When the last black ball was played, Peng Jie and Jiang Yang had similar scores, and the situation was tight.

The two played five black shots and still didn't score.

When it was Jiangyang's turn, the black ball was attached to the bag, and the position angle was excellent.

Peng Jie grabbed the club on the ground, and his feet circled around nervously.

Jiang Yang's whole person lay on the table, aiming at the putt, and with a "bang", the black ball bumped into the bag.

The three of them stared intently, and the black ball did not score in the end.

"Yay!"

"Smack!"

"Ouch!"

Three sounds came from Peng Jie's side, Jiang Yang and Fu Shubao looked over, why was the person missing?

The two went around to the other side of the table and saw Peng Jie lying on the ground holding the club, one leg wrapped around the club like twisting a twist, and the words were like the posture of Sun Wukong's legs around the diamond stick, but Sun Wukong was standing, and Peng Jie was lying.

"Hahaha..."

"Haha..."

The club was vertically in front of him, Peng Jie couldn't sit up, his legs and the club were tightly entangled, and he shouted angrily: "Help me up!"

Uncle Fu covered his stomach and waved his hand again and again: "Hahaha! I can't bear it! Wait for me to laugh a little longer... Haha..."

"Jiang Yang!" Peng Jie stretched out his hand to Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang raised a finger: "One minute, haha..."

Peng Jie arched back and forth on the ground, fending for himself.

Fu Shubao and Jiang Yang couldn't hold back their laughter and pulled him up one left and one left.

Peng Jie's real board is propped up, and the legs and clubs are still inseparable.

Fu Shubao squatted down, untied his legs in the direction, and said with a smile: "The muscles and bones of people who practice dancing are really soft, and they can be wrapped so tightly." ”

"Let's kick you again!" Peng Jie moved his legs, making useless threats.

Fu Shubao slapped it vigorously: "Don't move!"

The legs and clubs were untied, Peng Jie moved his legs, and said angrily: "Still laughing!"

Jiang Yang's chin pointed to the billiard table, and he couldn't help but smile: "Don't laugh! Don't laugh! ”

"Hit!" Peng Jie grabbed Jiang Yang's cue and hit the black ball into the bag.

Peng Jie dropped the cue: "Don't play billiards anymore! ”

"I don't know what to play. Fu Shubao shrugged.

"Why don't you go cycling?" Jiang Yang suggested.

"Okay!" Peng Jie raised his hand in agreement, as long as he didn't play billiards and played anything.

There are three-wheeled bikes in the corner of the garage, but what attracts Fu Shubao and Peng Jie is a glossy black Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

"So stylish!" Fu Shubao's eyes lit up.

"Like Brother Hua in "Heavenly Love". Peng Jie touched the handlebar and said.

"The car belonged to my father, and he said the chain had to be changed, or I could take you for a ride. Jiang Yang pointed to the position of the chain.

"Will you drive?" asked Peng Jie.

"In the U.S., sometimes I drive for fun, and it's not hard to learn to ride a bicycle. Jiang Yang said.

Fu Shubao looked around the motorcycle and couldn't help but let out a "tsk" exclamation.

"I've decided! If I have the money, I'll buy a Harley," Peng Jie played, raised his arms and pretended to drive a motorcycle, and let out a "boom, boom" sound.

"Harley has to sit up straight, it's not like that. Jiang Yang rode on the car to demonstrate.

"Then I have the money to buy Hua Di's kind. Peng Jie lifted his chin.

"When the time comes, you will take my turn. "Fu Shubao likes it, but there is a lot of sand and mud in Toushan Village, and it seems inappropriate to drive a motorcycle.

After watching Harley, the three of them went to pick up a bicycle, one was the one Jiang Yang usually rides, one was Jiang's father's, and the other belonged to Jiang's mother. The question is, who will ride Jiang's mother's pink/women's bicycle?

"How can you ride a bicycle so small?" asked Fu Shubao.

Jiang Yang looked at Peng Jie: "He should be OK." ”

Peng Jie looked at the big blue Snow White avatar on the bicycle, shook his head and refused: "Such a sissy, I don't ride." ”

"Guess the fist decides!" Jiang Yang stretched out his fist.

"Good! rock-paper-scissors, best-of-three games. Peng Jie also stretched out his hand.

As a result, Peng Jie lost, he raised his scissor hand and said with a bitter face: "Could it be that God also bullies me for being short?"

Jiang Yang hugged Peng Jie: "You're just not tall enough." ”

"Is there a difference?" Peng Jie scoffed.

"Of course there is, it's too direct and hurtful to say that you're too short, isn't it better to say that you're not tall enough?" Jiang Yang said ghostly.

Fu Shubao raised his head and said, "Jiangyang's Chinese has improved rapidly, and he knows the art of speech. ”

Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows: "I learned this from Peng Jie, that time he bought sunglasses..."

"Don't say it!" Peng Jie jumped to stop.

Jiang Yang and Fu Shubao glanced at each other and laughed at the same time.

The source of the matter once accompanied Peng Jie to buy sunglasses, he tried and tried, his eyes were always on a pair of sunglasses of more than 900, the clerk said that he could give him a discount, Peng Jie hesitated and said that he was not enough money.

Jiang Yang wanted to borrow him some money and asked him how much he still owed.

Peng Jie flattened his mouth and said, "I owe nine hundred." ”

Jiang Yang and Fu Shubao laughed on the spot.

"Laugh again!" Peng Jie threatened.

"Well... Don't laugh, don't laugh. Uncle Fu covered his mouth.

Peng Jie turned to Jiang Yang and squinted dangerously: "What about you?"

Jiang Yang immediately put on a helmet and covered his smiling face: "Don't laugh!"

Peng Jie stood next to the women's bicycle angrily, but he didn't ride it.

Fu Shubao put the bicycle to Peng Jie with a smile: "You ride this big bike! I'm almost going back!"

"You're not playing?" Jiang Yang asked.

"I... I promised the village to go back to dinner. In addition to wanting to give up the bicycle to Peng Jie, Fu Shubao was actually more worried about Sophie, and he wanted to go back as soon as possible.

"You have a home-stay meal now, ignore me, a lonely man!" Peng Jie pursed his mouth, and Kabakaba's eyes pretended to be pitiful.

"Pretending again!" Fu Shubao waved his hand, "Let's go!"

"Bye!" Jiang Yang got on his bike.

"I'll tell you if it's delicious after I've eaten the big steak!" Peng Jie protested with a smile.

Fu Shubao raised his fist, and Peng Jie stepped on his foot and walked away.

******

"Tuk Tuk!"

"Come in. Sophie looked up.

"You... Still not leaving?" Ah Xiang was grinding in the office, and she didn't see Sophie come out until seven o'clock.

"I'm not very satisfied with the script of 'My Male Lead', and I want to pick again. ”

"It's not in a hurry, it's better to... Why don't we go to dinner? There is a Thai restaurant in the new town, and I have wanted to try it for a long time. ”

Sophie glanced back at the screen: "Try it next time! ”

"But..."

Sophie smiled lightly: "Isn't it good to be able to concentrate on work? ”

"But you have to eat, too!" Xiang advised. Sophie only ate half of the ramen at noon, and Ah Xiang was worried that her stomach would not be able to hold it.

Sophie looked at the time on the screen and said, "Can you buy me a meat bun?" ”

When I came back after shopping, I saw that Sophie was really concentrating on work, and Ah Xiang was not bothered, so she could only leave first after a few words.

After reading the script all night, I couldn't change the last one after picking and choosing, so it's good to be able to fill my brain for a long time.

Sophie is a little glad that she still has a job to be loyal to her, she has always managed her life steadily, studied hard, worked hard, just to save enough for herself.

It's just that I didn't expect that when everything went in the direction of longing, it would be broken without warning. Sophie lost the man, and the man destroyed the beautiful blueprint of her life.

The screen showed that it was eleven o'clock, and she sighed, stuffed the meat bun and iced tea into the bag, and dragged her tired steps out of the office.

******

Fu Shubao heard the sound of the key, hurriedly picked up the remote control and pressed it, his eyes were staring at the TV, pretending to be casual and asked, "Are you back?"

Sophie didn't answer, only heard the sound of high heels and bags falling to the ground.

Sophie glanced at the TV and casually asked, "Beautiful?"

"Uh, it's beautiful!" Uncle Fu saw that the TV was showing a production documentary, and the bloody newborn baby was crying, and he was blind, "Hehe! ”

Sophie wrinkled her nose in disgust and headed for the bedroom.

"Eh, after cooking pumpkin porridge, do you want to eat it?" Fu Shubao called Sophie.

Sophie didn't go back into the bedroom.

Fu Shubao looked at Zhong It was almost midnight, turned off the TV, picked up his high heels and bags, and listened to the corridor for a while.

Sophie's voice came faintly from the bedroom, and it seemed like crying when I listened carefully.

Fu Shubao shook his head and turned to the kitchen.

Sophie and Su Lesheng spit out a round of bitter water, and the portrait relaxed a little.

She wiped away her tears, vigorously pounded her heart, and said to herself: "Lesheng is right! What do I have to cry about, the loss is the scumbag and not me, it is he who has gone away." ”

After taking a shower, she finally felt hungry, remembering that there was a meat bun in her bag, Sophie opened the door, and there was no sound outside, only the soft warm light of the wall lamp.

The rice cooker was somehow placed on the dining table with a little green light. She opened it and saw that it was hot pumpkin porridge, scooped half a bowl to eat, and added another half bowl after eating, Sophie rubbed her stomach, it felt good to be full and warm, I hope I can sleep well tonight.

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