During the Snowstorm

: How did you feel about the first round? "

"It's okay." Lin Yiyang's plan was to say hello and let the elders take a look at him in a low-profile manner. The goal of the first round was achieved.

Meng Xiaodong nodded: "My aunt is very rigid, similar to Mr. He. What wins or loses won't work for her."

Lin Yiyang knew what Meng Xiaodong meant: "This attitude is normal when I just came back. It can't be said that I have a world ranking now, and I have made a name for myself. Everyone should suddenly change their minds and think that as long as they succeed, they are good people? I don't believe it."

He added: "I believe in the strong prey on the field, and the winner is king, but I don't like this in society."

In the end, if you want to change people's minds, it's useless to say nice things.

Smart people only observe what the people around them do, not listen to what they say.

Lin Yiyang raised his eyes, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, got up, pulled the zipper of the suit jacket to the bottom, and took out the shirt, trousers, and vest inside.

Take off first and then put on, tie your trousers, and put on the belt.

He remembered that the first time he was back on the field was in an Australian Open qualifier. At that time, Lin Yiyang walked into the backstage, no one knew him, no one greeted him.

Top-ranked players in the world like Jiang Yang and Meng Xiaodong do not need to participate in any qualifiers, and the world will not appear in the gym if they enter the official competition. He traveled long distances in a foreign country, no acquaintances, no opponents, and even the brothers did not even know that he signed up for the preliminaries.

He changed his shirt in the lounge, thinking about who to talk to, and he was going to play.

For the first time in the game after many years, it seems that it must be said to be practical.

All he could think of was Yin Guo.

"It was my first Belgian game and I called your sister in the lounge." He twisted the buttons one by one until the top of his shirt was fastened firmly, "I didn't say where I was, just talked to her. Said - Xiaoguo, I may still want to play games."

He also told her that it may not be as simple as he imagined that he hasn't been on the field for many years. The world is changing, the field is changing, and the opponent is also changing. Everything is unknown. Maybe he's making a bad move.

It's safe to go to Duke for a Ph.D. His brother with the best undergraduate relationship, who was a Ph.D. student at Bingfa and an associate professor at Duke, has been waiting for him to pass. The strength of the two is equal, so it is not a big problem to follow the steps and let him follow the path of his brother.

Returning to the game is endless.

"She's very happy. I just said that if the fight doesn't go well, the future will be troublesome. Guess what she said?"

"what?"

"She said, it doesn't matter, you can go. When you chased me, you were a poor student, and I was nothing. No matter how bad we were together, we wouldn't be worse than before."

She also told him that I was third in the World Association last year, and no matter how bad it is, you are also the third best boyfriend in the world. The child who was homeless in the city of Blizzard at the time has already played half of the country with a club and told him seriously. She Yin Guo is Lin Yiyang's escape route in life. Go forward, there is someone behind you, Lin Yiyang.

Meng Xiaodong heard a smile in his eyes: "My sister is a treasure, it's your blessing to find her."

Lin Yiyang smiled and said, "Let's go." His facial features were set off by this rigorous shirt and trousers, which made his temperament a little calmer, but obviously, the attitude in his eyes was still his.

The two left the lounge, walked side by side into the passage, and entered the arena under the leadership of the staff.

The snooker field is strict and requires absolute silence. In many open competitions, the first requirement is that the audience must turn off their mobile phones. In quiet, applause is restrained. Whether a player gets up, hits the ball, sits down, or sits alone in a chair and thinks, it is all related to the word "quiet".

In the quiet gymnasium, the attendance rate was as high as 90%.

In this open tournament in this country, the audience naturally knows more about domestic players, whether it is Meng Xiaodong or Lin Yiyang, who suddenly came back, is the reason for the high attendance rate today.

The referee, dressed in a slim black suit and white gloves, came to the two with a serious face and shook hands.

A minute later, Lin Yiyang successfully got the right to serve.

Carrying his black club, he slowly walked to the table, the green velvet surface, a different gymnasium, but the same piece of land. This is the first time he has stood on the field of the motherland after his comeback and after more than a dozen competitions.

"Your teacher is here," Meng Xiaodong said in a voice only he could hear, "look north."

He was shocked and looked back.

The stadium is where the lights of the audience are, but he looked at the auditorium from the light, and there was only one old man in his eyes. Thirteen years after the separation, the first meeting between the master and the apprentice was actually here, on this arena.

Lin Yiyang couldn't see the teacher's face clearly, because it was too far, because there were tears in his eyes, because...

The man holding the club tightly, standing like a sculpture in the live footage, finally fell silent and bowed deeply. To the corner that cannot be seen clearly.