The guy who took the initiative to place the ball immediately went to place the ball, and then came to Zhang Haifeng: "Master Zhang, how do I feel that when this guy hits these three balls from behind, his posture is more standard and his movements are more skillful?
What's more? Moreover, the whole person's momentum is different. It is completely different from when he hit the three balls on the first shot. It seems that he has improved a lot all of a sudden!"
At this point, the other party also frowned and said: "This kid, how do I feel? He is really talented!"
"It's amazing. He just learned it. How can he beat me?"
Zhang Haifeng was extremely angry and felt very unhappy, because he actually felt the same way, but he didn't want to admit it.
He glanced at Ye Lang and then said: "Now it's your turn to tee off. I was the one who teed off first!"
Zhang Haifeng has already made a plan in his mind. As long as Ye Lang doesn't hit the ball well when he tees off, and if it's relatively loose, he can directly take the lead. It's best to score dozens of points with one shot. In that case, he will basically be the second player.
The game is also won.
"Bang!"
Ye Lang looked left and right, and then stabbed it out.
As soon as he saw Ye Lang's stick thrust out, Zhang Haifeng was secretly happy. This guy used a lot of force this time. Haha, isn't he a fool? He is obviously not as strong as him, but he still doesn't know how to defend.
He only knows how to attack. It would be strange for such a reckless man not to lose!
"How can there be a kick-off like this?"
Even the proprietress shook her head. Ten million for a game, this guy actually teed off like this, he really spent a lot of money, right? Logically speaking, such a big bet should be played very nervously and seriously.
As for Ye Lang, it was as if it was child's play.
"In, too!"
However, after the red balls dispersed, there was a red ball that went directly into the hole. Everyone was dumbfounded.
The ball was loose and a red ball was scored. Couldn't Ye Lang just hit the colorful ball?
"In?"
The corners of Tan Haifeng's mouth twitched fiercely, and he was a little doubtful about life. Is this a coincidence?
"Strength can produce miracles!"
When Tan Xiaoxiao saw it, he jumped up excitedly: "Ye Lang, come on, this is a good opportunity. You can hit seven points and move. Moreover, there are several red balls very close to the hole. It's so scattered here.
If you can position yourself well, you can score a lot of points with one shot!"
"We actually got in!"
Bai Bing was also a little dumbfounded. When this guy stabbed her hard, she was really shocked. She didn't expect that she would score a goal.
"Hey, I knew that ball would score if played like this!"
Ye Lang chuckled, and everyone almost fainted with one sentence. After all, in everyone's eyes, this must be a coincidence.
Ye Lang didn't bother to pay attention to the others, walked over, and directly aimed at the seven-pointer with the white ball.
Tan Xiaoxiao is right, the current seven-point shot is the best to hit. If you don't hit such a good position, you won't hit it in vain.
"Crack!"
With one stroke, the seven-point ball went into the hole. Ye Lang picked it up, put it back to its original position, and then aimed at another red ball.
"Crack!"
The red ball was scored by Ye Lang again, and Ye Lang once again moved to the seven-point position.
"Crack!"
The seven-point ball went in again, and Ye Lang picked it up again and put it back to its original position.
Then aim for the next red ball!
Everyone was dumbfounded. This boy was completely immersed in it. His serious eyes and almost perfect movements made everyone feel that they were so worthy of appreciation.
The man who helped keep score kept getting bigger and bigger, and soon it reached more than sixty points.
Finally, Ye Lang made a mistake. He didn't move well, and one of the balls couldn't be scored.
At this time, there were only seven colored balls left on the stage, and not a single red ball was left.
"There are still twenty-seven points on the stage. Master Zhang, I'm sorry, even if you hit them all, you will still lose this round!"
Ye Lang smiled slightly and returned what Zhang Haifeng had said to him so quickly.
The corner of Zhang Haifeng's mouth twitched slightly. After Ye Lang kicked off the ball, he scored so many points in one breath. He actually lost the game before he started playing.
"Master Zhang, this kid is progressing too fast. I can feel it in this round. The more he plays, the more he improves!"
There was a friend of Zhang Haifeng who looked at Zhang Haifeng with a bitter face: "If the other party can still improve and maintain his current level, I think you are in trouble!"
"Shut up!"
Zhang Haifeng glared at the other party fiercely and made the other party shut up. At this time, he felt extremely unhappy.
"Yeah, Ye Lang, you are really a genius!"
Tan Xiaoxiao jumped up with joy. She didn't know what to say. After running over, she raised her hand and wanted to give Ye Lang a givemefive.
"You guys are really talented. I feel like I am no match for you!"
Bai Bing also came over, and the look he looked at Ye Lang was obviously different, with a kind of admiration and a kind of love.
Seeing the two beauties wanting to give Ye Lang a big hug, Zhang Haifeng gritted his teeth.
"Master Zhang, are you still playing? It seems that you haven't started playing this game yet? There are still several balls here. You can also play. Although you will lose if you play, you can also use the remaining balls like me.
Ball, practice your hands!"
Ye Lang smiled and said to Zhang Haifeng again.
Zhang Haifeng wanted to strangle this guy immediately, and said while holding back his anger: "Haha, there's no need for that. I've been playing for so many years, and I can't make any progress with these few balls. I'm not as talented as you. Let's
Let’s start the next round. This round, it’s me who will tee off!”
"Okay, okay, one to one, hehe!"
Ye Lang chuckled and said to Zhang Haifeng.
Soon, the ball was set again.
Zhang Haifeng came to the billiards and bent down to tee off.
However, he hesitated at this time, not knowing whether to use force or not!
"Damn it, do you want to do the same as him and hit one shot with all your strength? By then all the red balls will be gone. If one of them comes in, I will have the initiative, and then just like him, one shot will determine the outcome?"
Zhang Haifeng gritted his teeth and thought to himself.
"No, if I go out with one shot and no red ball goes into the hole, wouldn't it give him a great opportunity? I should defend, this kid is a reckless person. If I defend, my winning rate will be much higher!
"
Zhang Haifeng was thinking this again.
As a result, two thoughts kept alternating in his mind, leaving him at a loss as to what to do.
"Master Zhang, why haven't you kicked off yet? Are you planning to delay the game?"
After Ye Lang stared for a while, he urged impatiently.