Be good

When Lin Qianxi returned to the ballroom, he saw Zongcheng collecting the balls on the edge of the table, but he didn't see anyone else there, so he asked him, "Did you play just now?"

"Well, I played a random game." Zong Cheng didn't want to use these things to affect his game, and said it as if he played a random game.

"Why didn't you wait for me?" Lin Qianxi came over and collected two balls for him.

After hearing this, Zongcheng stopped accepting it, and picked up the cue again: "Then come now, and practice two more rounds with you."

"Come on." Lin Qianxi also waved the ball, took out a ticket from his pocket and gave it to him: "I'll give you this first."

Zongcheng picked it up, and it was the ticket to the final.

"Wu Chuan just brought it." Lin Qianxi said: "You didn't participate, and you will definitely not be able to join us when you gather to go to the competition in the afternoon. Just take this and enter."

"Yeah." Zongcheng put it in his trouser pocket: "What time is the game?"

"Two o'clock." Lin Qianxi waved the ball: "Wu Chuan said that I will be free after the game is over, and there is no business for me."

"Keep it free for me." Zongcheng said.

Lin Qianxi smiled: "Okay, I'll keep it for you."

I told Luo Ke earlier that there are arrangements, isn't it just to save time for him?

Really only finished two rounds, Jiang Hao walked in from the outside, carrying a packed meal in his hand, and glanced at the two of them as soon as he entered the door: "Is it hindering you?"

Lin Qianxi leaned on the ball table next to Zongcheng, wiped the head of the club with his hands, and replied calmly: "Someone said you were in the way?"

"Didn't I watch you stay together all the time, for fear of hindering your studies? I even brought you lunch."

"Yeah, studying and practicing." Lin Qianxi glanced at Zongcheng as he said.

Jiang Hao put the meal on the small table in the corner: "It's time to prepare for the game, what else are you playing, hurry up and eat, and go to gather and prepare after eating."

Zongcheng stood up straight at the table, took the cue from Lin Qianxi's hand, and put it down together.

Lin Qianxi sat down at the table, turned to call Zongcheng, and saw that he had taken his coat and was about to go out.

"I'm going out to buy something, you guys eat first." Zong Cheng went out as soon as he spoke.

Jiang Hao said, "What did he buy?"

Lin Qianxi didn't know either, so he replied casually, "Let's buy the test paper."

"Buy test papers?" Jiang Hao didn't quite believe it.

When the meal was almost finished, Zongcheng came back, carrying a red plastic bag in his hand, and sat down next to Lin Qianxi.

Jiang Hao pinched his chopsticks and asked from the opposite side: "Did you really buy the test paper?"

Zong Cheng seemed to smile: "Yes." He put the bag directly on Lin Qianxi's lap.

"Awesome..." Jiang Hao muttered.

Lin Qianxi looked up, saw Jiang Hao bowed his head to pick up the rice, looked at him again, and gestured: What?

Zongcheng took the chopsticks: "Let's eat, it's time to gather."

Lin Qianxi had no choice but to continue eating, holding the plastic bag with one hand.

Soon the staff came to remind everyone to go to the waiting room to prepare, stop practicing in the ball room, and keep the spirit of the game.

Lin Qianxi and Jiang Hao were not playing at the same point, so they had to leave first. When they left the ball room, they turned around and said, "See you on the field."

Zong Cheng nodded to him: "Yeah."

Jiang Hao intentionally waited for Lin Qianxi to go out first, and then walked out slowly, looking at Zongcheng: "You treat Lin Qianxi too differently, teach him a lesson, and even come here to practice and watch the ball?"

Zong Cheng cleaned up the table: "Didn't I come to see you too?"

"Damn, you don't even know which hall I'm playing in." Jiang Hao went out to gather.

Zongcheng sat in the ball room and smiled to himself.

There was still enough rest time before the game, and Lin Qianxi opened the bag when he was waiting in the waiting room.

Inside is a lunch box, filled with washed large strawberries.

He watched it for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, and said to himself in a low voice: "Fuck, you really know how to play..."

This person did it on purpose.

There were other people around. He sat sideways, raised his legs, put the lunch box on his legs, and stuffed one into his mouth.

After eating several pills, as if someone was watching him, Lin Qianxi turned his head according to the feeling, and saw Luo Ke was looking at him.

Facing Lin Qianxi's gaze, Luo Ke smiled and pointed to the strawberry in his hand: "This should not be the box I gave you."

Lin Qianxi also smiled, and stuffed another one into his mouth, and if he didn't say it directly, he was acquiescing.

Luo Ke looked at him a little embarrassedly: "The game went well."

"You too." Lin Qianxi said while chewing strawberries.

"I mean it," Rocco said. "I really hope you have a good game. You are really attractive on the court."

Lin Qianxi paused while chewing strawberries, and looked him up and down.

Luo Ke didn't say any more, turned his head and sat down among his teammates next to him.

Lin Qianxi saw that his face was a little depressed, and it was a bit weird to hear him boasting about himself so much, so he stuffed another strawberry into his mouth, thinking that it shouldn't be what he thought...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the game started on time.

The quarterfinals advance to the semifinals, one group and one group come in order, a total of four groups, and Lin Qianxi is in the second group.

When he entered the arena, he was scanning the auditorium and saw the figure sitting in the front row at a glance.

Zongcheng was wearing a black coat, with his schoolbag at his feet, and was looking at him.

Lin Qianxi took the cue, straightened his vest and bow tie, and licked the corner of his mouth at him. I don't know if he saw it, and walked to the pool table.

The opponent was on the same team as Luo Ke, and Lin Qianxi had a little impression of a round-faced boy with a straight face when he played, without a smile at all.

Lin Qianxi took the right to kick off the ball, which was a good start. He felt that the ball went well for him today, probably because he was in a good mood.

Putting, finishing, and the crisp sound of billiard balls on the stage, there was no noise around, only the referee clearly reported the increased points over and over again.

"Lin Qianxi, score!"

"Score!"

"Lin Qianxi, score again!"

When it was the opponent's turn, Lin Qianxi sat on the opponent's seat, glanced at Wu Chuan on the sidelines, then glanced at the other people in front, back, left, and right, and quietly looked at Zongcheng.

He leaned forward slightly, with his arms on his knees, and his eyes were on him.

Lin Qianxi straightened his bow tie, met his eyes, turned around with a smile, and looked at the table with a serious face.

With a muffled sound of "Du", the opponent fouled the ball, and the situation suddenly became clear.

He picked up his energy immediately, it was a good opportunity, stood up with the club in hand, and went back to the table.

One ball, another ball.

Lin Qianxi lowered his shoulders, held the pole, and aimed his eyes at the cue ball. He saw the figure in the audience leaning forward again, clasped his hands in front of his knees, and was waiting for his shot to go out. moment.

He took a deep breath, and suddenly sent his hand away, with a clear "click".

"Score!" The referee reported the score.

This game ended early.

Lin Qianxi stood up straight and raised an eyebrow towards the audience.

Zong Cheng sat upright, relaxed posture, bent his legs loosely, and raised the corner of his mouth to him.

Two wins in three rounds, smoother than expected.

When there was sparse applause from the auditorium, Wu Chuan walked over from the sidelines, holding a bright red certificate, like holding a gold brick: "Got it! You have the qualifications to play in big competitions! I knew it You can do it!"

Lin Qianxi laughed "Hey" and said, "Then can you keep it for me?"

"Okay, what are you going to do?" Wu Chuan held the certificate under his arm.

"I'm off to study!" Lin Qianxi put down his club and trotted to the sidelines.

Oncoming was the person who was going to play the third group. Luo Ke saw him trotting in front of him, followed his back with his eyes, and looked all the way into the auditorium.

Zong Cheng stood up there with his schoolbag in his hand, and when he walked towards Lin Qianxi, he even glanced at him, with no expression on his face, just like the one he had when he said that sentence.

Stay away from Lin Qianxi, he has someone.

Lin Qianxi changed into his formal clothes in the dormitory, and ran out with his schoolbag.

Zong Cheng was leaning against the wall outside and waiting for him: "Okay?"

"Okay, let's go." Lin Qianxi put his schoolbag on his shoulder and left the venue with him.

"Eat all the strawberries?" Zongcheng asked on the road outside.

"Eat it," Lin Qianxi looked at him, "People buy strawberries, so you buy strawberries too, learning from others?"

Zongcheng grabbed him by the back and brought it to him: "Can it be the same?"

"Fuck..." Lin Qianxi touched the back of his collar and smiled: "What's the difference? Your strawberries are bigger and sweeter than others'?"

"Well, sure, after all, the people who bought it were different." Zong Cheng glanced at him and walked forward.

Lin Qianxi felt as if she had been scratched by a cat's paw. She touched her face, and there was still a smile on her face, but she was so fucking sultry, so sultry that it made one's heart itch.

He trotted to catch up again: "The two of us just go quietly like this?"

"I made an agreement with Wu Chuan," Zong Cheng said, "Come back to study with me after you finish the game."

"Fuck, it's yours."

Zong Cheng suddenly tugged on his coat: "I heard that there is a squirrel bridge here, do you want to go?"

"What bridge?" Lin Qianxi looked at the dusty road: "Is it far away?"

"Not far, walk for 5 minutes." Zong Cheng directly grabbed his arm: "Let's go."

Lin Qianxi was dragged forward and bumped into his shoulder: "You don't choose for me, but ask for a ball!"

Zong Cheng actually smiled: "Just follow me."

Not far away is a bridge, which is particularly abrupt across a river less than three meters wide.

It was just an ordinary wooden bridge, gray and plain, not worth seeing.

Lin Qianxi walked across the bridge, looked down all the way, and when he reached the other side of the bridge, he raised his head and asked, "Is this the Squirrel Bridge?"

Zongcheng said: "When I came here, I searched on the road and saw this bridge. It is said that if you can see squirrels, you will be lucky, so it is called Squirrel Bridge."

"You still search for this?" Lin Qianxi didn't expect it.

Zongcheng glanced at him and walked across the bridge: "How would you know if you didn't search?"

In fact, I made preparations to bring him here, but the scene was a bit disappointing.

When I got to the other side of the bridge, I saw a squirrel, but it was a stuffed squirrel toy sold in a small roadside shop. There was a huge "good luck" sticker on the door of the shop to attract customers.

Lin Qianxi rummaged through the door of the store twice in boredom, suddenly his hair sank, he touched it with his hand, and turned to see Zongcheng's face.

He just took a limp little squirrel and pressed it on Lin Qianxi's hair.

"I want this." Zongcheng said to the store, took out his mobile phone and came out to pay, glanced at him, and twitched.

"Why? I'm three years old?" Lin Qianxi looked at him while pinching the little fluffy toy.

"Father gave it to you." After Zongcheng paid the money, he directly took it and stuffed it into his coat pocket: "Don't you want it, boy?"

Lin Qianxi grinned, touched his pocket, and walked forward: "Yes."

The place is not big, and it takes only twenty minutes to get to the station.

There is a bus that can go back, but the bus is relatively late, and it will be dark soon.

Lin Qianxi took shelter from the wind at the small passenger station, and asked, "It's hard to wait for the bus here, how come you are so punctual?"

Zongcheng was looking at what to eat in the small supermarket next to him, picking with one hand, and said lightly, "Can you come if you think about it?"

Lin Qianxi smiled: "You really want to come?"

Zong Cheng glanced at him: "I'm here to give you strawberries."

"..." Lin Qianxi looked at him several times, and suddenly bumped him lightly: "Are you jealous, Master Cheng?"

Zong Cheng raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Why, you still don't admit it, you?" He started to be ruffian again.

Zong Cheng patted his shoulder: "The car is here."

The car outside really came, and just stopped on the side of the road, when the brakes stopped, there was a burst of smoke and dust.

Lin Qianxi went out with her bag on her back.

Zong Cheng followed behind him, it was a bit crowded when he got into the car, he supported his waist with one hand, stuck behind him and sent him up.

Lin Qianxi went directly to the two-seat seat at the back, and sat down by the window, and Zong Cheng sat down next to him.

The car will still be waiting for passengers, and will not drive for a while. There are people eating in the car, noisy, and each has its own space.

Zongcheng handed the bought food to Lin Qianxi, and suddenly asked, "Do you want noodles?"

"Noodles?" Lin Qianxi looked out: "Why do you want to eat noodles? There are no noodle shops here."

"Then instant noodles." Zongcheng put his schoolbag on the seat and got out of the car again.

Lin Qianxi watched him walk back to the station quickly through the window glass.

In just a few minutes, he came back with a bowl of steaming instant noodles.Two girls who were walking together on the road talked to him, but he just glanced at it and walked straight back to the car without saying anything.

Lin Qianxi kept watching him come back, and sat down beside her: "It's delicious noodles."

"Well," Zong Cheng handed him a spoon, "Just this bowl, let's eat it for two."

Lin Qianxi didn't choose, so he sat on his side, took a fork of a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth. When he looked up, Zong Cheng also sat on his side, with his back blocking the aisle, lowered his head and forked a spoon into his mouth, two A person bowed his head and ate a bowl of noodles, and the noodles were pulled together when they were close together.

Chewing and chewing, they all raised their heads at the same time, and there was a crooked noodle in each other's mouths.

Lin Qianxi pulled the corner of his mouth upwards, biting his face and approaching bit by bit.

Zongcheng looked at him without moving, nor did the face in his mouth move.

Lin Qianxi was still getting closer, until the tip of the nose was to the tip of the nose, so close that the two faces were close to touching each other. Suddenly, he bit off the face, sucked it into his mouth, and smiled at him.

Zongcheng ate the rest of the noodles, still staring at him, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, it's in the car."

Lin Qianxi looked around with a smile, ate all the noodles in one bite, and said in a low voice, "Why do you think it's like elopement between us?"

Zongcheng also smiled, lowered his head, raised the corner of his mouth, and looked at him: "Study Chinese well, this is not called elopement, but a date."