Hong Kong films: Starting from Shaolin Temple

Chapter 218 Bowling at Wulongyuan

Pearl's act of helping him was like a small pebble, stirring up subtle ripples in Pi Simao's heart, which had originally only held Annie.

He began to unconsciously pay attention to the older sister who always kept to herself, with a cold exterior but a gentle heart.

After several hilarious failures, the "strategist team" of Wulongyuan finally realized that simple pranks and image transformations could not fundamentally solve the problem.

"The key issue is momentum!" Uncle Da slapped his thigh and concluded at another tactical meeting. "Si Mao's momentum is too weak! We need to find an occasion where he can defeat Iron Eagle in Iron Eagle's strongest area to completely crush Iron Eagle's arrogance and rebuild Si Mao's confidence!"

This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone.

After some investigation, they discovered that Iron Eagle's favorite weekend activity was to play bowling at a bowling alley called "Rolling Stones," where he would often show off his skills to his classmates.

717 "This is it!" The arrogant Wen pointed to the bowling alley on the flyer and announced, "We're going to show Iron Eagle what real 'get lost' means!"

So, on a weekend afternoon, the group from Wulongyuan headed to the Rolling Stone Bowling Alley in a grand procession.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered, they saw Iron Eagle showing off his skills on the fairway.

He was surrounded by a group of followers and female students who admired him, including Annie.

Iron Eagle was really into bowling, striking what he thought was a cool pose as he threw the bowling ball. The ball rolled with a "thud," knocking down nine pins.

"Wow! Iron Eagle, you're amazing!" the female students cheered. Annie clapped politely in return.

Tie Ying turned around triumphantly, ready to bask in the admiration of the crowd, when he spotted Pi Simao not far away and the group of "weirdos" friends and relatives of Wulongyuan behind him.

"Oh, who do we have here? It's just your defeated opponent." Tie Ying immediately walked over, his tone full of provocation. "What, Pi Simao, you're here to bowl too? Do you even know how? Do you even know if the ball is round or square?"

Simao blushed deeply and stammered, "I...I know a little..."

"Hahaha, you?" Iron Eagle laughed exaggeratedly. "How about this, let's have a match. Whoever loses has to crawl out of here, how about it?"

This is blatant humiliation.

When Simao was at a loss, Xiaolong stepped forward and said expressionlessly, "My brother doesn't want to compete with you. He's afraid that if he beats you until you cry, your mother will come to us to ask for compensation for medical expenses."

"You little brat!" Tie Ying choked for a moment, then said fiercely, "Fine, then I'll compete with you! If you lose, all of you will have to kneel down and call me grandpa three times!"

"It's a deal," Xiaolong said calmly.

Game start.

Iron Eagle took the stage first, giving it his all and scoring a high score of 180 points, drawing cheers from the surrounding crowd.

He looked smugly toward Wulong Temple and made a provocative throat-slitting gesture.

It was Oolong Courtyard's turn. Uncle Da volunteered to go first, but he used too much force and failed to throw the bowling ball. Instead, he slipped on the slippery surface and fell headfirst into the lane, sliding down the lane and hitting the pins with a "thud," creating a real-life "human bowling" scene that drew laughter from the entire audience.

Next up is the arrogant Wen, who, finding the bowling ball too heavy, decided to treat it like a shot put, putting all his strength into it and, with a loud shout, threw the ball out.

The bowling ball flew through the air in a high arc, then crashed with a loud bang, shattering the scoring display on the ceiling and sending sparks flying.

The bowling alley manager turned green with rage and rushed over to demand compensation.

Seeing Wulongyuan make a complete fool of himself, Tieying laughed until tears almost came to his eyes, feeling that he was sure to win.

Finally, it was Xiaolong's turn.

All eyes were on the little monk who remained expressionless from beginning to end.

Xiao Long calmly picked up the heaviest bowling ball.

Unlike the others, he didn't take a running start; he simply stood still, took a deep breath, and silently circulated his internal energy in his dantian.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he gently, as if effortlessly, pushed the bowling ball out.

The bowling ball began to roll down the lane in an extremely bizarre way.

It didn't go in a straight line, but instead traced a perfect "S" curve on the smooth fairway!

It seemed to have eyes, first shifting to the left to dodge one pin, then turning sharply to the right to bypass another, and finally, to everyone's astonishment, crashing into the very center of the pin area at an incredible angle!

"Crack-!"

All ten pins fell down in an instant! STRIKE!

There was dead silence.

Everyone was stunned by this incredible shot. It wasn't just skill; it was magic!

The smile on Tie Ying's face froze completely.

Xiao Long didn't stop, and with a blank expression, he hit nine more shots in a row!

Ultimately, his score was a perfect 300!

This is an overwhelming victory, a victory that feels like a complete dimensional reduction!

Iron Eagle's face turned pale and then red, looking extremely ugly. He knew he had bitten off more than he could chew this time.

Annie's beautiful eyes never left Xiaolong and the composed Longyan behind him, her gaze filled with ever-growing curiosity and...admiration.

Chapter 219 Annie's Flirting! Long Yan's charm is too great; even the school beauty has fallen for him.

The bowling alley's "miracle" made Xiaolong an instant star.

As Xiaolong's "senior brother", Longyan was also shrouded in an even more mysterious and powerful aura.

The rumors on campus began to change, from the initial "haunted" and "molestation" to "Pi Simao has a peerless master by his side".

This change is most directly reflected in Anne's shift in attitude.

Previously, Annie's relationship with Pi Simao was mostly one of polite, condescending classmate affection, even tinged with helplessness and amusement at his clumsy behavior.

But now, her gaze toward Simao held more inquisitiveness and curiosity.

She couldn't understand how such an ordinary, even somewhat cowardly, boy could be surrounded by so many "extraordinary people".

And inevitably, her attention began to gravitate more towards Long Yan.

The existence of Long Yan was a huge shock to these sheltered students at the prestigious aristocratic school.

He wasn't as arrogant and domineering as Tie Ying, nor as subservient as Si Mao.

He was taciturn and had an aloof demeanor, yet his every move exuded a reassuring and powerful strength.

He was like a mystery, a walking source of hormones, deeply attracting young girls in the bloom of youth.

Anne began to create various opportunities for "chance encounters".

In the early morning, when Long Yan was meditating on the lawn of the Pi family garden, she would "coincidentally" come out for a morning run in her sportswear, then stop in front of him, blushing, and under the pretext of asking for advice on "breathing techniques," she would exchange a few words with him.

"Long Yan, I've heard that the breathing techniques at your Shaolin Temple are very special and can calm the mind. Is that true?" Her voice was soft, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Long Yan simply opened his eyes calmly and said softly, "If the heart is pure, even if the sky collapses, one will not be alarmed." He then said no more and continued to close his eyes to rest, leaving Annie alone in the wind, bewildered, pondering this profound and unfathomable statement.

In the school library, as Long Yan was browsing through a philosophy book, Annie would "coincidentally" sit opposite him and then casually ask, "Long Yan, do you also like Nietzsche? What a coincidence."

Long Yan looked up at the copy of "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" that she had specifically picked up to strike up a conversation, and calmly pointed out, "You've got it upside down."

Annie's face flushed red to her ears, and she wished she could disappear into the ground.

During free time in PE class, Tie Ying, holding a basketball, tried to dunk in front of Annie, but Annie's gaze remained fixed on Long Yan, who was quietly stretching and doing basic warm-up exercises by the side of the playground.

"Annie, look at me!" Iron Eagle shouted, jumping with all his might. However, he was so eager to show off that he used too much force and missed the dunk. He almost fell off the rim, which made everyone burst into laughter.

Long Yan simply picked up the basketball that had rolled to his feet, without even looking at the rim. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball arced perfectly through the air and swished cleanly into the net.

This series of events, like heavy weights, kept adding to the scales in Anne's heart.

On one side of the scale is the arrogant, immature, and useless Iron Eagle, who is only good for being rich; on the other side is the mysterious, powerful, and maturely charming Dragon Flame.

This balance is tilting irreversibly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Iron Eagle naturally sensed the crisis as well.

As he watched Annie's eyes grow brighter and brighter when she looked at Long Yan, a burning jealousy raged within him, almost consuming his reason.

He started to escalate his fault-finding tactics.

He no longer directly attacked Long Yan, knowing that would only bring him humiliation.

He vented his anger on Pi Simao, who was easier to bully.

He would deliberately knock Si Mao's books over in the hallway and then stomp on them;

He would kick Si Mao's chair from behind during class;

He even bribed the cafeteria lady to only give Simao the worst-tasting dishes each time.

He thought this would force Long Yan to back down and let Annie see his "power".

0 ······Requesting flowers·· ··

However, all he did only made Annie think he was more childish and ridiculous, and also made her feel a little more sympathy for Pi Simao who was silently enduring.

On a sunny afternoon, Long Yan, Simao, Xiaolong, and Choupiwen were having lunch on the school lawn.

Tie Ying came over with his henchmen again. He deliberately walked past Si Mao's lunchbox and then "accidentally" kicked Si Mao's already meager lunch to the ground.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, my foot slipped." Tie Ying apologized insincerely, but his face betrayed a smug smile.

Si Mao clenched his fists.

.... . ....

This time, he did not cower and endure it as he usually did.

Perhaps it was Pearl's words that gave him courage, or perhaps it was the oppression he had endured for days that made him unable to bear it any longer.

He stood up abruptly, his face flushed, and, summoning all his courage, roared at Tie Ying, "You...you've gone too far!"

"I'm going too far? What can you do to me?" Iron Eagle looked at him with disdain.

Just as tensions were rising, Annie came over carrying her lunchbox.

She didn't look at Tieying, but walked straight to Simao and gently placed her richly portioned, almost untouched lunch on the grass in front of him.

“Pi Simao,” she said gently, her voice not loud but clear enough for everyone around her to hear, “I bought too much lunch and can’t finish it. If you don’t mind, you can have this one.”

After saying that, she gave Simao a bright and warm smile.

That smile, like the most dazzling sunlight, instantly dispelled all the gloom in Simao's heart.