"How...... What's wrong......"

Mato suddenly screamed, startling everyone around him, and Yahan was also stunned suddenly. She had also exercised in the martial arts gym, and when someone reached over to take the things in her hand, the first thing was a reflexive clenching. When she turned her head, she saw Jiaming standing beside her, handing over another glass of water.

"Drink this cup."

"Uh......" Although she couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, since it was Jiaming who said it, she naturally nodded habitually, exchanged cups with Jiaming, and took a sip, only to find that Jiaming had also taken her club, with a harmless smile on her face.

"Can you change people, Mr. Zhang, you are also tired. I'll do it for you in this game. ”

Just rushed out suddenly without saying hello, and changed the cup in Yahan's hand for no reason, coupled with Mato's sudden cry, everyone didn't think clearly about what was going on for a while, Lin Wanzhen on the side smiled and said: "Dai Yahan fights, little brother, what is your relationship with Yahan?" ”

Jiaming shrugged his shoulders and looked back at Yahan, who hesitated for a moment, and then smiled: "Well, he is my younger brother, Gu Jiaming, Jiaming, and Wanzhen were my classmates in college, and she was very good with me when I was in Cambridge." ”

"Hello Sister Wanzhen." Jiaming said with a smile like a standard three-good student. At first, everyone thought that Zhang Jingan only had one daughter, Yahan. Where did he get any younger brothers, thinking about such a big clan, cousins and cousins are naturally indispensable, just looking at his intimate attitude when he talked to Yahan, he was obviously very close to Zhang Jing'an. Some people secretly remember this name, maybe in the future, the Zhang family's property will fall into the hands of these collateral families.

After introducing Lin Wanzhen, there is naturally Mato who is staring at the water cup in Jiaming's hand. After greeting each other, Yahan also frowned slightly, looked at the cup in Jiaming's hand, and then turned to Mato on the side. Although she doesn't attend many such gatherings on weekdays, she is already a person who has seen a lot of the world, and she has seen Mato's twinkling eyes. Jia Ming's attitude also had a preliminary speculation in his heart.

"So...... Are you coming? ”

Casually placing the cup on the edge of the billiard table, Jiaming's fingers clanged on the glass, and he looked at Mato with a smile. Mato hesitated for a moment, then nodded rather unnaturally: "Huh...... Of course...... Who kicks off first? ”

"Tee, you go first." Seeing Mato coming over, Jia Ming picked up the glass and put it on a small platform beside Yahan, and then waved his hand. "Wait, let's talk about it first. This is usually a bit of a lottery, right, how much do you play? ”

"One Hundred ......"

"It's too little," before he could finish speaking, Jia Ming had already interrupted him casually. Then he took out the wallet on his body, "A hundred yuan is not interesting to play at all, Sister Yahan, how much do you say is better to play...... Uh, nerve-wracking, I don't have much money with me, Sister Yahan, can you lend me some? ”

A sentence is said like fried beans. Mato didn't even have room to speak. Yahan looked at the glass beside her at this time, and then looked at Jiaming who was talking, her expression was a little dazed, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Reach for the handbag: "Uh...... How much do you want? ”

Under the gaze of everyone, Jia Ming laughed: "How many you want." ”

Everyone, including Yahan, froze, and then the crowd around them began to whisper. Yahan is Zhang Jing'an's only daughter, and as we all know, Zhang Jing'an is very lenient with this daughter. Being a teacher at Sacred Heart Academy is just her profession and hobby, if you count the strength behind her, as long as she needs to, this gentle woman in front of her can use hundreds of millions of funds at any time. So, what is the concept of how much is needed, and how can there be such a borrowing of money.

A jackpot of 100 yuan rises to 1,000 yuan, and 10,000 yuan is nothing. If it weren't for the money you earned, at most you would be said by others to be more sloppy. But the teenager in front of him is obviously targeting Mato from the beginning, and he is simply trying to use this game of billiards to force the opponent to death - provided that his billiards skills are extremely good.

None of you are fools. At this time, they had already sniffed out the unusual atmosphere in the air, and their eyes swirled between Mato, Yahan, and the glass of water, Lin Wanzhen had already wanted to speak, but she also shut up when she thought of it - if there was really anything wrong with that glass of water, then he deserved it - inviting someone to come to the house to play, and then drugging people, and making certain things, it is not uncommon among some rich and uneducated young people. But for such a thing, either you and I are willing, everyone is drugged and has a mess at home, and no one can speak, or the drugged family has no power and power, and spends a sum of money afterwards, even if there is a lawsuit, no one will be afraid. However, doing this kind of thing to Yahan is difficult not to remind people of Yahan's family background...... Is this Mato, his head being run over by a car......

Although his family is also from the underworld, Ma Tuo is not a habitual offender for this kind of thing, he was impulsive when Yi Huaying said it, and then it was exposed, he was already a little panicked, and he didn't know what to say at this time. Seeing that Yahan was slightly stunned, he took out a checkbook from his handbag and wrote the amount on it, and then, a voice that seemed softer than before came out.

"In the past few years, I have used up some of my salary and extra money at Sacred Heart Academy. And a little more than a million...... Although it is possible to overdraft the account, it is ...... A million, okay? ”

Taking the check, Jiaming shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "So-so." Then, the check was thrown directly on the table, "Look, I borrowed money." If not too little, let's get started. ”

Million.

No one will ever think of it as a friendly again.

Mato reached out and wiped the beads of sweat from his face, of course he could refuse. But the problem lies in the Zhang family's attitude towards themselves in the future. Although he is currently working in other places, and his younger brother is also going to college in other places, but his father is in Jianghai City, and with the power of the Zhang family, if he has to rectify him because of this incident, with their family's accumulated criminal record, there is absolutely no way to go.

As Yi Huaying said, he came into contact with Yahan before, firstly, because of Yahan's beauty and family background, and his experience in Cambridge; Second, it was for the festival with Xu Mo, and he didn't have much hope for Yahan's attitude, but this hope was given to him by Yi Huaying: Yahan's attitude towards him seemed to be better than that of Xu Mo, he had hope, and after some analysis, this hope seemed to be suddenly disappointed, Yahan could even cry for the man she liked all night, and she could refuse Xu Mo and everyone else to date and show love, so what is her smile to herself, and most importantly, that smile may not be for herself at all. Maybe she was here to the person she liked—both of them thought of this, but neither said it.

So in an instant, Yahan herself, the huge background and power behind her, suddenly seemed to be far away from her. What people are afraid of is not disappointment, but hope - regardless of whether Yi Huaying is inciting him for the sake of Xu Mo's displeasure, the final result is that he is indeed said to be moved. Drugged is a trivial matter, he has heard countless people say that he has seen many people do it, who knew that he would be so unhappy.

The problem is how to solve it now, the family is not out of money, but it is still a bit painful for him to come up with a million. It's not that he can't refuse this billiard, but he doesn't dare to refuse. This child is playing on behalf of Yahan, Yahan took out 1 million, does this mean that Yahan, who has always been soft-hearted, intends to suppress this matter, as long as he plays this game, no matter whether he wins or loses - he will naturally have to return the money - and then the matter will be peaceful.

Subconsciously, he still said honestly: "I don't have so much money on me for the time being......"

"It's okay, I trust your character. If you win, you will take the money, and if you lose, you can write an IOU. Jiaming smiled and took out a coin, "Then you kick off on the front, and I kick off on the back." What do you think? ”

Mato looked at Yahan's thoughtless face with some hesitation. Then, Yi Huaying, who had just spoken to Jiaming's two cousins, came over from behind and whispered a few words in Ma To's ear. Mato gritted his teeth and finally nodded, "Let's start." ”

The boy didn't know much about playing billiards. It's okay for him to win, win the game first, and then admit his mistake to Yahan - of course you can't ask for a check - that's all for the time being, or it's better to say that you just lose.

After some thought, he decided that he still had to win first. Then it is more sincere to admit Yahan's mistakes. However, the development of things did not give him much choice.

The result of the coin toss is that Mato tees off first. He used to work billiards, and once had a record of scoring 98 points in one shot, and his confidence is not much worse than that of professional players. Of course, it's hard for anyone to score on the first shot. With a shot, the white ball stopped with a slight touch on the edge of the red ball, leaving Jiaming with a meaningless start.

Walking to the side of the stage, Jiaming followed and touched it with a stick. The red balls scattered a little bit, but of course it didn't make much sense.

In this way, you can start scoring points on the next shot...... Mato thought to himself. Knock the red ball a little more. However, the white ball is still next to the red ball. In the eyes of everyone, there are very few goals that can be scored with one shot. Jiaming took a breath and propped up the table with both hands. I stayed there for more than half a minute, and then suddenly leaned down.

In an instant, a crisp bang sounded on the table, and fifteen red balls flew away, the first red ball on the side of the white ball hit the second one fiercely, and the second one then hit the edge of the table and bounced back, knocking the third one out. Directly into the bag.

First point.

"It's good luck to get one." Lin Wanzhen on the side said with a smile.

Without too much hesitation, Jiaming walked to the other side of the table, leaned over, and the white ball went straight to the black ball with the highest score, and went into the bag, eight points. This ball is considered a straight line, so there is no surprise in everyone. When the black ball was taken out and put on the table, Jia Ming took it out and put it in the bag.

Ninth.

When the black ball entered the bag for the second time, Mato's face began to change, and the people around him began to show surprised eyes, and more people gathered around. Including Dongfang Wan, who had been wandering around the dance hall and the grass, also walked over, looking at Jiaming and the table, with a surprised look on her face.

From inviting him out at the beginning, to buying clothes and balls. No matter what he does, he has never been able to give people much of a sense of existence. In the crowd, he really looked a little ordinary. There is nothing special about the appearance and temperament, but at this time, this temperament has completely changed.

Staring at the table, accurately calculating, leaning over, and hitting the ball, Jiaming at this time seemed to have completely become the most professional billiards player. Even the ordinary suit on his body seemed to become more upright at this time, and the atmosphere on the side of the whole table became extremely fierce just because he was alone.

This one...... Is it the result of Sister Su Yan's teaching......

Red Ball, Black Ball, Red Ball, Black Ball...... The rules of snooker are to score a red ball, and then score any color ball, and the score of the black ball is the highest, calculated, if a shot is cleared, the highest score is 147 points, for professional players, the number of times a shot over 100 points is the standard for measuring strength, and looking at Jiaming's attitude at this time, he is obviously moving towards the goal of 147 points in an orderly manner. By the time the black ball reached the sixth time, there were already forty-eight points on the scoreboard, and the table was surrounded by people, and the two cousins of the Huang family who were crowded not far away widened their eyes, as if they were looking at aliens they had never seen before.

Forty-nine points.

Fifty-six points......

Fifty-seven points......

When the black ball went into the hole for the tenth time and scored 80 points, Jiaming finally made his first mistake. The red ball didn't go in, but the white ball stuck to the red ball and stopped at a trickiest angle. However, the highest score of one shot is one hundred and forty-seven snooker. Unless Jiaming keeps fouling and deducting points, Mato has no chance to win.

Exhaled. Jiaming raised his hand to the sweaty Mato: "It's your turn." ”

With the level that Jia Ming has just shown, it is almost impossible to foul. So this is the next shot. Mato couldn't hit the red ball in.

Holding the club and standing up from the side, Jiaming began to wrap up.

On the side of the billiard table, Yahan watched quietly, as if she had lost her soul.

No one can imagine how much she cherishes this relationship with Jiaming.

It's been more than three months since the cold war, and it's been almost two months since we haven't seen each other, and it was she who proposed to stop talking and not interacting anymore, and since then, Jiaming has lived happily with Lingjing and Shasha, but she is hiding in the dark alone and letting the loneliness and pain gnaw at her heart.

Just because you're overwhelmed with a huge amount of work at school doesn't mean you can really forget about it. Overload of work and nightly insomnia caused her to relapse in early July, and she recalled in the cold hospital the scene when Jiaming sent her to the hospital last year, when Jiaming enthusiastically helped her settle the situation of being forced to marry, he, Lingjing, and Shasha also took turns to see her every day, then they were good friends, and now they are flowery men and shameful rivals. The three of them spent each day happily, but all she could think about was these things, and then her heart ached so much that she cried...... What else could she do......

I can only cry all the time and cry all the time, and cry all the time and keep crying......

After she recovered, her family didn't let her take care of anything at school. It gave her more time to reminisce, and then Mato came, and she was grateful to this senior who took care of her at Cambridge. When she went to Cambridge alone, she ran away from home, without the support of her family, and these native classmates at the school helped her a lot, not materially, but more spiritually, so she has always remembered these things.

Mato was interested in her, she might be able to detect it, but of course she couldn't just press it and say anything to say no, that would be too stinky. What's more, someone came to the door every day, and she had to receive it, and she didn't dare to cry too much when she recalled and cried at night, so as not to be seen with red circles, and at this point, Mato had some positive meaning for her - she was a conservative woman after all, and she said directly in front of the principal at that time, "I have fallen out of love and have to ask for leave", and at this time she couldn't do it anyway.

It was just a trivial matter to come to the ball with Mato, but meeting Jiaming was the first major event in her months. Seeing Jiaming being held by Dongfang Wan, she was so resentful in her heart that she couldn't get enough - that guy was distracted again. Dongfang Wan was also hooked up with him - this emotion seems to be complaining: If you want to pay attention, it should be me first. Of course, it's just a thought.

She refused to greet Jiaming, fantasizing that Jiaming, who had always been polite, would come over and take the initiative to speak-this emotion was simply drinking to quench her thirst-but she didn't expect Jiaming to think that she shouldn't come to disturb her again, even if the two of them barbecued for a long time from a short distance, they still refused to go. She felt even more resentful in her heart, talking and laughing with Mato for a long time, and thinking that she had always been unrequited love, she was sad in her heart, and hated to eat an unpalatable chicken wing, and after calming down, she felt that she was almost throwing up, and she went to the toilet to come out, and saw Jiaming sitting on the corridor eating, and her heart couldn't help but pass by there.

She is not the kind of woman who only knows willfulness, and the strong sense of morality in her heart makes her feel that she should not get close to Jiaming anymore, because there is no result anyway. But the weight of tears for more than two months overwhelmed her, and the gods walked over with a ghost, two minds fought in the body, one let her go back, and the other let her pretend to meet unintentionally, and before the winner or loser could be distinguished, she really saw it.

After more than two months, we finally had our first conversation. She was calm on the surface, but her heart was overwhelmed with excitement. Especially after Jia Ming took the initiative to clarify the relationship with Dongfang Wan, the original resentment was swept away. However, in the midst of this happy emotion, there are many kinds of thoughts such as anticipation, pain, and struggle. She shouldn't have come, because this man couldn't have belonged to her anyway. But she knew she shouldn't come, she just couldn't help it, and even if she couldn't help it, she knew that she really shouldn't come......

Then Mato came running and asked her to play billiards. I wanted to say "I'm not going", but the body had already stood up before this thought was confirmed, and there was no choice but to say goodbye. In the time that followed, her heart seemed to be grinding back and forth by a saw, and the rough feeling was pulled in her heart, gradually paining, gradually bleeding, left and right, left and right...... It is as if people have been completely divided into countless pieces.

Then, Mato brought water, and Jiaming came. Until now...... This billiards is played for her, but her mind is not here at all, looking at Jiaming, she doesn't know what she is thinking in her heart, and sometimes she thinks of the glass of water next to her, there is something in the water, which was put by Ma Tuo. He's so hateful - so she took out a million - of course, if Jia Ming said "borrow as much as you want" wasn't aimed at Mato, she would probably call her dad immediately and ask him to transfer tens of millions.

But sometimes I thought that maybe she would have to thank Mato for this glass of water, if it wasn't for him, how could Jiaming come over again. She remembered what happened before Jia Ming. He used to play home for Lingjing, basketball for Sasha, and sang for Lingjing on Christmas Eve, expecting the three of them to be just friends. Now that I think about it, he hasn't done anything spectacular for himself. But now he also played billiards for himself, she listened to the score in her ears, listened to the surprise of everyone, and looked at Jiaming's focused posture. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be his own, without spirit and without rustling......

She looked at it like this, thinking. Thoughts sometimes jump here, sometimes jump away, and in the end, incomparable sorrow leaks out of my heart, and my eyes gradually get wet. I couldn't hold back my tears when I saw it. She sniffed, turned her head to look at the glass beside her, and reached out to push it, and the glass toppled over, splashing and shattering. Jia Ming's eyes glanced over, she turned her head, separated the crowd and ran out, fortunately, people were looking at Jia Ming, but they didn't see her crying.

"Sorry, let's go, I'm going to the bathroom, sorry, let's ......"

As she spoke, she squeezed out of the crowd, and there were still a few last colored balls left on the table. Jiaming hugged the club and stopped expressionlessly. Looking at the pile of debris, I don't know what to think......