Luo Shimiao raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "You can play billiards?"
"I know a little bit, Goddess Miaomiao, do you know how? If not, I can teach you."
"I happen to know a little bit too."
Lan Xinyue extended her hand to Luo Shimiao: "Then let's go."
Luo Shimiao grabbed her hand and used it to climb up. As soon as she got up, she saw Gu Nian staring at her intently.
After hesitating for a moment, she followed Lan Xinyue's example and reached out her hand.
Gu Nian smirked, grabbed the small hand with his large hand, and easily stepped onto the platform.
Luo Shimiao: "........."
Lan Xinyue: "........."
Zhou Yang: "........."
The four of them arrived at the billiard room, which was not crowded. They randomly chose a billiard table.
Luo Shimiao gripped the cue stick and said, "It'll be more fun with a little betting. Best two out of three, whoever loses buys lunch."
Zhou Yang replied, "No problem, just be careful, I'm the billiards prince of the entertainment industry."
A disdainful voice came from the next table: "The entertainment industry's billiards prince? Dare to play a game with me?"
The four of them looked over at the same time and saw a man with bright red hair leaning against the pool table, his bangs covering one eye.
He tossed his head and said, "Why wouldn't I dare?"
A slightly overweight man in a suit and tie, with slicked-back hair and sunglasses, stepped forward and said, "Our Brother Long is the amateur billiards champion of Hushi City. Not just anyone is qualified to play against him."
Luo Shimiao's lips twitched. What a bizarre combination.
“Okay.” Zhou Yang readily agreed.
“My name is Yang Long, and this is my friend Xiao Pang. You’re not from around here, are you? Since you’re guests, I’ll let you tee off first. I’m afraid if I tee off, you won’t have a chance to shoot.”
Zhou Yang smirked: "My name is Zhou Yang. You've got quite the nerve. Well then, I won't stand on ceremony."
Zhou Yang bent down, gripped the cue stick, aimed at the cue ball, and with a snap, the cue ball knocked away the set balls, and a single-color ball went into the pocket. With another snap, another ball fell into the pocket.
Yang Long said, "Brother, you're pretty good."
The third shot went astray and didn't land.
"It's my turn." Yang Long flicked his bangs.
"Smack!" Two balls were knocked down in one shot.
"Smack!" Another one landed.
Yang Long took four shots in a row, knocking down five balls.
"You really have some skills." At first, Zhou Yang didn't believe it, but now he had to believe it. His opponent's skills were indeed better than his own. Even if he lost, he would lose with dignity.
After Zhou Yang knocked down two balls, it was Yang Long's turn.
"Clap clap clap..." The last black ball rolled into the bag under everyone's gaze.
Yang Long, holding his cue stick, laughed smugly: "I won. It was so easy. There was no challenge at all. Who else wants to challenge me?"
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