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Chapter 107 Too Unscientific

"Don't worry, I won't lose. Isn't there ten rounds? Hehe, the first round is just for practice. After getting familiar with it, I should be able to beat him in the second round!"

Ye Lang smiled indifferently, and then said: "When I win his money, let's go have a big dinner later!"

Hearing this, Tan Xiaoxiao and Bai Bing were dumbfounded. How could they beat Zhang Haifeng in the second game? This guy was probably talking in his sleep!

Now, Tan Xiaoxiao even had some doubts. Could it be that this morning, after Bai Bing took off the sheets, Ye Lang took a look at her body, so that her blood surged up and she got carried away? Otherwise,

, how could it be possible to agree to such a competition.

"Why are you still standing there? Come here!"

Seeing Ye Lang, Tan Xiaoxiao and Bai Bing whispering to each other, Zhang Haifeng, who had already chosen a club, was obviously a little impatient. He just stretched out a finger, ticked Ye Lang and urged.

"Haha, don't worry, the more impatient you are, the worse you may lose!"

Ye Lang laughed, walked over, and randomly selected a club.

"Who kicks off first?"

After seeing Ye Lang coming over, Zhang Haifeng asked directly. After all, in this duel between masters, kicking off is very important. If it is the person who kicks off, he will not hit the ball at all, and will hit the ball very loosely, which is relatively scattered.

If so, it is to give the opponent a good opportunity. Maybe the opponent can directly take advantage of this opportunity and score dozens of points, or even seal the victory.

After Ye Lang thought for a while, he said directly: "You go ahead. Regardless of winning or losing, we have to play ten rounds. You start one round first, and I will do the next round, and so on!"

"good!"

Zhang Haifeng nodded confidently, then took a good stance and stabbed hard.

This time, the white ball directly knocked away the pile of red balls, and they were relatively scattered.

"No way? Master Zhang, when you play with us, you never hit the ball so loosely or give us a chance. Why did you hit it like this the first time you came in? Most of the balls were loose!"

When one guy saw this situation, he was very speechless.

"What are you afraid of? Do you think he is you? This kid just got lucky and got in. If he can't get in for a while, I will have a chance to kill him. For such a rookie, it is necessary to come in.

Just guard him?"

Zhang Haifeng smiled coldly, with a strange arc at the corner of his mouth. Although he didn't score a red ball this time on the kickoff, it would be Ye Lang's turn soon.

But he believed that it was impossible for Ye Lang to score a goal. Even if he was lucky enough to score one, it wouldn't be a worry.

"Wow, this is a great opportunity. In this position, several red balls are very easy to hit, and they can all be scored!"

When Ye Lang saw this situation, he felt happy. The other party had obviously underestimated the enemy and actually gave him such a good opportunity right away.

"Haha, let's fight quickly. If you are given a good opportunity, you must be able to seize it. The opportunity is given to you, and people who are incompetent cannot seize it!"

Zhang Haifeng chuckled and urged Ye Lang.

Ye Lang looked at it indifferently, then leaned down seriously and assumed an almost perfect playing posture.

Tan Xiaoxiao and Bai Bing on the side, although they were not optimistic about Ye Lang, they still slightly clenched their fists. They were worried about Ye Lang and hoped that Ye Lang could score one.

"Crack!"

At this moment, Ye Lang took the shot, and with an extremely sharp movement, the white ball hit the red ball directly, and the red ball went directly into the hole without any hesitation.

"Great, at least one point is gained. Even if Ye Lang is a novice, I hope he won't lose too badly!"

Seeing Ye Lang entering one as soon as he arrived, Tan Xiaoxiao felt happy and couldn't help but jump up excitedly.

After all, Ye Lang is just a newcomer, so even if he loses, as long as he doesn't lose too badly, it's not too embarrassing.

"Also, in!"

Ye Lang felt happy. Sure enough, as long as he knew the angle correctly and controlled the strength, there would definitely be no problem.

"This kid is really lucky, he actually got a point first!"

The corners of Zhang Haifeng's mouth twitched slightly and he said unconvinced.

"Master Zhang, the position of this boy's white ball is just right for hitting seven points!"

Next to Zhang Haifeng, a young man reminded Zhang Haifeng.

After Zhang Haifeng took a look, he said indifferently: "Haha, don't worry, the red ball just now was almost a straight line, so he could hit it in. Although this black ball is easier to hit, it has a certain angle.

You guys are quite sure that you can score a goal, but for this kid, it will be difficult!"

"Crack!"

However, just as Zhang Haifeng finished speaking, Ye Lang aimed directly at the highest-scoring black seven-point ball and hit it in with one stroke.

"Come in again?"

Bai Bing had a look of astonishment on his face: "This technique is okay. Moreover, this time I still scored seven points. Adding the previous one point, it's already eight points."

"Yeah, this ball is quite difficult, but this guy learns it pretty fast!"

Tan Xiaoxiao was also surprised. The scene in front of her was obviously something that neither she nor Bai Bing had expected.

"There are several red balls to choose from. Now, which one is better?"

After Ye Lang scored seven points, he started to look left and right. There were suddenly too many options, and it was hard to make a decision for a while.

Zhang Haifeng was originally dissatisfied with Ye Lang, but now that he saw him being in the limelight, he immediately urged Ye Lang unhappily: "There are so many red balls that are easy to hit, why are you hesitating? Is it so difficult to choose?"

Ye Lang obviously saw that the other party was a little panicked, so he couldn't help but smile and said: "Master Zhang, this thing should be suitable for playing calmly, and it must be difficult to choose this ball. After all, several red balls are very good.

When it comes to playing, I still have to consider my positioning!"

Hearing this, everyone had a strange look on their faces. This guy seemed to be very powerful, and he still had to consider his position.

He is a novice, so he can aim quickly and score two goals which is good. As for his positioning, he just hit seven points just now. It is obvious that this kid is just lucky and the white ball happened to go there.

"It's hard to say whether you can hit it in. You're still thinking about moving. You're really funny!"

Zhang Haifeng said with a sneer.

"This thing is just like when you meet several beauties, you can only choose one. This must be a difficult thing to choose. I am in this situation now, and the opportunity I have left for you is too good.

In my position, several red balls are easy to hit, so it’s hard to choose!”

Ye Lang smiled and shook his head, then leaned down again.

"Crack!"

Another sharp shot, a red ball went into the hole again, and the white ball stopped in a good position to hit a six-pointer.

"Coming in again!"

Tan Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded and said to Bai Bing: "Third Senior Sister, these are already three goals that Ye Lang has scored in a row. Three consecutive goals, shouldn't it be luck?"

"Isn't this guy's technique improving too fast? I've just learned it, but can he be so good at it?"

Bai Bing froze on the spot, feeling that none of this was real, it was so unscientific!


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