Cultivation Shura Field

In less than ten minutes, Xu Guowei had collected all the colored balls on the table, and the white ball happened to be in a suitable position. He put the final black eight into the hole with one stroke.

This was not a one-shot clearance, as Xu Zhe still had many opportunities to score. However, at the end of the round, he was still three balls behind.

"Let's continue?" Xu Guowei happily put the ball back on the court.

Xu Zhe: "Okay, continue."

The father and son were busy playing ball and did not notice that there was a pair of eyes from the counter, staring at them with interest.

----

Shen Lan, who was studying in the classroom at night, felt the vibration in her school uniform pocket and took out her cell phone.

Then she saw the MMS message from her father.

The camera on mobile phones these days is average, and the photo taking distance is a bit far, but Shen Lan still recognized Xu Zhe's back in the photo at a glance. He was playing billiards. So the question is, who is he playing with?

Then, his father sent another text message: [The little girl he played with was pretty.]

Shen Lan sat in her seat, suddenly lowered her head, rested her forehead on the edge of the table, and closed her eyes tightly.

The machine in hand is squeezed very tightly.

A moment later, she immediately replied with a text message: [You didn’t take the photo of the other person. Take a full photo and send it to me! ]

Her father seemed to have read her mood from the text and sent a message: [Don't worry, he is playing basketball with his dad, there is no little girl. ]

Shen Lan was not willing to give in: [Take another photo and send it to me! ]

Father: [What are you in such a hurry for?]

Shen Lan: [Quick shot! ]

Father: [Okay, okay.]

Then another MMS message came, and this time the whole picture was taken, and it could be seen that there was indeed a middle-aged man next to Xu Zhe. And I had seen him in the hospital before, and he was indeed Xu Zhe's father.

Shen Lan leaned back on the chair, raised her head to look at the ceiling, and her whole body relaxed.

After a long while, she looked at her phone again.

My father sent me a new message: [Why do you become so impatient? Where is your previous calmness? Don't forget, you said you would stay away from romantic luck. ]

Shen Lan smiled bitterly and murmured in a low voice: "People will change..."

----

Thanks to the book friends 20180302115806291, ◆.ыSeason, and She Will Return Love for their rewards! Thank you all for your recommendation tickets and monthly tickets!

Chapter 117

2023-09-06

"What?" Tang Lingfei's face was full of shock. "Your birthday has already passed? Why didn't you tell us?"

Today was Saturday, and it was still the time for two good students to tutor one person. But not long after the tutoring started, Tang Lingfei suddenly remembered that it was Xu Zhe's birthday, so she asked casually.

Then I learned that the birthday had passed and he hadn't invited anyone to celebrate with him.

Xu Zhe: "There's nothing to celebrate. Besides, my birthday is on Thursday and I have to go to school, so it's not convenient for me to have a party or anything like that."

Song Xingye on the other side suddenly asked: "How did you celebrate your birthday in the past?"

Xu Zhe recalled the past and said thoughtfully: "There were one or two times when I played with friends, but most of the time I played alone. I used to like playing computer games very much. On my birthday, my dad would take me to his office and we would play for a whole day."

Tang Lingfei: "Don't you like playing games now?"

"Well, now I prefer to do it myself. By the way, my game is almost done, do you want to try it?"

As Xu Zhe said this, he took out his cell phone and opened the game.

Tang Lingfei, who was closest to him, immediately took the phone.

Song Xingye smiled bitterly and said, "Aren't we tutoring? We've gone off track."

Xu Zhe: "It's okay, just play for a while and then study, it shouldn't be a problem."

He originally thought that it would be great to let Tang Lingfei play for two minutes, collect her feedback after she failed a few times, and then start tutoring her - but he didn't expect that after waiting for several minutes, Tang Lingfei didn't fail even once.

This made Xu Zhe realize that this kid's hand speed and accuracy were really good, and he seemed to have some talent in gaming.

Song Xingye watched from the side. As the pace of the game quickened, more and more bombs appeared, and she became more and more nervous.

"Be careful..." "It's going to be cut!" "Wow, you can cut all of this off?" "Fei Fei is amazing!"

Song Xingye was the one who was yelling, while Xu Zhe was watching quietly. As for Tang Lingfei, she was so engrossed in cutting the fruit that she didn't have time to say anything.

Finally, Tang Lingfei accidentally cut the bomb and the game ended.

It was only her first time playing, but she already reached over 700 points, breaking the record on Xu Zhe's phone.

Tang Lingfei returned the phone to him, still a little unsatisfied: "This looks really good. It's really fun to paste all the materials on it!"

Xu Zhe couldn't help but admire: "You are really good at playing..."

Song Xingye suddenly asked: "Can I play with it for a while?"

Xu Zhe and Tang Lingfei looked at her at the same time.

The girl shrank her neck and whispered, "Is it not possible..."

Xu Zhe laughed: "Of course, no problem. I just need to collect extensive feedback from the players. Here, have fun."

Song Xingye took the phone and started a new game.

Twenty seconds later, with a "bang", the game ended.

Song Xingye stared at the word "game over" on the screen of his mobile phone with a blank look.

Xu Zhe suppressed his laughter and said, "Why don't you try it a couple more times? No one can play it right away."

Song Xingye: "But Feifei clearly..."

Tang Lingfei also said: "It's okay, just try again."

Song Xingye nodded, took a deep breath, and started a new game again.

However, this time she persisted for a shorter time. At the beginning of the game, when the bomb appeared for the first time, the girl's fingers did not dodge it and it exploded quite cleanly.

The game is over again.

Song Xingye: "..."

Tang Lingfei: "Do you want to try again?"

Song Xingye gritted his teeth and started another game. Less than half a minute later, it ended with another "bang".

Xu Zhe couldn't help wanting to laugh. The corners of his mouth had already been raised, but he just held it back and didn't make any sound.

"Hahaha..." Tang Lingfei couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Song Xingye put her phone on the table, turned her head and glared at her bestie: "Fei Fei, don't laugh!"

Tang Lingfei said proudly: "Oh, everyone has their strengths and weaknesses, it's normal. For example, I'm good at cutting fruits, and Xiaoye, you're good at cutting bombs..."

Song Xingye felt that she couldn't let this silly girl be so proud any longer, so after thinking for a few seconds, she stretched out her hands and started scratching.

Tang Lingfei was not paying attention and let the hands touch her waist. The next second, she almost jumped up from the chair!

"Little Leaf, what are you doing!?"

Song Xingye's eyes lit up, realizing that she had caught her best friend's weakness: "So you are so ticklish? Well then..."

"Wow--"

Tang Lingfei shrunk to the side, trying to avoid Song Xingye's tickling claws. However, she was sitting between Xu Zhe and Song Xingye, so she naturally hid in Xu Zhe's arms.

Song Xingye was stunned.

The girl showed a look of disbelief, as if she had seen her wallet caught on fire with her own eyes, and she was the one who set the fire!

She was just thinking about stopping Feifei's mocking behavior, but forgot to consider how this situation would occur.

Tang Lingfei was also stunned. At this moment, her back was pressed against Xu Zhe's chest, and she felt warm and solid - perhaps because of his daily exercise, Xu Zhe had already shown some chest and abdominal muscles, and now that he was tense, the touch was even more obvious.

Tang Lingfei didn't know what to say, she just felt that it was quite comfortable to lean against him like this.

The three of them were silent for several seconds.

Finally, Xu Zhe broke the silence: "Have you had enough of the trouble?"

Tang Lingfei was still in a daze, but Song Xingye came to her senses and reached out to pull her best friend away from someone's arms.

However, this action of extending the hand caused Tang Lingfei to misunderstand.

She thought Song Xingye wanted to tickle her again, so she subconsciously dodged again. And as she dodged, she leaned even closer to Xu Zhe's arms.

Xu Zhe: "..."

Song Xingye: "Okay, I won't tickle you anymore!"

Tang Lingfei: "Really?"

"Of course not!" Song Xingye finally grabbed her arm and pulled her out of someone's arms. Looking closely again, he found that the girl's face was actually a little red.

Xu Zhe cleared his throat and tried to get the topic back on track: "Okay, the game trial session is over. What do you think of this fruit cutting game?"

Tang Lingfei glanced at him, but as soon as she met his gaze, she couldn't help but lower her face. What was she shy about? Tang Lingfei herself didn't understand.

Song Xingye bit her lower lip and said quietly, "The game is fun, really good..."

Tang Lingfei lowered her head and said, "I think it's fun, too."

Xu Zhe nodded: "Okay, we have collected feedback from the trial, now it's time to start studying. Feifei, take out your math workbook."

Tang Lingfei did as she was told.

But when she opened the exercise book and looked at the questions, she felt like she couldn't concentrate on anything and her little head felt dizzy.

Why is this happening? When I was a kid, I played with Xu Zhe so many times, and we bumped into each other at the entrance of the slide. But why does it feel so different now?

Tang Lingfei looked confused.

Song Xingye looked at her profile and took many deep breaths, but he couldn't calm down.

Xu Zhe noticed the two girls' strange behavior and felt a little headache. The effect of today's tutoring should be more than half off, right?

----

Chapter 118 Nice to meet you

2023-09-06

Just after New Year’s Day, Xu Zhe got together with three middle-aged men.

The meeting place was an unused office in the office building of Tang Wanghai's unit. As mentioned before, this office could be used as the company's registered address.

Xu Zhe had just turned fourteen, so it was impossible for him to register a company. He needed the help of adults to complete the relevant procedures. The nominal owner of the company was his father.

Xu Zhe took out all the 25,000 yuan he earned from the stock market and borrowed 5,000 yuan from his father, and he was able to collect the 30,000 yuan needed to register the company. Once the formalities were completed, he took out 1,000 yuan to pay Song Huaifeng's salary and 600 yuan to pay the rent to Tang Wanghai's unit.

"Your company can still sustain for 18 months," Xu Guowei joked. "If you can't make a profit, the money in your account will be gone after 18 months."

Song Huaifeng suddenly said, "My salary can actually be delayed. Anyway, Xu Zhe doesn't seem to have any work for me recently..."

Xu Zhe shook his head and said, "Let alone eighteen months, the company will definitely make some money within three months. Uncle Song, don't worry, your salary will not be delayed, but the probation period may be slightly extended."

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Huaifeng certainly didn't want to haggle over the salary with a junior who saved his life.

Tang Wanghai smiled and said, "Okay, now that it's settled, I have nothing to do here... Oh, by the way, Xiaozhe, I still say that, thank you for your advice, we have made a lot of money in the stock market this year!"

Hearing this, a strange light flashed in Song Huaifeng's eyes, but then he thought of his own situation and his eyes dimmed again.

Xu Zhe smiled and said, "You're welcome, Uncle Tang, but don't leave in a hurry. In fact, in addition to talking about the company itself, I also want everyone to try this out."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and opened the fruit-cutting game.

Tang Wanghai: "For something like playing games, it's more appropriate for you to ask my daughter to do it than for me."

Song Huaifeng also said: "My daughter doesn't seem to play games much, but she should be more interested in it than me."