Super Vulgar Dream 5

  In the fifth game, Qin Meng took the lead from the start, scoring five points in a row with a series of powerful shots. I was about to give up, but facing off against such an amazing player like Qin Meng, I'm already satisfied that I've been able to hold on until now.

  The students around me also cast admiring glances at me, after all, not everyone has the opportunity to compete with an idol-like figure like Qin Meng.

  But just when I thought I was going to lose, Qin Meng made a low-level mistake that couldn't be any lower. The ball was right in front of him, and he actually hit the cue ball into the pocket.

  The students around me let out a unanimous sigh of regret. A master like him would never make such a mistake. I looked at Qin Meng in confusion.

  "It's your turn." Qin Meng whispered in my ear as he passed by me: "What if you lose?"

  He did it on purpose! Why? A chance encounter like him actually lost to me on purpose?

  The rest of the match was a breeze, one deliberately lost game and another where he didn't know what happened, and in an instant I won the match against him.

  This made the boss of the billiard hall, Peng Gang, a bald middle-aged man, very worried. Qin Meng had always been his mainstay, and every time he came to play, he would bring in a lot of business. After all, the power of an idol is boundless. But before he knew it, Qin Meng was about to graduate, and Peng Gang was at a loss for what to do.

  Until I won the game against Qin Meng, he suddenly lit up and rushed to my side, grabbing my hand and secretly asking for my name. Then, in a loud voice, he announced: "From today on, Liu Ming, who defeated Qin Meng, is now a senior member of this billiard hall! From now on, he can play here for free, and to make everyone happy, all the billiard tables are open to everyone for free today! Of course, soda and bread still need to be paid by yourselves!"

  With a loud shout, the atmosphere in the billiard hall reached its climax with Peng Gang's words, and for a time, seven billiard tables were occupied.

  Some students who didn't get a seat surrounded me and Qin Meng for a long time, refusing to disperse.

  One brave student even asked me: "That class's..."

  "Grade 2 Class 3." I said.

  "It's really good, I hope you can teach me sometime..." His words were drowned out by the sea of students.

  Peng happened to separate the students and came to my side, handing me a small white paper: "This is a VIP membership card. With or without me, you can come and play for free..."

  I actually felt a bit embarrassed under the gaze of envy and admiration from the surrounding students.

  "Here you are..." Peng Gang stuffed the paper into my hand. Then he said to me, "You'd better be more careful in the future!"

  "Yes! Definitely." I've never been a public figure before and now I'm at a loss for words.

  That afternoon, Xiaoxiao Si was boiling with excitement in the billiard hall. No one had ever won against Qin Meng before, but I actually did it.

  Just like after watching an exciting football match, everyone must vent their emotions, and they all rushed to the billiard table. That afternoon, the truancy rate of Class 2 was higher than ever before!

  I left the billiard hall with great doubt, along with Qin Meng and others.

  "Billiards is just a small skill, if you have the ability, go out into the world and make a career for yourself." Qin Meng stood at the entrance of the billiard hall, patting my shoulder and said: "Were you born on October 10th, 1977?"

  "How did you know?" I was shocked and this person gave me an increasingly mysterious feeling.

  "I'm just guessing blindly." Qin Meng didn't bring up this topic again, but there was a strange expression between his eyebrows.

  We walked shoulder to shoulder out of the billiard hall, with Zhang Rui and Zheng Wu, Wu Bing and others following closely behind.

  "Have you ever thought about what you'll be doing in the future?" Qin Meng said as he walked.

  "Not yet." I thought about Qin Meng's words, and I had a feeling that he knew me very well.

  "I originally wanted to take the entrance exam for Tsinghua University." Qin Meng continued, "But now I've changed my mind. Tsinghua University... humph! It's not that great after all."

  We crossed the road, Qin Meng stopped and looked back at those people behind us. He said to me: "I'm about to graduate, I won't be able to stay with them anymore. These kids don't have my restraint, who knows what kind of trouble they'll get into..." Shaking his head,

  I also took a look at those sturdy and muscular guys, each with a stern expression, all of them were athletic students who could fight, as if no one was convinced by anyone else. Thinking back to the conflict between Wu Bing and Zhao Yuansheng in the billiard room earlier, it made sense.

  After a while, Qin Meng smiled and said: "I'll mention a name, I don't know if you know her." Then he looked at me with a hint of a smile and said slowly: "Zhou Siying..."

  "Tell me!" I rushed over and grabbed his shoulders tightly, shaking him: "What's wrong with Siying?"

  Qin Meng thought for a moment and said: "Originally I didn't believe in such things, but after seeing you, I believed."

  "Si Yue..." I called out her name.

  "Si Wei is already gone." Qin Meng said with a heavy heart.

  "She's dead..." I felt a wave of dizziness.

  "Not, and didn't die..." Qin Meng furrowed his brow and said: "I said it's not good, she's a bit of trouble now, there are some problems..."

  "Take me to see him, Meng Ge." I begged, looking at him.

  "You can't see her for now. It's her decision." Qin Meng said: "There are some things she hasn't thought through yet..."

  "What's wrong with her? Doesn't she love me anymore......"

  "Hehe, I'm not sure about this, but she asked me to find you." Qin Meng smiled mysteriously and said: "Also, she told me to tell you that when two people are meant to be together for a long time... Hehe, the rest is too mushy, think about it yourself."

  "There is." Qin Meng said: "Make as much money as possible, maybe she will need it."

  Si Wei... I stood there with tears in my eyes.

  At that time, Qin waved his hand and summoned everyone to his side, pointing at me and saying: "Alright, I'm about to graduate, can't play with you guys anymore, there are still two months before the college entrance exam, I need to review..."

  At noon, we went to a small hotel with a group of people. Everyone took turns toasting me and welcoming me to their little group. I looked around at the people and thought, what kind of group is this? Except for Qin Meng, there wasn't a single good student, they were all fighting kings. In the blink of an eye, I didn't know east from west.

  I thought that my playing basketball with Qin Meng would end there, but later when I entered school, every time I saw someone pointing at me and looking at me with admiring eyes, I realized that the power of an idol is truly boundless.

  Of course I know I'm not Qin Meng, a game of unrelated billiards can't decide anything, and I haven't become arrogant enough to think that winning against Qin Meng in billiards means I can replace him.

  I still have many places that are not as good as him, such as his academic performance, such as his strength, such as his football, such as his handsome. Qin Meng is a myth in No. 2 Middle School, and he is the symbol of No. 2 Middle School. I remember that after he graduated, there was no student like him who excelled in all aspects in No. 2 Middle School again!

  By the time I started working, Second High School had thoroughly fallen into a third-rate key high school.

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  At night, I lay in bed, gazing at the moonlight outside the window. The memories of the past thirty years replayed in my mind like a movie: my junior high school, my senior high school, my university, my first love and my job.

  My previous life was an electrical engineer, originally supposed to enter the electronics industry, but unfortunately entered a real estate development company. What's even more frustrating is that due to the mismatch in profession, there was no performance to speak of at that company.

  However, I still have rich experience in architecture and am relatively familiar with the real estate industry. I know that China in the 1990s was just experiencing its first real estate boom, when countless people made their fortunes overnight. Can't I be one of them?

  Thinking of this, my mind opened up, apart from real estate, there are stocks, futures and even some daily technologies that I can understand, especially those household appliance technologies that I am most familiar with, all of which are opportunities.

  First and foremost is digital technology, which was absolutely the most advanced in the 90s. Although I don't understand it very well, I also want to take this opportunity to get on the bandwagon.

  There is also the Internet, China's Internet also started in the 90s, maybe I can also set up a portal website to play with?

  There are too many opportunities, so many that I'm overwhelmed, never mind, I've made up my mind, whatever can be grasped will be taken.

  Real estate, portal websites, finance, stocks... Grandma! Thinking of this, I couldn't help but thank the authors of those rebirth novels that I used to read. They made me realize that there were so many opportunities around me all along.

  Of course, the first priority is to enrich myself. In my previous life, I studied English and took a few years of graduate school under Siyue's supervision. Although it ended in nothing, the foundation of English was still good. Now that I have been reborn with plenty of time, maybe I should learn another foreign language.

  Of course, English cannot be abandoned. In my time, I personally experienced the popularity of a high-level English talent, and now that I have the opportunity to start again, I must create a fluent English for myself.

  That night I was sleepless, turning over and thinking about the major events that would take place in the world over the next decade or so, and it seemed like every event had huge wealth hidden behind it. At dawn, the window revealed a fascinating glow, my heart was full of ambition, and even some hot blood was boiling. I set myself a short-term minimum goal, which is to earn my first million within a year, at least eighty thousand if not.

  With my 13 years of experience surpassing this era, if I still can't achieve such a low goal, then I'd rather die by smashing into a tofu stand.