched him throw the first ball, he felt that the battle over the induction cooker was probably between them.
Although Ding Ji humbly expressed his determination that he could not get the induction cooker before, the way he took the ball and shot it looked like he had been playing basketball for more than ten years.
One two three four five.
After scoring five goals in a row, Ding Ji turned his head and raised his eyebrows proudly. Lin Wuyu wanted to go and press his eyebrows back when he saw him so shy.
However, his eyes were quickly drawn to the person next to him.
When he signed up, he paid attention. Except for the uncle and aunt, he didn't see any young people, let alone such a young man who looked like an athlete.
The man was watching Ding Ji shoot, and his feet were still habitually moving, occasionally jumping twice.
Lin Wuyu felt that he was being led astray by Ding Ji before, so he thought about throwing in and trying to get an induction cooker, but he never thought that even an induction cooker would cost hundreds of dollars, how could passers-by take it casually? gone
Ding Ji made 13 consecutive shots, the last two missed a little and popped out.
However, this result can already kill the middle-aged and elderly people in front.
"Induction cooker, mine is mine," Ding Ji jumped up beside him happily, "It's your turn, you can relax and vote as you like, it's basically stable if you can't get in, and there's no one behind us."
"Yes." Lin Wuyu glanced at the young man.
Sure enough, that person was called by name and went on stage.
"Did this person exist just now?" Ding Ji asked.
"I don't know," Lin Wuyu whispered, "Anyway, there is now. I think he looks like this, maybe..."
Ding Ji raised his index finger to his mouth: "Look first, don't talk nonsense."
As expected, the young man scored 14 goals. Although one of them didn't score, according to the rules, the total number has priority.
"Fuck." Ding Ji whispered beside him, "This man looks like a tender gun, can actually get 14?"
"...How do you see this?" Lin Wuyu asked while holding back a smile.
"I don't know, intuition." Ding Ji rubbed his nose, "Brother Yu, look at you."
"Okay." Lin Wuyu bit "good chicken" back into his stomach.
When the bidding gun ended, he looked at Lin Wuyu with confidence in his eyes.
Lin Wuyu smiled and stood at the position where the circle was drawn.
This position is not far or near, farther than the two-point line, closer than the three-point line, and the height of the basket is not standard, a little shorter, which is too good.
Everyone looked at him, and he glanced at the induction cooker on the table next to him.
In fact, it is an ordinary induction cooker, and the style is also the old one.
But he was serious when he picked up the ball.
He does this in everything he does, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, doesn't care about ranking, and doesn't care what others say, he only cares about whether the things he wants to do are done well.
For example, now, he just wants to win the induction cooker.
Whether a person has motor cells, whether he exercises regularly, and whether his body is firm or not can be seen, every move, even if he wears a lot of clothes.
Ding Ji was not sure whether Lin Wuyu would play basketball or not.
But he was sure that Lin Wuyu was not a scholar who just stayed in front of his desk and studied foolishly.
Lin Xueshen also strongly supported his judgment.
The first shot was very nice.
"Yo, hollow." said the aunt next to her.
Then the second one.
"Yo, hollow!" said Big Mom.
The third.
"Yo! It's hollow again!" Big Mom raised her voice.
the fourth.
"Hey! Yo!" cried the aunt, "this is professional!"
After the fifth shot, Lin Wuyu turned to look at him.
I don't know if I want to show off, but before Ding Ji can react, he has turned back.
Probably not showing off, but just want to see the surprised expression on his face.
And he turned back without waiting for him to respond, probably to grab time.
To throw the most balls in the shortest time.
It's better to be able to make 15 shots. If you can't make it, you must have 14 shots. If you can't make 14 shots, you need to spend less time than the one with the tender gun just now.
When other aunts voted well, Ding Ji even called it good. When Lin Wuyu voted, he basically didn't make a sound, just stared at it like that.
Then it's over.
15 goals, all scored.
"Isn't this a prank!" The aunt shouted again in shock.
"It's really a revelation," Ding Ji said, "I dare not do it like this, it's too obvious."
"Ouch! Really!" Another aunt also shouted, very unhappy, "You said that you young people are here to join in the fun and grab things from our old people!"
"No," Ding Ji said, "I came to grab it on behalf of the old man.
The organizer of the event still abides by the rules. After registering Lin Wuyu's information, he gave him a ticket and came over to receive the induction cooker a week later.
"I want you to come and confirm with your ID card," the staff said, "and then guarantee that these are all regular products."
"Can't you lead it on your behalf?" Lin Wuyu was stunned.
"No." The staff member said, "I have to be myself."
Lin Wuyu hesitated for a moment: "Okay."
After walking out of the mall, Ding Ji slapped his hand: "I'm not sure!"
"Exactly." Lin Wuyu smiled, "But I have to run again when the time comes."
"Please drink milk tea." Ding Ji pointed to the milk tea shop just now.
"I want to drink Coke." Lin Wuyu said.
"...You just want me to spend money, right?" Ding Ji said.
"You have a good mind, why don't you count how much I made for you today?" Lin Wuyu said.
Ding Ji bought him a bottle of Coke, took him to the milk tea shop, and sat under the parasol at the door.
When the milk tea and a lot of snacks came over, Lin Wuyu felt a little embarrassed: "I just made a joke, you don't need to..."
"I originally wanted to invite you to eat two plates of fried rice noodles after drinking Coke. I see that you were not full just now," Ding Ji said, "but the snacks at his house are delicious, and the shop next door sells small noodles. The shop is also theirs, I made two bowls, you can try it."
"...Thank you." Lin Wuyu said.
"You're welcome, I really didn't expect to get an induction cooker today," Ding Ji swayed against his chair, "I only saw the activity when I passed by here, thank you."
"I didn't do anything, just shoot a few baskets." Lin Wuyu smiled.
"If you have anything to help in the future, tell me." Ding Ji said.
There really is.
But can't open the mouth.
Lin Wuyu felt that he was shocked by having this idea.
If you say it again and it turns out to be true...
"Why are you here today?" Ding Ji asked, "If you want to relax and change your mind, you should go to the small park, which is closer to the attached middle school."
"Guess." Lin Wuyu said.
If you can guess, I'll ask you for help.
Ding Ji glanced at him: "It's true or false."
"Guess." Lin Wuyu hooked the corner of his mouth.
"Okay," Ding Ji narrowed his eyes, rested his chin in his hand, and tapped his fingertips at the corner of his mouth, then said, "Give me a number, one, one set, whatever."
"95." Lin Wuyu said.
Ding Ji looked at him for a while: "I should have done the math before answering you."
"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.
"But you... don't count, I'll just guess," Ding Ji said, leaning over the table and leaning in front of him, "Are you looking for someone?"