Chapter 238: Women will be jealous 1

"Yang Fan, you don't have to be so inferior. I just said... " Hua Ling'er looked at Yang Fan's lonely expression and felt guilty, and even spoke out persuasion.

"You need to say nothing, I understand my own affairs." Yang Fan waved to Hua Ling'er, indicating that Hua Ling'er didn't need to say anything more. Then he continued, "But, since I am Jiani's fiancé, I must fulfill my responsibilities as my fiance. As long as I am still her fiancé for one day, I must fulfill my responsibilities of protecting her. Do you think so?"

Yang Fan's sudden tall image had completely fooled Hua Ling'er. Hearing Yang Fan's words, Hua Ling'er's little head kept nodding at Yang Fan like a chicken pecking at rice. For a moment, Yang Fan's various benefits flashed in her heart, and her eyes were filled with envious eyes: "How great would it be if I could have a fiance as responsible as Yang Fan like Sister Lin in the future!"

"Look at your happy look, you are not imagining that you have a handsome, elegant, elegant and skilled boyfriend like me who is always here to protect you, right?" Yang Fanluo looked at Hua Ling'er meaningfully, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk! You are the bear-like person who wants me to fantasize about you as my boyfriend? With your simple mind and good limbs, I think you can pass the exam by being my bodyguard!" Although Hua Ling'er said disdainfully, the blush on her face had already sold him completely.

"You are really the most mature duck - you are stubborn! I have a lot of them and don't bother with you. Go and find your elder sister now!" Yang Fan said to Hua Ling'er.

"Why do you want me to go? Why don't you go by yourself?" Hua Ling'er crossed her hands in front of her chest and said to Yang Fan dissatisfiedly.

"Can I, a big man, go to the women's bathroom?" Yang Fan said to Hua Ling'er angrily.

"Put your underwear on your face..." Hua Ling'er wanted to make fun of Yang Fan for a few more words, but when she saw Yang Fan glaring at her with an unkind look, she hurriedly stuck out her tongue and said softly, "I shouldn't go there! You won't really treat me as a maid, right? This lady is born with beauty..."

Before Hua Ling'er could finish her speech, Yang Fan walked towards the fly. While walking, Hua Ling'er said, "If you don't want me to smash the place in an impulse when I hit the fly later, you'd better go and find your elder sister."

"Hmph! You hooligan! If I get my little braid in the future, I will definitely make you live and not die." Although Hua Ling'er hated Yang Fan, she calmly measured her interests and still walked into the women's bathroom unwilling to accept it.

Time went back for five minutes. Mei Ruolan and Lin Jiani played billiards in the billiard room. Although many flies were coveting Mei Ruolan and Lin Jiani, because Mei Ruolan was famous for being "unable to provoke", they did not dare to go rashly. It was not until Mei Ruolan went to the toilet halfway through that the flies that were so bold that they were sticking up to Lin Jiani.

After Mei Ruolan went to the toilet, she saw a fly harassing Lin Jiani at the door of the toilet. She sighed that Lin Jiani's charm was indeed quite good! When she was about to drive the fly away for Lin Jiani, Mei Ruolan glanced at Yang Fan's figure, and a cunning smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Mei Ruolan chose to stand there quietly, looking at Yang Fan and Lin Jiani coldly. According to Mei Ruolan's statement, it is: Since others already have a flower protector, will they still need other people's service?

The fly is named Shi Lei, the son of Shi Kang, the vice governor of Guangdong Province. Perhaps the deputy mayor's wife is good-looking and her genetics have not mutated, so Shi Lei is not ugly. Usually, Shi Lei has attracted many girls based on his stinky skin and his father. However, none of them are the best. Tonight, he just arrived here and searched for a top-notch one with the unique intuition of the fly. Without hesitation, Shi Lei directly and immediately, quickly posted it on.

Just as Shi Lei flatteredly pleasing Lin Jiani, he suddenly felt a chill from the back of his neck, as if he was hanging a sharp knife around his neck. Shi Lei hurriedly turned around and saw that the person standing behind him was a young man about the same age as him. He quickly looked at Yang Fan, and Shi Lei attributed Yang Fan to a person like him based on his intuition - the second generation ancestor who relied on his family to pick up girls.

Although Shi Lei is an ignorant second-generation ancestor, he is definitely not a useless person. Through observation, Shi Lei knew that Yang Fan’s outfit was very expensive and he could never afford it without 50,000 or 60,000 yuan. He usually would not take the initiative before he found out about other people’s background. This is Shi Lei’s consistent principle.

"Brother, may I ask you your surname?" Although Shi Lei's voice was very cold, mixed with an arrogant tone, his tone was very polite.

Yang Fan looked at Shi Lei contemptuously, but he didn't shake him. He said to Lin Jiani with a smile: "Beauty, you want to play billiards, look for a handsome guy like me! Don't you think it's annoying to let a smelly and annoying fly stand in front of you?"

Although Yang Fan's words were said to Lin Jiani, as long as he was not a fool, he could hear that Yang Fan was pointing at the mulberry and scolding the locust, saying that Shi Lei was a smelly and annoying fly.

It's unbearable! Shi Lei's face suddenly became gloomy and he said to Yang Fan coldly: "Sloke is an elegant movement. I don't want vulgar people like you to defile this elegant movement."

"Elegant exercise? So, your fly is very good at Sloke's exercise?" Yang Fan looked at Shi Lei with a sneer, making Shi Lei standing beside him feel uncomfortable.

"I don't count myself, at least I understand a little." Shi Lei smiled proudly at Lin Jiani and nodded very gentlemanly.

"Do you know what Sloke's predecessor was? Who was the first Sloke world champion? Why did Sloke call Sloke instead of Close? Why is Sloke divided into red balls and colored balls?" Yang Fan asked Shi Lei four questions about Sloke in succession.

Although Shi Lei often plays Sloke with others, he has never read the information about this. Anyway, in his mind, he only knows how to play Sloke. He has heard that there is a Chinese named Ding Junhui who plays this very well, and there is a foreigner named O'Sullivan nickname called Rockets. He heard that it is also very powerful. As for the others, it is blank.

At this time, when Yang Fan asked, Shi Lei naturally couldn't answer the question. Although he couldn't answer it, he couldn't lose in terms of momentum. Shi Lei pretended to be disdainful and sneered at Yang Fan, saying, "What's the point of just knowing theoretical knowledge? If you have the kind of people who have the game to accompany me to let you know that it's not okay to just talk. It's the best way to see real tricks under your hands."

Shi Lei is not confident, but he is quite confident in his billiards skills. If someone asks him: What else do you do besides picking up girls? Shi Lei will definitely say proudly: Playing billiards. My billiards skills are far more worthy of pride than picking up girls.

Lin Jiani, who was beside her, seemed to remember something, pulled Yang Fan's clothes and said to Yang Fan in a low voice: "You forgot that you were beaten to the point of being expressionless last month in Chengdu?"

When Yang Fan heard Lin Jiani's words, his thoughts flew to the matter, and his face suddenly became a little ugly. He said to Lin Jiani with embarrassment: "That was nine balls, and this time it was Sloke, which is different. Besides, can this idiot's skills be comparable to that pervert?"

Lin Jiani suddenly remembered the history of Yang Wanru winning the world's nine-ball championship when she was studying in the UK, and couldn't help but nod her head in agreement. The annoying fly does not look the same level as Yang Wanru.

When Yang Fan saw Lin Jiani's other thing, he continued, "Don't worry! Although I, Yang Fan, are very aggressive, I will never do things that I cannot be sure of, and will not humiliate myself for the sake of the so-called face."

Shi Lei saw that Yang Fan's face had changed a little, and he thought Yang Fan was afraid of his skills and wanted to retreat in the face. He then teased arrogantly: "If you don't come, I won't force it. As long as you say you are a person of every kind, I won't care about you."

"I don't have the seed, how could you have? Since you want to be humiliated, I will satisfy you." Yang Fan walked to the pool table and sneered at Shi Lei.

"Since you want to humiliate yourself, I will give you a chance!" Shi Lei said coldly, but he said in his heart: "Boy, when the matter is over, I will let you see my methods."

A vicious sneer flashed across Shi Lei's mouth, but he did not escape Yang Fan's eyes.

Although Yang Fan said so confidently, Lin Jiani was still worried about Yang Fan's football skills. Lin Jiani looked at Yang Fan worriedly, walked to the sidelines and sat up. A smart woman always knew when to remain silent and when to remind her.

Yang Fan looked at the red balls and colorful balls on the table, and couldn't help but return to the special training time.

"Snooker, as one of the most gentlemen sports in the West, is one of the common sports for leisure for high-end people. So, today I will teach you some of the history of snooker and how to play snooker." Although two years later, the instructor's words were still so clear when Yang Fan's mind sounded again.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, and he looked at Shi Lei with disdain, as if Shi Lei was just a prey he had caught in his hand. Everything he did now was just a play before the prey died.

"Who kicks off first?" Yang Fan asked Shi Lei.

"If I activate the ball first, you will definitely not accept it if you lose. Let you activate the ball first!" Shi Lei smiled arrogantly. In Shi Lei's eyes, Yang Fan was just a prey that he could play with at will.

"What if I clear the platform with one shot?" Yang Fan smiled faintly.

"Haha..." Shi Lei thought he was very arrogant, but he didn't expect that this person was even more arrogant than him. Who do you think you are? He didn't believe it if he cleared the platform and killed him with one shot.

"If, I mean, if you really step on shit and can clear the stage, I, Shi Lei, will definitely be willing to accept the loss." Shi Lei smiled disdainfully, not believing what Yang Fan said at all.

Yang Fan shrugged indifferently, gave Lin Jiani a confident look, and walked slowly towards the ball table. After a brief aim, Yang Fan hit the red balls with a push and arranged neatly. The red balls suddenly jumped around like a group of frightened little rabbits. One of the red balls rolled directly into the middle bag, and two red balls rolled into the bottom bag below the ball table after a collision.

Although many of the people on the scene came here to hunt for beauty under the guise of playing ball, there were also many real snooker enthusiasts who came here to play. Seeing that Yang Fan could not only disperse the red balls with one shot, but also directly sent three of them into the bag, they couldn't help but applaud. If it were the football field here, I believe they had already run over to hug Yang Fan.
Chapter completed!