The other girl still had red hair, but she didn't wear any makeup on her face. She was very delicate and very pretty, as if she was a bit otherworldly. But her appearance was different from the color of her hair.
That's just too true. Her beauty, coupled with her hair, makes her look very improper. She makes people feel like she is a pony in the society. This simple beauty has turned into a seductive coquettishness.
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Gao Zijian usually glanced at this kind of person, but today he looked at this person twice, for no other reason than because the red-haired girl was so beautiful and beautiful.
Perfect, Hao said without exaggeration. If she were put together with those so-called beautiful celebrities, those celebrities would probably need plastic surgery. He even didn't believe that there were such beautiful people in this world.
It's just incredible.
The two girls found a case next to Gao Zijian and the others and started playing. When the remaining boys arrived, they did not go to play. Instead, they went to where Gao Zijian and the others were playing and stood down.
Watching him fight against Da Jun, Da Jun becomes more and more uncomfortable the more he fights. The more people watch, the worse he plays. He is a typical player who loses control at critical moments.
At this moment, he was either hitting the wrong ball, or he was playing a rocker. Shaker is the local dialect here, which means that he didn't hit any ball and was in neutral. It is the most idiotic behavior and is equivalent to the level of a complete beginner.
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The boys who were watching all laughed loudly at this moment. This smile was nothing at first, and Da Jun didn't feel embarrassed. He was not very skilled and his level was too low. It was normal for people to laugh.
Yes, who hasn’t had this time yet?
But there was a medium-sized voice among them, saying, "Fuck, someone with a JB level like this still dares to come here to play. This case has been ruined for nothing."
After Dajun heard this, he raised his head and glanced at the boy who had just spoken. He immediately put down the club in his hand, walked over and stared at the man and said, "What nonsense did you just say?" The boy who spoke was not too tall.
He is taller, about half a head shorter than Da Jun. Moreover, this boy has a shaved head like a watermelon taro. Coupled with the color of his hair, he looks flat.
Xigua Taro stared at him and said, "You heard that, do you still need to ask me?" He was so awesome, he didn't take Dajun seriously at all. If he knew Dajun's ability to beat people, he probably wouldn't dare to fart.
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"Damn it..." Dajun wanted to beat him up here, but Gao Zijian pulled him over at this time, and then he raised his eyebrows and said to Xigua Tarang, "Fuck, listening to what you said, I guess your skills should be better
not bad?"
Xigua Taro said with a arrogant look, "Oh, my skills are not very good, but I guess I can handle you two with enough skill."
Gao Zijian smiled evilly and said, "Oh? Really? That's great. I like to learn from masters. What do you think? Then why don't you play two strokes for fun?"
Taro Xigua said in a pretentious manner, "Fuck, okay, let's just hit two shots, but there's no point in playing like this. Shouldn't we make some bets?"
Gao Zijian smiled and said, "I don't care, it's just for fun anyway, you can do whatever you want."
Taro Watermelon touched his chin and said, "Then let's play a smaller game, fifty yuan a shot, and play ten strokes." Fifty yuan a shot is actually not small at all. For a high school student with no income,
A few bucks a shot would be pretty good. Fifty bucks back then was much more valuable than fifty bucks now. Times are different, and this kid is clearly trying to trick someone.
In fact, when they say a shot, they don’t really mean a shot. They mean a fight. People here are used to calling a shot a shot. This is also a local name. In some places, it is also called a shot, but it is actually a shot.
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Gao Zijian spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "Okay, fifty is fifty. If you lose, you'll get the teaching fee. To start, you tee off first." The two of them were playing eight-ball, not Snow.
Gram or nine-ball. This is a local way of playing. There is no formal game. It is very simple. It is divided into full-color balls and half-color balls.
Each person has seven balls. After playing these, he directly plays the black eight-ball. The basic rules are similar to the nine-ball, but the gameplay is different. Gao Zijian’s billiards skills are actually very good, and he can be regarded as a semi-professional. He is very good at billiards.
He is talented, and there are basically no opponents for him in the billiards hall near the school.
Just now he was just playing with the army and didn't fight seriously, so it gave people the impression that he was very good at it. In fact, that was not the case at all. After the two of them started, the people who came with Xigua Taro also gathered around.
, the two girls stopped playing and came over to watch the fun together.
The red-haired girl suddenly said, "Shuai Fei will definitely win. He is the 'Taiwan God' in our school. I have never seen him lose in basketball." When Gao Zijian heard this, he thought to himself, Damn it!
, after a while I turned him into a fart god.
The first shot was a ball driven by Shuai Fei. He failed to score a goal. Gao Zijian hit it twice casually and scored two goals. Shuai Fei shook his head and said with a smile, "Oh~ It's a pity. Such a good opportunity is all gone."
I'm not sure. It's my turn."
Shuai Fei collected five balls in one stroke. His companion looked at him and said, "Damn, Shuai Fei is so good. He can score such a ball. I admire him. I admire him." Gao Zijian didn't care, he still looked carefree.
It looks like he lost this first game.
Shuai Fei stretched out his hand and said mockingly, "Sorry, friend, fifty yuan."
Without saying a word, Gao Zijian took out a one hundred note from his pocket and said, "Well... I don't have any change, can you give it to me?"
Shuai Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Damn it, I'm trying to scare people with a big ticket, so you owe me first, there are still nine shots left anyway."
Gao Zijian said with a smile on his face, "Okay, let's finish the calculation together."
As a result, in the second game, Gao Zijian lost again, and Da Jun said anxiously, "Fuck you, why are your skills getting worse and worse? Why are you so good when you usually deal with me? Damn it."
, this time it’s over, I’ve lost a hundred.” Shuai Fei also fanned the flames and said, “Don’t worry, there are still eight shots left? Haha, what if he is lucky enough to win two games.” Da Jun was beside him.
His face turned blue with anger, and he couldn't help but rush up and beat him up immediately.
Gao Zijian said calmly, "Come on, keep playing, don't just talk." Gao Zijian was just testing the opponent's skills in the first two games. He was deliberately letting off steam. If he won two games in a row, it would be easy for the opponent to get into trouble.
Give up the idea of not playing.
In the following two games, Gao Zijian all ended with a slam. Basically, the kick-off goal was to clear the table with one stroke, without giving the opponent a chance at all. As long as he got the club, Shuai Fei stood there like a stick and watched.