Chapter 92

At the end of the billiards game in the evening, everyone gathered for a meal.

Cheng Yan came late, because there were a lot of things to do, people from the Taiwan Association contacted him, he had a few interviews after the game, the winner and the loser had to do it, but Cheng Yan rejected the others and only accepted One, answered their questions succinctly, such as how long they started playing, how they felt after defeating their opponents, what their next steps would be, and so on.

Cheng Yan answered in a very official way.

Because he told everyone that he was going to dinner, Cheng Yan was already late and rushed over. He couldn't let go of this dinner. As Qu Tao and the others said, he was not happy because he was hiding it. Cheng Yan invited them to this meal. , It is impolite to be late.

"I'm sorry, they are going to interview..." Cheng Yan came to the agreed place, the table was empty, before ordering, several people were waiting for him.

"Don't say sorry, you are a big man now, we can't afford it." Qu Tao said with a smile.

Guan Di also cheered: "That's right, don't give us a loss of life."

Cheng Yan knew that they were all joking, so he laughed and walked over and said, "Why haven't you ordered yet?"

"Wait for you." Zhang Teng shook his legs, "Come on, I'm hungry."

Cheng Yan said yes, he brought the menu from the waiter, spread it out on the table, and asked everyone what they wanted to eat. Yan sketched one by one, and when everyone was discussing eagerly, he noticed that one person had not spoken.

"Master Bai, what are you eating?" Cheng Yan turned his head and asked Zhao Yibai who remained silent.

Zhao Yibai took his hand off the table and said lightly, "Whatever, you can order theirs."

Cheng Yan frowned and asked, "Don't you have something you want to eat? Do you want to eat spicy lobster?" This is Zhao Yibai's favorite dish.

"All right," he said.

Cheng Yan blinked, the feeling between him and Zhao Yibai was too deep, and he knew something was wrong with just one look. Although Zhao Yibai added later that he was not very hungry, Cheng Yan still felt that he had something on his mind.

But they are all adults, and their thoughts are not suitable to be discussed in public, so Cheng Yan didn't ask.

After the food was served, a group of people poured wine and served food. The atmosphere was too good. Zhang Teng talked about the protagonist of the game, "Cheng Yan, you are so good at playing billiards, why didn't you say it earlier, if it wasn't for Qu Tao? I heard that you are planning to attend today?"

Cheng Yan's wine glass is full, he can't escape the fate of being drunk, he is not authentic, he didn't tell a few friends that the wine should be punished, he let someone refill his glass, " I don’t know if you are interested, the key point is that I didn’t know how far I could go at the beginning, thinking that I would be eliminated in the preliminary round.”

"You are too ignorant. You are the first in the province. This is too Versailles."

"No, there are many semi-professional players who have been trained in the competition. I definitely can't compare with others. I didn't expect to win...it would be so smooth. I'm very lucky." Cheng Yan was not unaware, He is confident in billiards, but he is not blindly confident. He participates in the competition in the province, and he is destined to meet many powerful opponents. I do not know that the smooth record will be ended, and the result is a bit different from what he thought.

"It's really amazing, I have nothing to say," said Guandi outsider: "Is it because there aren't many billiards playing? The billiards item doesn't feel so hot in our country, and I usually watch videos of professional billiards. , are basically middle-aged players, and snooker is too complicated, I can't understand it, so I haven't paid much attention to it."

"Many people are like this," Cheng Yan said, "regular billiards games are boring, the audience can't speak loudly, and it's not like a basketball game that is full of spectators, so it's more low-key, you saw it today, The whole place was quite boring.”

Only the voice of the referee speaks, the contestants won't make any sound, they just play with the pole and make the decision in their heart. It's not as good as basketball dunks or three-pointers, which can make the audience on the sidelines enthusiastic.

"Indeed, except for a few of us, other audience members are the same age as my dad, and I don't see many young people." Qu Tao said, holding his chin, "It's not that this project is not popular, it just means that the main force is not young. On people, it's not enough to poke young people, as you said, it's a bit boring."

"My parents don't know," Cheng Yan smiled, "Is it balanced enough for you?"

"Balance ass, pick up your wine glass," Qu Tao said, "We won't be able to balance our hearts if we don't drink you down today."

This statement was unanimously agreed by others, so everyone put a lot of effort into drinking Cheng Yan, but in the end Cheng Yan didn't fall down, but a few who couldn't drink enough fell down, and some waved their hands and begged to be let go. Some lie on the table to slow down the momentum of the alcohol.

The dinner party was late, and Guan Di fell asleep on the table.

There was a slump, Cheng Yan and Zhao Yibai, who hadn't drank too much, were sitting firmly.

Qu Tao went out and vomited.

The scene on the table was tragic, and the food on the table was already cold. Cheng Yan picked up the wine glass, refilled the empty wine glass, held it up, and said to Zhao Yibai, "I will punish myself for this one."

Zhao Yibai turned to look at him, in a bad mood, but still raised the cup and touched Cheng Yan.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you on purpose," Cheng Yan guessed the reason why Zhao Yibai was unhappy, and said sincerely, "I really don't know how far I can go, and I don't want to make trouble if I don't have a certain grasp on things. Got it..."

"Is it convincing?" Zhao Yibai put the wine glass on the table. "You have already entered the provincial competition. With such a big event and such a big glory, you can still say that you are not sure?"

After Cheng Yan finished a glass of wine, he justified the loss, pursed his lips, put down the glass, lowered his head and said, "I just want things to come to an end, if I don't win this time, I don't plan to mention this to you, I I didn't expect... it went better than I thought."

Zhao Yibai didn't mean to embarrass him on purpose, he made fun of him, looked at him silently, and saw the guilt on Cheng Yan's face, he just stopped, smiled reluctantly, and sighed: " I'm not unhappy about that."

Cheng Yan raised his head and said cautiously, "That's it?"

Zhao Yibai pulled out a cigarette and signaled to Cheng Yan that Cheng Yan didn't intend to ruin anyone's good mood tonight, he could do whatever he wanted. With Cheng Yan's consent, Zhao Yibai lit a cigarette, and the box slowly moved. White smoke wafted up.

"It's because of myself," Zhao Yibai snorted and said in a low voice, "I just saw your current grades and felt a sense of crisis."

The sense of crisis is not only created in love, but also in friendship. A good friend you have been with for many years, from childhood to adulthood, has a deep friendship. This relationship is no less concentrated than love. It is almost transformed into a family-like depth, and such How can one end a relationship without being afraid?

Cheng Yan was slightly stunned, his face blank.

Zhao Yibai continued: "You are studying very seriously now, making great progress, and playing billiards has reached a height that you can't imagine. I can understand why you work so hard, and I admire your efforts now. You can go well. Higher and farther, I am happy for you, really, I wish you better than anyone else, but I will be afraid, Cheng Yan, I am afraid that you are too high, I really can't catch up with you, I am afraid that you have become A very powerful character, you meet a lot of new people, you find me too mediocre, and don't want to associate with me, of course, I know it's normal, I shouldn't blame you, but I just can't accept it, do you understand? ?"

He didn't expect Cheng Yan to understand his psychology, and he couldn't tell others about his worries. Others would think that he was too hypocritical as a big man, and would not understand his emotions. Taking advantage of today's dinner and atmosphere, Zhao Yi Bai Cai dared to mention that his friendship with Cheng Yan is a special case and a minority in this fast food era.

Nowadays, people always feel that they can give up everything. Modern Buddhists are pessimistic. They say that if people are missing, everyone will live the same life. If the earth is missing, everyone will continue to revolve. But for people who value love, things are not like that. Can't make such a cool decision.

Just like Zhao Yibai let Cheng Yan go wherever he wanted, and if he didn't contact him, he wouldn't contact him. Whatever, he could go his separate ways in the future. He couldn't do it.

Cheng Yan heard his concerns and found that he was worried about this kind of thing. After a moment of silence, he poured the wine. For the first time, Cheng Yan felt that he was as mature as his father: "You don't want to blame me, but I want to blame you. , Zhao Yibai."

Zhao Yibai turned the cigarette in his hand and gave him his sight.

Cheng Yan looked directly into his eyes, and his eyes were full of complaints, "I've known you for so long, why do you think of me as such a person? I don't think I've achieved much, and it's the same now. Maybe you think that I have been very successful in the provincial competition, but I just think that this is just a path. I want to know where my strength is and how far I can go through the competition. That's all, I really don't think this What an amazing thing, I don't even know what you said. I would think you are too mediocre. To me, you are like my brother. For so many years, you have taken care of me everywhere. Why do you despise you?"

The heaviness in Zhao Yibai's eyes dissipated a little, and he fixed his eyes on Cheng Yan's decent facial features.

"Let me use an analogy. What I am doing now is for my own future, but half of the motivation is because of Song Yu. Song Yu is very important to me. I like him very much, so I hope I can match him. When I stand by his side, I won't hear the words "Cheng Yan is worthy of Song Yu except for a face", I am a realist, Song Yu is very good, I don't think I have been this way without goals. If Song Yu says he doesn't like you, he will like him for a lifetime, but," Cheng Yan paused, staring at Zhao Yibai with burning eyes: "If Song Yu says he doesn't like you, I'm not allowed to interact with you here. In other words, even though I like him a lot, I wouldn't be with him. "

Zhao Yibai's pupils had a slightly moving light.

"I'm not trying to please you, I'm telling the truth," Cheng Yan said anxiously: "Because you are like family to me, I have always regarded you as my brother, and my mother often said that you are my brother. If you can deal with this kind of thing, let me be good with you for a lifetime, so I never think there is any reason for the two of us to part ways, as long as you are willing, the two of us will definitely be iron buddies for the rest of our lives."

Zhao Yibai was moved by the sincerity in Cheng Yan's eyes, but the two of them were so familiar that they couldn't go on with any nauseous words. Zhao Yibai raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"

"It's fake." Cheng Yan picked up the wine and immediately changed his face when he knew he had heard it.

Zhao Yibai let out a low laugh, rubbed his fingers on the wine glass and said, "Maybe I'm thinking too much."

"It was you who thought too much," Cheng Yan said, "I really don't know why you have this idea."

"I don't know, I was scared by your efforts," Zhao Yibai picked up the glass, "I will punish myself for one."

He shouldn't be shaken. No matter how the times change or what kind of words are popular, he shouldn't doubt Cheng Yan who grew up with him. He should know more about Cheng Yan than anyone else. He looks naive and sloppy. In fact, it is very affectionate.

He is sincere enough to use Song Yu as an example. Zhao Yibai knows how important Song Yu is to Cheng Yan. Hearing that he and Song Yu are tied, he seems to have to surpass Song Yu by a little bit. He is still quite moved. Did not disappoint.

The two have deep feelings for each other. They don't need to say too much. They can understand each other when they express the important things.

Zhao Yibai's mood improved a lot.

"By the way," Zhao Yibai mentioned, "Song Yu didn't come over for such a big game?"

He also hadn't seen Song Yu for a long time. After graduating from Song Yu, Zhao Yibai had never seen this person. He used to be able to see him because of Cheng Yan's relationship, but now he has no chance.

Cheng Yan explained: "He has been very busy recently, there are games, and the time has collided."

"Where did he develop? CBA?"

"No, he's training in a basketball club now, he's professional, and he's on a show."

"What program, let me search it." Zhao Yibai took out his mobile phone.

"It should be still filming, what is the name of the passerby king." Cheng Yan didn't know much, everyone was very busy, this was the busiest time, and his information was not so accurate.

"Do you both want to develop into the entertainment industry? He is on the show, and you are on the sports channel."

"No," Cheng Yan said, "no."

Zhao Yibai put down his phone and reminded: "But be careful, if Song Yu thinks about it, it must be possible. Just his face will slap a group of traffic niches in the entertainment industry. It's not too easy for him to become popular."

"Indeed, I will hack him tomorrow." Cheng Yan put the wine glass on the table, which attracted Zhao Yibai's ruthless ridicule.

Later, Cheng Yan went to buy the bill, called a car, and sent the drunk ones back first. He and Zhao Yibai were walking under the streetlights, a long-lost feeling.

The warm air on the city streets is soothing, the shadows on the sidewalks overlap, the insects chirping less, and this warm and short summer is coming to an end.

"The reality is really a slap in the face," Zhao Yibai said, "I thought you and Song Yu couldn't get together at first, but now... tsk tsk."

Cheng Yan smiled slightly, not only hitting Zhao Yibai's face, but also hitting his own face. All the flags he stood up that were not interested in Song Yu fell. The moment Song Yu appeared in front of him, he lose.

After drinking and blowing the wind, the lights of the city make people emotional, Zhao Yibai said, "You guys will get better and better."

"Thank you." Cheng Yan said solemnly.

"I was completely lost, I didn't have any clue about my future, and I didn't have anyone I liked at school. I didn't have such a warm youth as you."

"We'll all be fine." A leaf fell from his shoulder, and Cheng Yan gently took it down, praying.

It's not that his youth is warm, it's that he likes a warm person, he brings him a warm youth, if Song Yu doesn't respond to him, or doesn't care about him, his youth Cheng Yan, like most, is full of disappointment with secret love. His youth, it must be like that, he is very lucky and very satisfied.

"I hope so," Zhao Yibai turned and said, "I'll tell you a secret."

"Um."

"Next year's college entrance examination is over, Zhang Zihao will confess to Li Xiaoxiao."

This topic instantly aroused Cheng Yan's interest, "Did he say it himself?"

"Well, he doesn't want to disturb Li Xiaoxiao now, so he decided to say it after the college entrance examination."

"It's a good thing."

"Yeah, I just don't know if the result will be a good thing." Zhao Yibai looked at Cheng Yan, "Not everyone is you and Song Yu."

The heart-to-heart connection makes others feel impossible, but they are still involved, and they feel nervous and tremble when they think about it, but whoever is more determined and cold, they will not be today.

Later, Cheng Yan and Zhao Yibai talked about a lot of things. From the past to the future, from himself to the people around him, he smelled the strongest scent, which was frankness and sincerity.Impressed.

In the third year of high school, Cheng Yan didn't have a lot of impressions, because every day was too repetitive and boring, he was buried in a deep sea of questions, and his heart was hanging with the countdown to the college entrance examination.A day of fear is only because when the last day comes, he can live up to his youth, loneliness, and hard work.

Can rush into Song Yu's arms and say, look, I have caught up with you.