"What...what happened..."

Ma Tuo suddenly shouted, startling everyone around him, and Yahan was also stunned for a moment. She also trained in a martial arts gym, and someone reached out to take the thing in her hand. First of all,

She clenched it tightly like a reflex. When she turned around, she saw Jia Ming standing beside her, handing over another glass of water.

"Drink this."

"Uh..." Although she couldn't figure out what it was for a while, since it was Jia Ming who said it, she naturally nodded habitually, exchanged cups with Jia Ming, took a sip, and then realized that Jia Ming had removed her balls.

He also took the pole, with a harmless smile on his face.

"Can I substitute someone? Teacher Zhang, you are also tired. I will take your place in this game."

Just like that, he suddenly rushed out without saying hello, and took the cup from Yahan's hand for no reason. Coupled with Ma Tuo's sudden shout, everyone didn't think clearly what was going on.

Lin Wanzhen smiled and said: "Are you going to fight Dai Yahan? Little brother, what is your relationship with Yahan?"

Jiaming shrugged, turned back to look at Yahan, Yahan hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said: "Well, he is my younger brother, Gu Jiaming, Jiaming, and Wanzhen are my classmates in college, and my classmates in Cambridge

She was very good to me at that time."

"Hello, Sister Wanzhen." Jiaming said with a smile like a standard good student. At first, everyone thought that Zhang Jing'an only had one daughter, Yahan. How could he have a younger brother? Then they thought about such a big family, cousin

Of course, a cousin is indispensable, but judging from his friendly manner when talking to Yahan, it is obvious that he is particularly close to Zhang Jingan's branch. Some people secretly remember this name, and maybe the Zhang family's property will fall into these branches in the future.

In my hand.

After introducing Lin Wanzhen, naturally there was also Ma Tuo who was staring at the cup in Jiaming's hand. After greeting each other, Yahan also frowned slightly, looking at the cup in Jiaming's hand, and then turned to the side.

Mato. Although she didn't attend many such gatherings on weekdays, she had already seen a lot of the world. When she saw Mato's twinkling eyes and Jiaming's attitude, she made preliminary assumptions in her mind.

"Then...come?"

Jiaming placed the cup on the edge of the billiard table as if nothing had happened. Jiaming tapped the glass with his fingers and looked at Mato with a smile. Mato hesitated for a moment, then nodded unnaturally: "Ha... of course.

…Who kicks off first?”

"Kick off, you go first." Seeing Mato coming over, Jia Ming picked up the glass and put it on a small platform next to Yahan, then waved. "Wait, let's talk about this first.

Usually there is some luck, how much do you play?"

"one hundred……"

"Too little," before he finished speaking, Jiaming interrupted him casually. Then he took out his wallet and said, "A hundred yuan is no fun at all. Sister Yahan, how much is better?

...Well, it’s troublesome. I don’t have much money with me. Sister Yahan, can you lend me some?”

A paragraph of words was uttered like fried beans. Mato didn't even have room to speak. At this time, Yahan looked at the glass next to him, and then at Jiaming, who was speaking. His expression was a little dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

What? She didn't react until Jiaming called her. She reached out and opened her handbag: "Uh... how much do you want?"

Under everyone's gaze, Jiaming laughed: "As many as you want."

Everyone, including Yahan, was stunned, 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 College is just for her.

Professions and hobbies, if the strength behind her is taken into account, this gentle woman in front of her can use hundreds of millions of funds at any time as long as she needs it. So, how much is needed is not a concept, and there is no such thing as borrowing money.

It's nothing if the lottery jackpot rises from one hundred yuan to one thousand or ten thousand yuan. If he hadn't earned the money, he would have been called a playboy by others at most. But the young man in front of him was obviously targeting Mato from the beginning.

, simply want to use this table tennis game to force the opponent to death - provided that his table tennis level is extremely good.

Everyone is not a fool. At this time, they have all smelled the unusual atmosphere in the air, and their eyes are spinning between Ma Tuo, Yahan and the glass of water. Lin Wanzhen wanted to speak, but she closed her mind at the thought.

Mouth - if there is really something wrong with that glass of water, then he deserves it - he invites people to come to his house to play, and then drugs them to cause certain things, among some rich but ill-educated young people

In fact, it is not uncommon. But for this kind of thing, either you are consensual, everyone takes drugs and has a promiscuous party at home, and no one can say anything, or the drugged family has no power and spends a fortune afterwards.

They won't be afraid of money, even if they go to court. However, if you do something like this to Yahan, it's hard not to remind people of Yahan's family background... Did this Ma Tuo have his head run over by a car...

Although his family also comes from a gangster background, Ma Tuo is not a habitual offender when it comes to this kind of thing. Being impulsively told by Yi Huaying and then exposed, he was a little panicked and didn't know what to say at this time. Seeing this

After Yahan was stunned for a moment, she took out a checkbook from her handbag and wrote the amount on it. 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 College. There is still a little more than one million... Although there is an overdraft on the account, but... one million, okay?"

Taking the check, Jia Ming smiled and shrugged: "It's so-so." Then, the check was thrown directly on the table, "Look, I borrowed the money. If it's not too little, let's get started."

one million.

No one will think this is a friendly match anymore.

Ma Tuo stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his face. Of course he could refuse. But the problem lies in the Zhang family's attitude towards him in the future. Although he is currently working out of town, and his younger brother is also attending college elsewhere, but his father is involved in the underworld in Jianghai City.

With the power of the Zhang family, if they insist on punishing him because of this incident, and with their family's extensive criminal record, there is absolutely no way out.

As Yi Huaying said, his previous contact with Yahan was firstly because of Yahan's beauty, family background, and his experience in Cambridge; secondly, it was because of his relationship with Xu Mo and his original attitude towards Yahan.

He didn't have much hope, but Yi Huaying had just given him this hope: Yahan seemed to have a better attitude towards him than Xu Mo, and he had hope. After some analysis later, this hope seemed to be suddenly increasing again.

Time failed, Yahan could even cry all night for the man she liked, could refuse Xu Mo and even everyone else's dates and love, so what does it mean for her to smile to herself? The most important thing is, that smile may not be anything at all.

For herself. Maybe she met the person she liked here - this was something both of them thought about, but neither said it out loud.

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 the hope they once had - regardless of whether Yi Huaying did it for him.

Xu Mo was instigating it unfavorably, but the end result was that he was indeed tempted by what he said. Drugging was a trivial matter. He had heard countless people say that he had seen many people do it, but he never knew that he would be so unhappy.

The problem is how to solve it now. It’s not that the family has no money, but it’s still a bit painful for him to spend one million. It’s not that he can’t refuse this billiards, but he doesn’t dare to refuse. This kid is playing basketball for Dai Yahan.

Yahan took out one 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 he wins or loses - if he wins, he will naturally have to pay back the money -

—Everything has settled down since then.

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

"It doesn't matter, I believe in your character. If you win, just take the money. If you lose, just write an IOU." Jia Ming smiled and took out a coin, "Then you kick the ball if it's heads, and I'll kick the ball if it's tails. What?

Sample?"

Ma Tuo looked at Yahan's face with no idea with some hesitation. Then, Yi Huaying, who had just talked to Jiaming's two cousins, came over from behind and said something in Ma Tuo's ear.

In one sentence. Mato gritted his teeth and finally nodded: "Let's get started."

This boy is not very good at playing table tennis. If you want to beat him, you have no problem. Win first, and then apologize to Yahan - of course you can't ask for a check - that's all you can do for the time being, or just lose.

good.

After some thought, he decided that he still wanted to win first. Then it would be more sincere to admit his mistake to Yahan. However, the development of the matter did not give him much choice.

The result of the coin toss was that Mato teed off first. He had worked hard on billiards and had a record of scoring 98 points in one shot. His confidence was not much worse than that of a professional player. Of course, who took the first shot?

It was difficult to score a goal. After hitting the ball with one shot, the white ball stopped lightly next to the red ball, leaving Jiaming with a meaningless start.

Walking to the edge of the stage, Jia Ming touched it with a stick. The red ball scattered a little, but of course it didn't mean anything.

According to this, the next shot can start to score points... Mato thought in his mind. Knock the red ball out a little more. However, the white ball is still close to the red ball. In the eyes of everyone, there are almost no balls that can be scored in one shot.

Jiaming took a breath and supported the table with both hands. He 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 next to the white ball hit the second one hard, and then the second one hit the edge of the table.

It bounces back and knocks the third one out. It goes directly into the bag.

First point.

"I'm so lucky, I got one." Lin Wanzhen said with a smile.

Without too much hesitation, Jia Ming walked to the other side of the table, leaned over, and the white ball went straight to the black ball with the highest score, pocketing eight points. This ball was considered a straight line, so no one was too surprised.

After the black ball was taken out and placed, Jia Ming took a shot and another red ball went into the bag.

Nine points.

When the black ball entered the bag for the second time, Mato's expression began to change, and the people around him began to show surprise. More people gathered around. Including Dongfang Wan, who had been wandering around the ballroom and the grass, also left.

He came over and looked at Jiaming and the table with a surprised look on his face.

From the very beginning when I invited him out, to shopping for clothes and dancing, no matter what he did, he never made much sense of presence. Mixed in the crowd, he really seemed a bit ordinary. There was nothing special about his appearance or temperament.

However, at this time, this temperament has completely changed.

Staring at the table, calculating accurately, leaning over, and hitting the ball, Jia Ming seemed to have completely transformed into the most professional billiards player. Even the ordinary suit he was wearing seemed to have changed.

He had to stand up even more, and the entire atmosphere around the table became particularly fierce just because of him.

Is this... the result of Sister Suyan's teaching...

Red ball, black ball, red ball, black ball... The rules of snooker are to score a red ball, and then score any colored ball, and the score with the black ball will be the highest. Calculating, if the table is cleared with one stroke,

The highest score is 147 points. For professional players, the number of times a stroke exceeds 100 points is a measure of strength. Looking at Jiaming's attitude at this time, he is obviously working towards 147 points in an orderly manner.

The target of points was advanced. When the black ball entered for the sixth time, there were already 48 points on the scoreboard. The table was surrounded by people. Two cousins ​​from the Huang family crowded not far away with their eyes wide open.

Looking at aliens they have 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, Jia Ming finally made his first mistake. The red ball didn't go in, but the white ball stayed close to the red ball and stopped at the most tricky angle.

.However, snooker has a maximum score of 147 in one stroke. Unless Jiaming continues to deduct points for fouls, Mato has no chance of winning.
To be continued...