In the past, there was a special relationship on campus, not a couple, nor a girlfriend of the opposite sex, but a godsister and brother. I wondered why those female classmates of mine suddenly had a younger brother from the next class. When someone asks her who she is, she proudly says, "My brother!" Dear? No, I recognized it.

These younger brothers are sometimes months older than their "older sisters", but they will obey their sisters' words and always be together after class, meals, and school. And the sisters always show a strong desire to protect these younger brothers, and they care about them in every detail. In the past, I thought it might be because of family planning, and each family had only one child, so as only children, we especially wanted to have a younger sibling. It wasn't until I watched a joke about a boy pretending to be a sissy and touching the hands of all the girls in the class during high school that I finally understood that these "younger brothers" are scheming boys: if you can't get along as a couple, then you can be with the goddess you admire in the name of your brother, and there are some things that couples can't accomplish. It's a pity that I didn't think of this layer at the time, I just thought that these "younger brothers" looked like dogs, and they all ended up eating soft rice.

But then again, I don't have a godsister and brother relationship, but I have had two special relationships.

The first paragraph was when I was in high school, and in the second year of high school, we happened to be studying Zhuangzi's "Getaway". Because I bought a portable version of the Tao Te Ching when I was a child, I read it often, so I was particularly interested in Taoist things. "There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, and the size of the Kun does not know how many thousands of miles it is." It was very bold to read, and since then I have brazenly called myself a "free child". "Xiaoyaozi" is also a character in "Dragon Babu", the master of Xuzhu, so I suddenly felt that my image was a little taller. Unexpectedly, there was a girl in the class who was stunned and said that she was Xiaoyaozi's master. I didn't read much, and I didn't know if Xiaoyaozi really had such a master, so I didn't dare to argue with her, so I called her "master" for two years in a daze. Of course, Master is not called in vain, as long as I need help in trouble, "Master" will help. This "master" is indeed qualified, she likes to read very much, and her writing is very good, and she is always praised by her Chinese teacher. On the contrary, I will only rely on some cleverness to make the teacher have a kind of illusion of brightness, and in the end I will be exposed by the weak content. Therefore, my "master" is not wronged.

This daughter-in-law will always become a mother-in-law, and I, who is an "apprentice", will also become a "master" one day.

Although I was not able to become a family member with the blue bow girl, I maintained a good relationship with her roommates, after all, I was also a wingman who helped me, so I naturally wanted to "vote for me with a peach and repay her with Qiong Yao". I often lend them class notes to copy, occasionally invite them to drink milk tea, and sometimes hang out together. One of them, Aman, played with me a lot, and sometimes we would look for her when we invited the girls in our dormitory to participate in the activities.

Da Le opened a billiard hall, and Lin Ye and Eric often played against each other with milk tea as a bet. If Mr. Liu is free, they will definitely pull him in, because more often Mr. Liu is responsible for the money for this bet. Sometimes Da Biao and I will also have a pastime with them, and the four of us will take turns to fight, and then Mr. Liu will watch the battle. Because I haven't been in contact for a while, I started with some hands, and I put the cue ball out of the table at the beginning, and then there were various situations: I didn't hit the cue ball, the cue ball fell directly into the pocket, the cue ball didn't hit any ball, and the ball flew to someone else's table...... Eric was supposed to be a good boy in high school and didn't play billiards, so he was in a similar state to me. At the beginning, Lin Ye disliked him, so he didn't want to fight with him, and liked to play with Da Biao's squad leader. I had to team up with Eric and let me teach him. Later, because of the lot of fighting, coupled with his own talent, by brushing my copy, Eric was gradually able to suppress Lin Ye occasionally. And I may not have any talent, except for the straight hole, the rest can only rely on defense, so sometimes it will make Lin Ye crazy, but in the end, he is the winner.

I only played billiards in high school, when I could go out to eat at noon as a general student, and Bick and Wang Yan and I would often go to a small place that we called an "eight-person restaurant" to eat. As the name suggests, this place can seat up to eight people, including the boss. Reservations are not possible and everything is freshly made. Once it's too busy, the boss will go out to catch guests.

So we would take advantage of that interval to play a game of billiards, and we would be able to eat after eating, and it was there that I really learned to play billiards.

One day, Aman suddenly told me that he wanted to play billiards, perhaps because he had heard about Eric's rapid progress and wanted me to teach her. Although I don't have the ability to win against others, I still have the ability to teach others, and with Eric's ready-made teaching case, I thought there should be no problem and agreed. The two of us went to Dale to open a table and started her billiards lessons.

Teaching this thing is a step-by-step process, and the master leads the door to practice in the individual. I started with the most basic grip hitting the cue ball, from the big head to the small head, from the close to the long. After going back and forth, Oman slowly mastered the essentials, and the probability of hitting the ball became smaller and smaller. Then it is for her to find the feeling of a hole-in-one, of course, she still has to start with a ball, practice hitting the cue ball into the bag first, and then try to hit other balls with the cue ball when she is proficient.

In this way, after my careful training, Oman can be regarded as able to play billiards. After that, she asked to recognize me as a master. Maybe it's because there are too many online games, and there will be a master-apprentice system in it, which can increase experience points and combat effectiveness. At first, I didn't think it was necessary, but eventually I succumbed to the obscenity of a cup of milk tea, and I had an apprentice from then on. Interestingly, I only taught her billiards once the whole time. On the contrary, this "apprentice" taught me to play mahjong with tea, took me to play dance troupe, and often invited me to eat and drink milk tea. The only thing I could do as a "master" was to lend her the class notes to copy.

In addition to picking up an apprentice, I also magically recognized a girl in my class as the "boss", because I think she is naturally domineering. So as soon as I met, I called her "boss, boss", which made her embarrassed, and later turned out to be my instinct right.