I really don't want to be her world

Chapter 197 195. One stick, one slap
"what?"

Seeing Yuan Shu's solemn tone, Tang Yimeng was stunned. The former then said, "I said, what did you just say?"

"Didn't you say anything? Oh, I said the classic is back again. Didn't you say that buddy took the black eight in the boss's billiard hall? I said you should also give his black eight a pass..."

Tang Yimeng quickly denied it, but soon she came to her senses and explained that she thought she had said something wrong just now.

"Not this one, but the next one."

Yuan Shu shook his head and said seriously.

"The next sentence...the next sentence is to treat the person in the same way..."

Tang Yimeng thought for a moment, then whispered as if he had made a mistake.

"No, there is one more thing..."

Yuan Shu frowned and shook his head.

"And...oh yes, it's so devilish."

A flash of lightning flashed in Tang Yimeng's mind and he said quickly.

"Yes, that's it. Where did you know this sentence?"

Yuanshu raised his index finger and asked.

"Just...it just popped into my head..."

Tang Yimeng didn't know why, but this was the word that was on his mind at that time.

"Ah this..."

Seeing this, Yuan Shu was also speechless. He vaguely remembered that this sentence should be next month, that is, the line that will appear in the third season of "Where Are We Going, Dad"? Although that sentence called "Are you a devil", Tang Yimeng's The sentence is too devilish. Even if the two sentences have different meanings, the tone and context they want to express are the same. It is impossible for Tang Yimeng in this time period to know the plot that will appear more than a month later.

Moreover, this meme did not become popular more than a month later, but three or four years later. No matter what, Tang Yimeng should not have said this sentence in the state just now. It is obvious that only people in the future know how to express it. How could she, a person living in the past, know this?

Even if he is reborn in memories, the world in these memories is not controlled by Yuan Shu, and everything develops naturally. It is absolutely impossible for Tang Yimeng to know what will happen in the future. Could it be... ·Is it just a coincidence?

"What's wrong with you? You look weird today..."

Tang Yimeng was a little frightened by Yuan Shu and muttered softly.

"Ahem...it's nothing, it's just a bit too extreme."

Yuan Shu smiled dryly and touched his nose, and Yuan Shu came back to his senses.

"You scared me... it's your turn to hit me."

Seeing that Yuan Shu returned to normal, Tang Yimeng looked at the billiard table.

"It's my turn."

Yuanshu smiled and muttered to himself, and then looked for a good position to score a goal. Looking at the solid-colored target ball in the pocket, Yuanshu decided to try to get it in.

Noticing the direction in which the young man was aiming, Tang Yimeng thought he was going to bag the hollow colored ball. After seeing Yuan Shu aim at it several times, he watched the cue ball roll gently and rub against the solid colored ball. On the right, Tang Yimeng's light eyebrows raised slightly.

pat.

The solid color ball was lightly touched, so it slowly rolled straight towards the middle bag. After two or three seconds, the ball fell directly into the bag.

Seeing that he had put the ball into the pocket, the corners of Yuan Shu's mouth slightly raised. This wave of micro-operations was simply disgusting.

"Wow, how did you... hit me?!"

Tang Yimeng showed a surprised expression, this is amazing!

"Just make it thinner. Use the left side of the cue ball to gently rub it against the right side of the target ball. Then find an angle that allows the target ball to roll straight towards the bag after being stressed. This way, you can hit the target ball at any angle. Pocketed any ball out of reach.”

Yuan Shu smiled very easily.

"Let me try."

With that said, Tang Yimeng was about to try the method Yuan Shu said. Looking at the former's pole setting, Yuan Shu also walked up and said: "Hey... don't let your pole be so close to the ball, and then deflect it." A little, yes, a little lighter, be sure to hit it lightly, just look at the bag you want to hit, if it's on the left, just let the cue ball rub more to the right, and vice versa."

Under Yuan Shu's guidance, Tang Yimeng adjusted her posture. Just when she took out the pole, because her posture and strength were not well controlled, the pole that she had just inserted directly deviated from the target. With a sound, the club head hit the other target ball directly.

"Oh! It's crooked again!"

Tang Yi dreamed that he had not hit the ball. He clenched his fists in frustration, and then put the club on his shoulders.

"It's okay, take your time..."

Just when Yuan Shu was about to comfort Tang Yimeng, he suddenly made a whining sound, and Tang Yimeng seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He turned around quickly and saw Yuan Shu struggling to hold the ball. The rod was pulled out of his mouth, and then he covered his mouth with one hand, and said with a slightly painful expression: "Oh...what the hell..."

"Oh I'm sorry! Is everything okay?!"

Tang Yimeng realized that he accidentally injured Yuan Shu when he was carrying the club, and then quickly ran to him and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay... I hit my mouth..."

Yuan Shu waved his hands carelessly, but his voice with a strange tone made the originally serious scene suddenly become funny. Tang Yimeng couldn't help but tighten his mouth, as if he could feel it at any time. All laugh out loud.

"stop laughing···"

Seeing Tang Yimeng snickering, Yuan Shu said helplessly.

"What you said is unreasonable."

Tang Yimeng teased Yuan Shu's voice as if he had an eggplant in his mouth.

"Nonsense...you can still speak normally after having a club hit your mouth..."

After saying something to Tang Yimeng angrily, Yuan Shu sat on the chair and rubbed his chin.

"Come and see, where is the pestle?"

Seeing this, Tang Yimeng stepped forward, bent his head and began to carefully examine the area around Yuan Shu's chin.

"The pestle is in the mouth, not outside."

Yuan Shu frowned and pushed away Tang Yimeng's head that was too close.

"Hahahaha! The pestle is in your mouth?!"

Tang Yimeng was a little surprised and said, she thought she just poked her chin.

"No, I was standing behind you to check your posture, and just as I was about to speak, I saw your billiard cue was inserted directly into my mouth. If I hadn't reacted quickly, it would have been inserted directly into my throat... "

Yuanshu licked the poked area with his tongue, and then spat into the palm of his hand. The thick liquid was mixed with faint red traces.

"It's all bleeding..."

Yuanshu felt a sweet taste in his mouth, and then took out a piece of paper from his bag.

"sorry."

Tang Yimeng resisted her desire to laugh, because Yuan Shu's painful expression was so funny. She pursed her lips and hummed to prevent laughter from being released. She whispered softly. .

Yuan Shu dipped a tissue in his mouth, but couldn't wipe it with the tissue, so he simply covered the injured area with the corresponding outer part. Seeing Tang Yimeng's expression as if he was about to laugh out loud at any time, he couldn't bear it. He couldn't help but say: "Hey, can you stop laughing? Is it that funny? How about I punch you in the mouth?"

"Hey, hey, no, no~"

Tang Yimeng pursed her lips tightly and shook her head, but her breath kept breathing out.

"Hey···"

Yuan Shu was too lazy to argue with Tang Yimeng, so he held his chin and became depressed.

"Oh, don't be angry, or I can give you a blowjob."

Seeing Yuan Shu's pitiful look, Tang Yimeng also put her mouth in front of the former. However, when she blew, she once again thought of the funny scene of the young man being poked by her just now. This blow directly hit the Stars of saliva spurted out.

"Hahaha... No, I think of the way you were just now, it was so funny..."

Tang Yimeng sat on the chair beside her and laughed. Seeing her leaning forward and back, Yuan Shu rolled his eyes. This girl is hopeless.

"If you laugh again, believe it or not, I'll put a stick in the hole for you?"

Seeing Tang Yimeng laughing endlessly, Yuan Shu, who was originally serious about words, was also made laugh by her and pretended to threaten.

"Then I'll poke you in the house opposite with a stick."

Tang Yimeng said with a smile.

"Then I'll slap you behind the mirror."

Yuan Shu looked at the glass frame above his head and said.

"Hahahahaha!"

Tang Yimeng was so amused by Yuan Shu that she almost stopped laughing.

"Then...then I'll slap you in the face of the South China Sea!"

Following Yuan Shu's tone, Tang Yimeng countered.

"Are you going to slap the South China Sea? I'll just slap you in the Qianhai Sea!"

Yuanshu's thinking was also quite flexible as he said.

"Hahaha!"

Tang Yimeng coughed a few times, then took a long breath, "Oh, I can't, I can't, I'm laughing..."

Feeling the twitching sensation in her abdomen, the girl suppressed her smile and said weakly.

(End of this chapter)