Chapter 23
Yun Guanqing's pupils suddenly shrank. The man lowered his head slightly and leaned closer to the pool table. His eyes were fixed on You Mian, and his interest in them became more and more intense and meaningful.
"I dare you." Yun Guanqing smiled and turned his gaze to Pei Huaiji, asking, "Who will go first?"
Pei Huaiji silently picked up the cue and walked towards the table, assuming a batting stance neatly and beautifully, with his arms straight and close, and the curvature of his fingers extremely perfect.
This scene is a textbook action.
Pei Huaiji did not directly answer Yun Guanqing's question, but told Yun Guanqing with his one-shot shot technique.
He first.
With a crisp bang, the white ball hits a red ball in a straight line, and the impact force makes the red ball quickly enter the pocket.
You Mian looked sideways at the scene on the table and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.
"Two points." You Mian said.
I didn't expect Pei Huaiji's skills were so good, they were almost at competition level.
After the ball went into the pocket, Pei Huaiji didn't even give Yun Guanqing a chance to play. The man walked calmly and confidently towards the next hitting point.
Lean in close, arms straight, fingertips slightly bent.
Another crisp bang sounded in the empty ball hall, slowly but unmistakably stirring up the excitement of everyone present.
You Mian smiled, "Four points."
Guan Tong stood beside You Mian in a daze, he had no idea how things had turned out like this.
He knows nothing about snooker! How to compete?
But now looking at Pei Huaiji's performance, Guan Tong feels that he has no chance to play.
Pei Huaiji walked around the table half a circle with a normal expression, his sharp eyes piercing at the red ball in the distance like a knife, instantly fixing the best position.
Once again he raised his hand and leaned over to strike.
Bang!
Bang!
…
You Mian counted the points. In less than five minutes, Pei Huaiji had already won 48 points by himself.
There is now one two-point red ball and one seven-point black ball left on the field.
Pei Huaiji stood beside the pool table with his eyes downcast, wiping the tip of the cue with chocolate powder in his hand, looking so relaxed and at ease that it was outrageous.
Yun Guanqing, who was standing across the table, had an expression on his face that could no longer be described as ugly.
He was severely humiliated, and the tone and gesture he had used to clamor for a bet disappeared completely, leaving only a frown and an angry expression.
Guan Tong didn't have time to observe Yun Guanqing at this moment. All his attention was attracted by Pei Huaiji on the field. He approached You Mian and asked softly: "You Mian, you should know the rules of snooker. Mr. Pei scored so many goals, why is it only 48 points now?"
Guan Tong is a short video blogger. Although he does not understand the specific rules of snooker, he has heard about how many points national-level players have scored in competitions. The scores all start from 70, and some are over 100!
Seeing Pei Huaiji's unrivaled professionalism, he should have scored at least 100 points!
You Mian calmly explained: "In a snooker match, players will deliberately make obstacles to make the opponent incur penalty points. Once the penalty points are added up, the total score will go up."
But now Pei Huaiji obviously did not have the mood to compete with Yun Guanqing.
Or maybe this man is used to one shot.
Rather than competing in the game, Pei Huaiji seemed more interested in ending this farce of a bet by quickly finishing a round.
In snooker, without the obstructing balls that are designed to embarrass the opponent, the total score will of course be less.
Guan Tong nodded repeatedly as if he had suddenly realized something, "So that's how it is."
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