I really don't want to be her world

Chapter 196 194. What did you just say?
"Haha, I was really thinking about this just now, but I didn't think too much about it."

Tang Yimeng covered her mouth and smiled.

After walking up the stairs, facing the two of them were two glass doors that could be pushed open in any direction. Looking at the middle-aged woman looking at him at the counter, Yuan Shu smiled and said, "Hello."

"Come on."

The middle-aged woman smiled kindly when she saw the young man and said.

"Well, let's open a table inside."

Yuan Shu saw that there were four tables outside occupied by people, so he said.

"Ok."

The middle-aged woman agreed with a smile, then controlled the computer and stretched out her hand to Yuan Shu, "Okay, table number seven inside."

"Ok."

Yuan Shu responded, then waved to Tang Yimeng.

“I didn’t expect that such a small facade would be so big inside.”

Following Yuan Shu into a small corridor, Tang Yimeng looked at the rows of iron cabinets next to him and said curiously.

"Yes, it's quite big here, but usually there are not many people here, but today there are an unusually large number of people. In the past, the few tables outside were not occupied."

Yuan Shu turned around.

"Did those people who beat you outside just now also just finished the college entrance examination?"

Tang Yimeng followed the young man around a corner and asked.

"It's not like that, and they're not too young."

Yuanshu looked at a billiard table with lights on and pointed: "Here."

"I think the landlady is quite old."

Tang Yimeng hung his blue schoolbag on the back of the chair and sat down.

"The boss lady is quite old, but it can be said that her charm is still there. She has maintained herself so well at such an age. She was also a stunning beauty when she was young."

Yuan Shu casually picked up a pole, weighed it in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Eh? Isn't there anyone here who cares about swinging the ball?"

Tang Yimeng also picked up a pole, and she noticed that in the room outside there was a short-haired girl wearing black short-sleeves and trousers helping to swing the ball.

"We can just do it ourselves and don't bother them. When I was playing outside, every time I hit the last ball, the little girl would come to help me put the ball in. It was quite embarrassing."

Yuan Shu took the billiard balls out of the tracks in the bag, arranged the tripod, and then put them in in order.

"But, aren't they themselves helping yards?"

Tang Yimeng said.

"Yeah, but I cleared the table too fast, so as soon as the girl helped me get the ball, she had to do it again, so I felt embarrassed."

Yuan Shu held the bottom of the tripod with his four fingers and his thumb apart, quickly pushed it forward and at the same time pulled it back, then he gently picked up the tripod, "It's done."

"Wow, it's so neatly arranged!"

Tang Yi dreamed that balls of two different suits and the black eight tightly formed a triangle, and said with a smile.

"Right, I really like the feeling of fast pushing and pulling back and forth after the tripod frames the ball, which is very textured."

Yuan Shu nodded and said.

"By the way, have you ever played billiards before?"

Yuan Shu looked at Tang Yimeng who was holding a billiard cue and suddenly asked.

"No, how to fight?"

Tang Yimeng asked as he gestured with the pole.

"In this way, you fight according to my posture."

After saying that, Yuan Shu bent down to set up the pole and made a few gestures. Tang Yimeng, who was standing opposite, understood it immediately, and then bent down to set up the pole.

"Is that right?"

Tang Yimeng held the middle and lower part of the club with his right hand, poked it forward, and asked.

"Yes, but the position of your rod should be leaned down, so it is easy to lose your center of gravity and bar your rod."

Yuan Shu nodded, leaned the pole on the table, went to Tang Yimeng and pulled her right wrist, said.

"But... if I hold it any lower, my arms won't be long enough."

Tang Yimeng also found that holding the club like this would be more stable, but she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Then hold it slightly upward."

Yuanshu said.

"Come on, let's tee off."

Yuan Shu put the cue ball on the white line and smiled at Tang Yimeng.

"I don't know how to tee off?"

Tang Yimeng asked.

"that's it."

With that said, Yuan Shu stood behind the cue ball, bent down to set up the pole, and took aim a little, and then he poked out with one shot!
Snapped!
pat!

With two crisp impact sounds, when the cue ball hit the pile of balls arranged in a triangle, more than a dozen balls exploded instantly and fled in all directions.

"It's amazing, it just scared me."

Tang Yi dreamed of Yuanshu teeing off with one shot and laughed in surprise.

"Haha, the kickoff must be steady and firm, and the power cannot be retained. Once the power is dispersed, it will be impossible to explode the ball pile."

Yuan Shu touched his nose a little proudly at the compliment and said with a smile.

"How to fight next?"

Tang Yimeng asked as he looked at the table full of balls.

"There are no balls left in the pocket. You can just hit whichever ball is in the pocket. Then when one person has finished hitting all the suits, you can hit the black eight. During this period, if the cue ball does not touch the target ball , or the cue ball does not touch anything, or the cue ball falls into the pocket, etc., it will be counted as the opponent's free stroke, that is, I can take out the cue ball and hit any ball. If I accidentally hit it in the middle, If Black Eight is shot down, then the opponent will win.”

Yuan Shu chuckled.

"So you can hit it casually if it's a foul?"

Tang Yimeng asked.

"If you commit a foul, I can hit you as many times as you like. If you don't commit a foul, I can hit you as many times as you want."

Yuan Shu elaborated.

"I understand, then I will..."

Tang Yimeng nodded, and then aimed at a hollow colored ball near the bottom pocket.

Clap!

Listening to the sound of clicking, Yuan Shu was very happy, but when he saw that Tang Yimeng could still hit the hollow ball after clicking, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "What a good luck..."

"Oops, there was a mistake..."

Tang Yimeng was startled, and then asked: "Is this considered a foul?"

"No, although it was a miss, your cue ball hit the target ball, and the target ball also successfully hit the edge of the Taiwan mud. It's not a foul, at most it's not a goal."

Yuan Shu shook his head and said calmly.

"Huh...it's okay, okay, I thought I was going to give you a free ball!"

Tang Yimeng breathed a sigh of relief, looking relieved.

"Ha, looking at you like this, you really don't want to give me a free kick?"

Seeing this, Yuan Shu couldn't help laughing.

"Of course, you play so well, if I give you a free ball, wouldn't I lose quickly?"

Tang Yimeng said matter-of-factly.

"I just hit the ball and it's amazing?"

Yuanshu said with a smile.

"Didn't you just say that every time you play outside, someone just picks up the ball and then comes back to pick it up for you?"

Tang Yimeng asked.

"correct."

Yuan Shu nodded noncommittally.

"Yeah, isn't that awesome?"

Tang Yimeng spread his hands.

"But I didn't say that I scored all of them, because sometimes the hand feels bad, and it will form an indissoluble bond with Hei Ba, which is the kind of game where you hit around it until the end and still accidentally send it into the goal. In the bag, that’s why I said he just picked up the ball and then he picked up the ball again.”

Yuan Shu said with a wry smile.

"Hahaha, Hei Ba may be obsessed with it too. Why does he always hit me?"

Tang Yimeng, who knew the truth, laughed heartily, thinking that he was Hei Ba, and imitated.

"Hahaha!"

Yuan Shu was also amused by Tang Yimeng's funny behavior.

"When I talk about Heiba, I think of an interesting thing. When I was in junior high school, I met a buddy. He often had an indissoluble bond with Heiba. But we were just the opposite. I was always fighting. He couldn't make a black eight, and finally he was so angry that he took the black eight in the boss's billiard hall and went home."

At the end of the sentence, Yuan Shu couldn't help but laugh. It was really funny to his brother-in-law, and it still feels funny when he thinks about it now.

"Hahaha, it's okay to take the black eights home. Did he take all the boss's black eights?"

Tang Yimeng asked with a smile.

"Of course not. Then I would probably be caught by the boss as soon as I went out. He took a table. I saw it on Renren. Later I went to his house to play, and it was actually on his desk. I saw this Black Eight."

Yuanshu recalled with a smile.

"Haha, I think you should take Hei Ba away while he's not paying attention."

Tang Yi dreamed of an idea and suggested.

"Hey, don't tell me. When I entered his house, he was about to prepare a large size and asked me to stay in his room for a while. If I had known this earlier, I would have given him a matryoshka to let him know. What does it mean to recreate a classic?"

Yuan Shu felt that Tang Yimeng was really a clever little ghost, so he immediately joked.

"Hahaha, the reappearance of a classic is so devilish. Let him know what it means to treat others with their own treatment."

Tang Yi Meng smiled and said with her face turning red.

"What did you just say?"

Yuan Shu's smile suddenly disappeared without a trace. He suddenly stared at Tang Yimeng seriously and asked.

(End of this chapter)