Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

At this time, as long as the people here are not married, they have to give their wages to their parents, and they have to give them to their daughters-in-law when they get married, that is, those who mix in society or gamble money, and they will occasionally not know where to get back a lot of money.

Rich people can't be considered small, but no one usually carries a few thousand.

At this time in the nineties, even if eight people go to the restaurant together, it will cost three hundred yuan to eat casually. Of course, it's not the kind of luxury hotel that specializes in slaughtering people.

"Scare me?" The buddy came back to his senses, a little embarrassed.

"No, it doesn't mean that," Zhang Tiejun shook his head and put the money back in his trouser pocket: "You brought it up to fight me, and I just responded to the scene." Then you say, just take the ball, how big is it? To fight or not to fight? "

It wasn't he who provoked it, it doesn't matter if Zhang Tiejun plays this ball or not.

Zhang Tiejun proposed to test the ball, no one can find faults, playing billiards is a skill, so how can you test your skills compared to the ball?

The main reason is that this time is the peak moment of Zhang Tiejun's playing billiards, and he often fought with people at this time in his previous life, and the accuracy rate can reach at least seventy percent. He is still quite confident in this.

In fact, the test is not only about being able to play accurately, but also about having strong psychological quality and self-confidence, after all, there is only one chance, and there are a bunch of people watching on the side.

With Zhang Tiejun's sixty-year-old mentality now, there is one person present, who is more psychologically qualified than him? Everyone else is as stable as an old dog, and he himself is an old dog.

This moment put up the guy on the other side. The fight was proposed by himself, and now that Zhang Tiejun has responded to the battle, it is his business to lose people or not.

"Hit, count it as a kiba." This guy wants to earn face, but in fact, he is on top: "A handful of fifty." The man with him pulled him, and he ignored it.

"Okay." Zhang Tiecheng took out the money and drew 200 and handed it to the boss: "Three balls, the money is bet on the boss, whoever wins will take it." Boss, you smoke fifty. "

Don't, don't, don't," the boss took the money: "I'll just draw twenty, fifty is a bit too much."

"Whatever you want." Zhang Tiejun looked at the other party.

The buddy's face turned blue and red, and he reached into his pocket to take out the money, and said to the man who was playing with him, "Give me fifty of your money."

"Why don't you forget it?"

"Lend me."

The two of them scraped together one hundred and fifty yuan and handed it over to the boss.

It's rare for someone to play so big, and the boss is also excited, running over to swing the ball, which is to measure the left and look at the right, and strive to swing the ball to the center of the positioning.

If there are people playing in the billiards club, there will be more people talking about it when they go out, and it will be easier to attract people to come and play. This is the same as the lottery always announces that someone has won the jackpot.

The boss set the ball, took a new piece of chocolate and set it aside, then stepped aside.

Zhang Tiejun gestured to the other party with his chin: "You fight first." "

He was afraid that if he hit first, if he hit the opponent with a shot, it would collapse, and it would be boring. He's still quite confident in his game.

He is not afraid of the other party's score, it is really not so easy for this game to score, and even if he enters, it is only a matter of fifty yuan.

There was silence in the billiards club, and everyone involuntarily slowed down their panting, and they all became nervous, waiting for the two of them to play intently.

Zhang Tiejun's classmates' eyes changed when they looked at Zhang Tiejun, and the thousand yuan was thrown out so lightly, which really calmed them, and Zhang Tiejun's image became tall in an instant. After all, they are all students.

The guy looked at the two balls that had been arranged, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, took a breath, picked up the billiard cue and walked to the tee-off position, rubbing the powder while tilting his head back and forth to observe the sub-ball. It's a good look.

Zhang Tiejun pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled. The test is quite stressful, and the more he hesitates, the more he finishes, and this guy wants to win so much, and he doesn't seem to be a rich person.

Competitive and wanting to win are two completely different things, and now this guy has both of them, and it's his own heart that messes up. And the staring of everyone on the side holding their breath magnifies this pressure again.

Rubbing the powder, observing, setting up the gun, just these three actions This guy was stunned for several minutes, and he felt like he was going to sweat.

"Right." He ordered the bag, and then the pole was sharpened on his hand, and when he stretched and shrunk, he couldn't beat it. Playing billiards here has to be called a bag, and it doesn't count if you put it in, you have to take it out.

He took out a painting garden and lit it in his mouth, puffing out a puff of smoke. Okay, Zhang Tiejun feels that he can't lose if he wants to, this guy is already in chaos.

I just aimed at it for a long time, adjusted it back and forth many times, snapped, the cue ball was finally hit out, this guy stood up straight and let out a long breath, watching the cue ball swihi over and hit the sub-ball, and then the sub-ball clicked and rushed to the bottom pocket... It popped out again.

"." He clenched his fists: "It's too strong, or I'm sure I'll get in."

Zhang Tiejun smiled and didn't squeak, and the people on the side began to comment, some agreed, some said the angle was wrong, and some said bad luck.

The boss quickly re-positioned the ball and pulled away. It's quite professional.

Just three balls, no matter how much he grinds, ten minutes is enough, and twenty yuan will be credited in ten minutes, can he be active, he wants to shout that he can be more professional.

Zhang Tiejun took a cue at random, looked at the head of the gun, picked up the powder and rubbed it twice, and looked at the ball: "Left bag." "Set up the gun, the gun was out in one go, and with a click, the cue ball quickly rebounded, and the sub-ball was gone.

Didn't you say you didn't go in because you had a lot of strength? I use more strength than you.

"Awesome." Someone shouted loudly, and the people in the billiards club climaxed all at once, as if they had scored the ball themselves, and they were grinning and boiling one by one.

The boss gave Zhang Tiejun a thumbs up, and came over to put the ball in place again.

Zhang Tiejun scratched his nose. He really didn't expect to score this goal, but it turned out to be so smooth that it was like smearing half a bottle of lubricating oil, and he couldn't feel the friction. It's a bit tasteless.

"This will take you first." The buddy glanced at Zhang Tiejun expressionlessly and asked him to fight first.

Zhang Tiejun didn't care, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, looked at the gun head and didn't even wipe the powder, and aimed the gun: "Right pocket." And then the gun came out. Snap, click, the ball went in again, and the sound of the ball hitting the frame was loud and crisp, still so silky.

Everyone was even more excited, cheering continuously, one by one as if they had won money. That's the fun of watching the excitement.

Am I playing so well now? This made Zhang Tiejun himself a little self-doubtful. I can't believe it.

The face of the brother on the other side turned white all of a sudden. It's not because you're embarrassed when you lose, there's nothing to be ashamed of if you lose. It's one hundred and fifty dollars, and it's gone.

"Damn, there's a fight on the other side." I don't know who shouted, and someone started to run out of the door, and two of them jumped out of the window in a hurry and ran diagonally across the road.

"Who's fighting?" The people standing on the other side were inexplicable and poured out.

"What's so nice about fighting?" Some people didn't want to go out and wanted to watch Zhang Tiejun play, but it was useless, so they went out with the crowd. In fact, I am still not firm.

Zhang Tiejun's classmates also ran out, and Ruibin ran the fastest.

The boss looked at Zhang Tiejun and the two brothers, what do you mean, do you want to continue?

Zhang Tiejun looked at the buddy: "Still can't fight?" If you don't want to fight, forget it, just when everyone is gone.

"No, no, no." The buddy's friend rushed to speak: "You hit Tai Keba accurately, and if you beat again, you won't be looking for abuse."

"How can it be so evil, I am also blind, and I have good luck today." Zhang Tiejun smiled and said to the boss: "Give him his fifty, and you take twenty from me." "

Three are also twenty, two are returned to twenty, the boss is naturally not unhappy, he smiled and returned fifty yuan to the buddy, and handed Zhang Tiejun two hundred and eighty yuan: "You played really well, why didn't you find it before?"

"I've always been good at fighting, haven't I?" Zhang Tiejun took the money and put it in his pocket.

The two brothers took the money and left, they didn't have the face to stay here, and the boss grabbed two handfuls on the head: "his brother, what kind of fight are you fighting, there's no one left." He himself went out and stood in the doorway and looked over there.

"Oh, I'm, I'm leaning, I'm leaning, I'm a big one." The owner of the billiards club put aside his short legs and ran to the opposite side: "Dead man, dead man."

Zhang Tiejun walked to the door and looked over there, and saw that the crowd around the crowd was spreading out in all directions, revealing the gate of the billiard room over there.

The east side of the club is still a house at this time, and there is no building.

The billiard room opposite is opened in the house at the head of the house, which was originally a house, and it became a billiard room after a renovation, with a courtyard, and the courtyard gate is on the side street.

Since the billiard room was opened, that courtyard has become a martial arts arena, and there are people fighting in it for three days. The main thing is that all the people who squat at his house every day are social people, they all have good faces, and they can fight in a few words.

At this time, the investment cost of opening a billiard room is still relatively large, and it costs tens of thousands of yuan, and I don't know if the boss who always fights on the other side can make money.

Zhang Tiejun closed the door of the billiards club, glanced at his bicycle parked at the door of the hair salon, and was about to walk over to see the excitement when she was stopped by Gu Chunfen, she also stood at the door and looked over there.

"Tie Jun, what are you doing? Come here, don't go.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't go." Gu Chunfen didn't care if Zhang Tiejun was happy or not, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the hair salon: "Just stand here and watch, don't go over." What's so nice about fighting.

Zhang Tiejun looked at the hair salon, but there was no one: "Aren't you also watching?" He's done cutting it? "