As soon as he put it down, before he could let go, Zhu Yan opened his eyes with a snorted voice.

Zhu Zhu was stunned when her eyes met.

The next second, Zhu Yan seemed to think of something, sat up suddenly, and asked with a calm face: "Little girl, what are you doing?"

Zhu Zhu said guiltily: "I don't."

Zhu Yan didn't believe it, so he picked up the small mirror next to him and looked at his face. He was still so handsome and as if nothing was wrong.

He looked at her with a suspicious look: "Did I find out before I could even make a fuss, huh?"

Zhu Zhu didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she climbed out of bed and threw down her sentence: "Mom asked me to wake you up."

Then he ran away.

When he returned to his room, Zhu Zhu quickly locked the door and lay on the bed and carefully dialed the phone number.

Dou-Dou-Dou-Dou-

It actually worked.

But no one answered it and it automatically hung up.

Zhu Zhu didn't give up and beat another one.

The "beep-beep-" sound came from the phone again.

——

A underground ballroom.

The girl in a sequined outfit held the phone ringing and shouted: "Hey, handsome guy, can you answer your phone?"

There was a circle of people around the ball table.

In the middle of the crowd, a 17 or 18-year-old boy held a club in his hand and slowly observed around the table. Wherever he went, the crowd automatically separated.

I didn't see how he aimed, and he casually flew the clubs into his hand, one shot at a time, almost all of them were closed.

Now it was just the last one. When I heard the girl ask, someone said, "Sister Amy, let's hang up first. I'm busy now and I don't have time."

The girl named Amy ignored him and waited for the boy to speak.

The boy appeared a week ago, dressed like a good student, and was incompatible with the underground club hall where smoke and fog swayed around the alcohol.

There is a mixed-in-law in the football hall, who is very arrogant. Seeing that he looks easy to bully, he wants to bet on football with him.

The boy raised his lips and said eight words: "You win, I'll get out."

I win, you get out."

In that game, the boy narrowly won.

Then, someone was dissatisfied and began to challenge him.

The boy's skills are becoming more and more proficient. Until now, whether it is a ball or a snooker, he can almost always collect the ball in one shot, and others don't even have the chance to shoot.

Then, someone started to put money in.

In this circle of people, basically all beat him to win.

When he was playing basketball, Amy was helping him, and even Amy bought the clothes on him for him.

She bought him a white shirt in her heart, and in this shameful place, the boy was always clean and abstinent.

When he first came, people often called him, but the boy didn't answer, but he didn't turn off the phone. He glanced at him and asked her to block the matter.

Amy thought, there must be a reason not to turn off the phone.

Sure enough, the boy stopped moving again.

Amy handed over the phone.

Unexpectedly, this time he did not directly block her, but looked at the string of strange numbers and was fascinated.

"Do you want to pick it up?"

Amy asked.

The boy put down the club, took the phone and walked to the corner of the ball hall.

For the first time Amy saw this gentle and affectionate expression on his face.

——

The phone is connected.

Zhu Zhu immediately sat up from the bed and carefully said "heat".

After a while, the boy's hoarse voice came from there: "Children."

Zhu Zhu suddenly felt a little aggrieved, and held the quilt with her little hand and asked, "Where are you?

Why don’t you answer the phone?”

silence.

Shen Jiayu didn't know how to answer her.

I came here at first, just wanted to vent.

Lin Shuying's reaction almost destroyed all his remaining fantasies about his mother.

But gradually, he thought it was good.

Why do you have to study hard and what do you want?

For Shen Song?

He is dead.

Even if he piled ten or one hundred Nobel trophies in front of his grave, he would never know, and he would not be able to survive.

For Lin Shuying?

Haha, a joke.

Then why did he work so hard?

Even Zhu Zhu...

After all, Zhu Zhu has nothing to do with him.

No matter how good the little girl is, she will never belong to him.

Since that's the case, why can't he live a life of luxury without thinking about anything?

But when he heard the little girl's soft voice, he had no shame to say these reasons.

Someone behind him shouted: "Handsome guy, will the next round of the ball be a snooker?"

Shen Jiayu came back to his senses, held his face gently, and said, "Little boy, don't call him again."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, turned off the phone with his own hands, threw it to Amy, and said, "It's up to you."

In the bedroom, Zhu Zhu was a little confused when she saw the hanging up phone.

She called again and prompted that the other party had turned off.

"Pig, come out for dinner."

Song Li shouted outside.

Zhu Zhu responded and ran out quickly.

In the restaurant, Zhu Yan was yawning while browsing his phone while drinking porridge. Zhu Zhu sat down and suddenly remembered the sound he heard on the phone and asked: "Brother, what is flower balls and what is snooker?"

Zhu Yan looked at her lazily: "Where did you hear it?"

Zhu Zhu made up a lie: "What my classmate said."

Zhu Yan: "The types of billiards are not a good place. Don't you know about them?"

"Oh..." Zhu Zhu nodded, picked up the small bowl and started eating.

After dinner, she secretly took Song Li's phone, opened the navigation software, entered the word "billiards", and was stunned.

Oh my God.
Chapter completed!