Guo refreshed the weather forecast, and there was a cold snap, and there would be local snowfall today.

Sure enough, when she came out of the coffee shop, it was still sunny, and it was already dark before three o’clock outside the door of the ballroom.

After she entered, in the corner of the ballroom, someone called, “Yin Guo.”

  Su Wei pointed not far away with her eyes, sat quietly on the billiard chair, and watched Berry, a famous native American player who was watching her opponent play: “Yesterday you just wanted to see the real person, and today you’re here.”

After Su Wei finished speaking, she greeted Berry with a smile in English: “This is what my friend told you just now, Xiaoguo.”

Yin Guo threw the backpack on the billiard chair and said hello to Berry.

Berry looked around forty years old, very mature and enthusiastic, and came over to greet him for a long time.

Most of the players in the ballroom were men.
Only Su Wei and Yin Guo were the female players who signed up for the competition this time.
The two blond girls at the other table were just here to play. Su Wei is half of the mixed blood, and her height is relatively close to the people here.
The two local beauties have long legs and big breasts.
Among the four women in the ballroom, only Yin Guo is a small girl.

When she came for the first time, she was also asked if she had signed up for the competition in the youth group under the age of fourteen.

But after that, no one asked.

Because of her skills, although she can’t kill these regional champions and famous players in the stadium, she is definitely not worse than them.

See the real chapter on the ball table.

Moreover, there is no age difference on the pool table.

There is only an upper age limit for competition registration.
If you are over 14 years old, you cannot sign up for the junior group, and if you are over 21, you cannot sign up for the youth group.
This ensures the fairness of the competition.

There is no lower age limit.
Meng Xiaotian’s older brother, Meng Xiaodong, started to fight in the professional group at the age of fourteen.

Today, because of afternoon tea, she came late and wanted to postpone the time to eight o’clock.

It’s a pity that the plan couldn’t keep up with the changes.
By six o’clock, Berry packed up and ran over and warmly invited Su Wei and her to have dinner near Flushing. It is a gathering place of Asians and Chinese, known as New Chinatown.

Yin Guo hasn’t been there yet, it’s a bit far.

Su Wei’s boyfriend lives there.
She passed by and just stayed there instead of going back. That is to say, she has to come back alone after dark, for fear of being unsafe.

“I tell you, there is a Chinese restaurant opened by my boyfriend’s house in Flushing.
Sichuan cuisine and boiled beef are delicious.”

Boiled beef is really a world-renowned Chinese dish…

She was provoked by greed. She’s been here for more than a week and hasn’t eaten her hometown food yet, and her tongue is about to be wiped out by Western food. But no matter how delicious it is, You don’t have to run over so late, you can go alone tomorrow.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Berry whispered to Su Wei.

Su Wei found a new reason to tempt her: “He said, because of the Open, there will be a party tonight, and you will meet a lot of professional team members from all over the world.
You can meet them in advance.”

Hit the bullseye, you must go.

She decisively confirmed his location with Meng Xiaotian on WeChat, and by the way told Meng Xiaotian to return to the hotel early, put the club in the bucket, put it on her back, and followed the two of them.

Without taking two bites, I hurriedly paid the bill and went straight to the next destination.

The place to meet tonight is a Chinese ballroom.

The owner is Chinese, a well-known snooker player in the early years, and opened a ballroom here after retiring.
The entrance to the ballroom is on the corner of the street.
When the two arrived, a few people were smoking beside the trash can at the entrance.
One of them knew Berry, threw the cigarette butt, and pointed to the door with a smile: “Go and watch the show.”

Berry understood, pushed open the glass door, and led them into the ballroom.

The ball tables are arranged neatly, from the door of the ballroom to the end.

Most of them are green tables, with a few blue tables on the inside, and there are about 2 meters of driving space between the tables.

On both sides of the table, was a water-brown billiard chair.

After they entered the door, they found that the billiards table was full of unfinished rounds.
Everyone left, and they all crowded into the innermost blue table. The crowd was full of people, chatting enthusiastically, obviously to watch the battle.

Berry asked his friend aloud, who was fighting?

Someone came back, there was a regional champion betting on the ball, three thousand dollars.

Berry asked again, who is it?

The other person answered a name, and Berry got excited, put down his backpack and clubs with a smile, and walked into the crowd.

Judging from Berry’s performance, They should also be a well-known local player.
She put her barrel on the side, and before she had time to take off the hat of the down jacket, she saw from the gap between the two men…

It’s him?

It’s just a flash, but in a place full of natives, it’s still easy to recognize a Chinese. Black hair, short hair, wearing the black hoodie that we met at noon today, with the cuffs rolled up to the elbows, with his back facing her.

Will it be wrong?

Seeing them coming, Berry smiled and pushed the two friends away so the two girls could see more clearly.

She was pushed to the front of the crowd, facing the back.

The game hasn’t started yet.

He was applying chocolate powder to the butt of his club, twisting the little blue powder and sliding it slowly and down over the butt.

“Today’s bet is capped at $5,000,” he said to the crowd of strangers onlookers in English.
“I’ve only made up three thousand.
If any of you want to raise for me, you’re welcome.”

It was him, it must be him, this voice was still telling her interesting stories about the down-and-out literati in the afternoon.

But now it is different.
From the content to the tone, to the whole person, he is casual, saying: If he can win this game, everyone present will raise, and he will only win.

The chocolate dust in the left hand is placed on the edge of the table.

He turned his head.

His eyes stopped, on her.

…it’s really him.

Later, Yin Guo remembered that night, and always thought that this was the beginning of her and Lin Yiyang’s real acquaintance. Here, the talent in this Chinese ballroom is him, the lazy, brilliant, unfettered Chinese man who always wins and loses his opponent with an attitude that doesn’t care much and wins or loses at will.

Lin Yiyang held the club in his right hand, leaned slowly against the edge of the pool table, slowly reached out, picked up two balls from the table, and threw one to his opponent tonight, the regional champion: “Come on, Let me see your strength.”

He didn’t eat dinner at first, and his mood was not high, but now, it’s different.

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