The rules used in this competition are eight-ball, with a total of fifteen balls, and each color represents a different score -

Using the white cue ball as the impact ball, you can get points by continuously hitting two target balls or knocking the target ball into the pocket. In multiple rounds of competition, the number of points is one of the final criteria for judging the winner:

In the current small-point competition, the side that first hits eight balls will be the winner.

There was a small spotlight above her head, shining on her soft, pure black long curly hair, forming a small halo.

The girl stretched her waist and bent over the table, like a small cat waiting for its prey in the dark... sharp and focused.

The long eyelashes droop slightly, casting a small shadow on the eyelids, and the tip of the straight nose almost disappears behind the slightly bent thumb knuckle.

When her white ball hit a green ball into the pocket with a crisp and clean gesture, the people around her were stunned for a moment and then sighed in praise. A tall bodyguard brought his suit jacket.

The not-so-expensive suit jacket fell around Miss Gou's waist, covering the edge of her skirt which had become precariously short because of playing basketball.

The dazzling white and curve disappeared under the cover of the loose suit, causing the man who was about to move for the next ball to pause and look back expressionlessly.

Ye Lang looked back at her calmly, without any emotion.

Gou An withdrew his gaze, stopped again at a suitable position on the table, and moved lazily with the golf cue in his hand.

At the same time, in the private room, the bartender trembled as he returned the unused suit jacket in his hand to the man who was sitting on the sofa without moving.

One step behind the others, the latter seemed to have no reaction at all, just politely nodded to the waiter who had made a wasted trip, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Gou An missed the fourth ball.

He Ran supported himself with his hands throughout the whole process, leaning against the table with his chin propped up by the golf cue, watching her performance. Even though the first few balls went into the pockets cleanly and neatly, drawing praise from everyone around him, he remained calm and his mentality was as steady as a mountain.

It wasn't until he took over that he showed the attitude that a teacher should have -

It was as if he had already figured out the correct position and stayed in that position without hesitation. The shot started, the ball collided and fell.

The action was so decisive that one could see the figure of a professional player. Zhou Yutong was so angry that she cursed several times in Gou An's ear... She cursed every time he scored a goal, and her voice became louder and louder.

But the scolding was of no use at all, it only made the smile on He Ran's lips more arrogant each time.

It's really so cheap.

After He Ran scored six goals in a row, he was walking around the edge of the table with the cue looking for the best angle to shoot the black ball that symbolized the highest score. When he passed by Gou An, she grabbed him.

The boy turned back lazily, with a look that said "What can I do for you?" on his face.

"That bear is not what I want. If you want to target me, find another place." Gou An said expressionlessly, "Can you please stop being so cheap here?"

He Ran tilted his head, thought for a moment, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing, begging for mercy?"

"You deserve a scolding?"

"Are you still angry about the button?" He Ran moved closer to her, "If you say you're not angry anymore, call me brother again—"

Gou An immediately let go of his arm.

The temperature on his elbow suddenly disappeared, and He Ran felt as if he had stepped on air and fell from a great height. He did not show it on his face, but the smile on his face faded a little.

His dark eyes stared at the little girl whose face said "Get lost". He couldn't remember how long it had been since he saw her smile at him...

So annoying.

"If you don't want it, don't get involved. It's just causing trouble." He Ran pursed his lips, raised his hand and lightly pinched her pointed chin. "Seeing you here, it's hard for me not to do something."

Gou An frowned and slapped his hand away.

The back of He Ran's hand immediately turned red, but he didn't care. He chuckled and rubbed his fingertips - he wanted to do this the first second she lay down under the pole...

Now all he can say is that the feel is exactly as he imagined.

It doesn't matter.

Anyway, my image can't get any worse. Instead of doing nothing and making her dislike me, I might as well do something to make it seem like I haven't lost so much.

Young Master He's calculations were clattering. He admitted that he was mean, but he didn't feel that he was childish at all.

Zhou Yutong, on the other hand, was stunned by the two people's series of actions.

"Good boy, your move has fully stimulated He Ran's potential as a playboy. He just acted like a street hooligan."

While He Ran continued to shine on the table, Zhou Yutong pulled Gou An aside and said hesitantly, "Forget it. I'm a little scared. What if he uses this as an excuse to get back at you—"

The members of Qianjintuan are very conscientious.

"What do you mean by forget it? Who wants to 'forget it' with him?"

But now Gou An's desire for challenge has been aroused, and she has never thought of allowing this bastard He Ran to talk to her like this, not even with a single punctuation mark.

She pulled her arm out of Zhou Yutong's embrace expressionlessly, and the golf club in her hand seemed to have turned into a charging weapon. "Stop making noises, stand aside and wait for me to kill him."

Zhou Yutong: “…”

After He Ran won the first game, Gou An really went all out in the second game, scoring eight goals in a row. In the eyes of everyone's disbelief, he cleared the table and won the game.

At this point, the other contestants had already smelled a strong smell of gunpowder and voluntarily withdrew from the competition, concentrating on watching this pair of former fiancés fighting for their lives on the table.

Logically, what He Ran said before was correct. As long as he restrained himself among the second-generation rich people in the arena, the remaining people's skills would probably be outclassed by Gou An -

But they overlook that uncles may occasionally want to win hearts with stuffed toys.

Because he ate a few more grains of rice or played too much with He Jinxing, the situation changed after Chen Jinli started playing. He cleared the table three times in a short period of time, and the situation suddenly changed from the fight between Gou An and He Ran at the beginning to a delicate three-way confrontation.

Uncle Chen is worthy of being Uncle Chen.

At this time, the table was cleared in three or two shots. He stood by with a blank expression on his face. Gou An's arm was almost torn by Zhou Yutong's scratching. He looked incredulous: "He knows that I want this bear. He also knows that the reason I want this bear is because its birth date is my birthday..."

Her voice was quite loud.

Everyone around heard it, including Chen Jinli and his group. Xiao Miao uttered "Oh!" and didn't understand what was going on. He felt sorry for the little girl getting angry over a stuffed toy, so he pulled Jiang Yi's arm and whispered, "Forget it, I can ask for another gift..."

Jiang had recognized Zhou Yutong, and had no idea what was going on between Chen Jinli and his niece. He turned around and glanced at the person who had made him angry and crying with a half-smile.

But the person concerned had a calm expression on his face, turned around and asked, "Don't you want it anymore?"

Xiao Miao: “…No more.”

Chen Jinli retracted his gaze, but without even looking at Zhou Yutong, he said calmly: "Even if you don't want to, you have to finish the competition. It has a beginning and an end."

Gou An: “…”

Gou An endured the pain of biting her arm, which was probably blue, and twitched the corner of her lips. She found it hard to look directly at Professor Chen, who was once her No. 1 in academics and whom she wanted to study with for a master's degree, in such an unkind way.

What can I say?

"Change your target as soon as possible."

As soon as Gou An finished speaking, she felt Chen Jinli, who was about to swing again not far away, raised his eyes and looked in their direction.

Zhou Yutong, who was standing there in a daze, took this look as a provocation. She didn't expect Chen Jinli to be so heartless and ungrateful. She threw herself into Gou An's arms and started crying, feeling extremely sad.

Gou An wanted to say something to comfort him, but at this moment he heard a commotion not far away. It was Chen Jinli who pushed the white ball into the bag with an expressionless face.

A mistake that I don't know if it was intentional.

The ball was passed to Gou An again.

She patted the groundhog in her arms who was crying bitterly and muttered, "It's all right, it's all right," and thought to herself: Well, women's tears win.

At this point, it seemed that everyone was no longer competing for the stuffed bear worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. They were just fighting for their dignity.

After handing Zhou Yutong over to Tang Xinjiu's arms, Gou An stroked the front end of the club and went into battle again.

This time she was calm and played well, hitting six balls in. However, the angle of the seventh ball was not good, and she walked around the table for a long time but couldn't find a good position to hit it...

I finally found it and leaned over, aiming for a long time but not daring to move the pole.

Just as she was so focused and nervous that a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead, at this moment, a relatively unfamiliar aura came from behind her and enveloped her gently without any aggression.

A pale hand covered the back of my hand, which was slender, with distinct joints and slightly cool to the touch.

"You've found a good position, but the angle is too high. I can't get in. Relax your fingers and look at the pole." The gentle boy's voice with a faint smile sounded in my ears, "Sister, concentrate."

The end of the cue was held steady by one hand, and the boy just exerted light force. With a series of light sounds, the colored ball hit the edge of the table with a crisp sound. The red ball with a tricky angle bounced several times and then went safely into the pocket.

After a few seconds of silence, applause broke out.

Gou An blinked in shock and turned her head slightly to look at the young man behind her. At this moment, he was still standing beside her and did not move away.

"You also know this?"

Gou An's voice was full of surprise.

"Yeah, I know a little bit." He Yuan lowered his eyes and said half-jokingly, "After all, he is one of the playboys."

The light-colored pupils were tinged with a hint of smile. At this moment, no one seemed to notice the two people talking. They were too close...

She could almost smell his breath.

Under the dim lights of the bar, from a distance, it seemed as if the young man was holding Miss Gou's slender waist, rubbing her ears and whispering.

Inside the box, the man calmly withdrew his gaze and casually placed the wine glass in his hand on the glass coffee table in front of him.

Three minutes later, the door of the box was respectfully opened from the outside, and a tall and slender man appeared, interrupting the delicate atmosphere and the battle that had already heated up to the point of being arrogant and domineering.

As everyone turned their heads to look at him, he walked to the billiard table, took off his coat and threw it casually on the chair next to him.

He loosened the buttons on his collar, and the edge brushed across his protruding Adam's apple. His Adam's apple rolled, and he raised his eyes.

His eyes casually swept across the confused face of the little girl who was frozen at the table, and he smiled at her.

"Do you mind if I play a couple of rounds with you guys, old man?"

(End of this chapter)