In the billiards room with the fat boy, there was a tall and voluptuous girl. She stood out among the crowd. She was so beautiful that people dared not look directly at her. Even a man like Tang Yin, who had two lives in his soul,
They didn't dare to look directly at him.
And when he couldn't help but turn his face and look away, he clearly heard the sound of Yang Feifan swallowing saliva coming from beside him.
"Hehehe... Brother Song, I think our battle is about to end. The rookie brought the 'master' here yesterday." When the fat boy saw Tang Yin and Yang Feifan arriving, he straightened up and pointed to Yang Feifan with relief.
The good young master, that is, Brother Song straightened up when he heard this and exposed the fat boy's true intention: "Xiao Kai, are you afraid of losing?"
"Hehehe...anyway, everyone in the circle knows that I am no match for you." Fatty Xiaokai scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "What's more, in a small place like Cangshan City, it's rare to have fun. Come on.
It would be nice to have a taste of how powerful this so-called master is."
In addition to expressing compliments to the good master Song Ge in his words, the rest was a deep contempt for Tang Yin and Tang Yin. When the companions with him heard this, they also showed the same expression.
Fatty Xiaokai's words made Tang Yin feel slightly uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at the clothes of these people. As Fatty Xiaokai said, the clothes of these people were indeed extraordinary. From Tang Yin's perspective, he immediately noticed that these people's clothes were indeed extraordinary.
The clothing is all top quality, and may not be available even in provincial capital cities.
And then looking back at the popular goods that cost tens of dollars for myself and Yang Feifan, it was reflected that the temperament of these people was indeed incompatible with the surrounding environment: "Who are they?"
Tang Yin has a very clear understanding of his own skills. In terms of level, he can only compete with Xiao Kai in front of him. If compared with Brother Song, there is a big gap.
Xiao Kai's words and the arrogant expressions of his companions stimulated Yang Feifan's fragile self-esteem: "This is my brother Tang Yin, and he will teach you a lesson today." But the words he said, invisibly changed his mind.
Tang Yin was pushed to the forefront.
In fact, at this time, Yang Feifan also understood that even if Tang Yin could defeat Fatty Xiaokai by chance, he would never be a match for Brother Song. But the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it. At this moment, he was too embarrassed to sheath the sword.
"Tch..." Fatty Xiaokai and his companions looked at Tang Yin up and down with sarcastic expressions. Even the beautiful girl showed her teeth slightly.
The bright white teeth cut through the air, and the young people like Tang Yin were trembling with electric shock: "Oh, it blinded my dog eyes."
Because of Yang Feifan's words, the air was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the atmosphere became dull.
Even the players at other tables and the owner of the billiard room gathered around. These people seemed to have been "fixed" by Xiao Kai and the others, and they obviously shared the same hatred as Tang Yin.
In order to build up Yang Feifan's confidence, Tang Yin had to bite the bullet and go into battle. The first person to face Tang Yin was Xiao Kai. The rules were set to win three out of five games, and whoever lost would pay the stage fee.
Since snooker has not yet become popular in Cangshan City, the ball room in No. 8 is all "Chinese billiards".
In this kind of billiards game, players use the same cue ball (white) and 15 target balls numbered 1 to 15. Balls 1 to 7 are balls without white edges, balls 8 are black balls, and balls 9 to 15 are
The number is the ball with a white edge.
Both sides of the game determine that a single color or suit is their legal target ball. The team that first pockets all their own target balls according to the rules and then pockets the No. 8 ball wins the game.
If one party mistakenly pockets the No. 8 ball during the game, or hits the No. 8 ball off the table, the opponent wins the game.
Xiao Kai started the game in the first round. Generally speaking, in this kind of competition, the first tee shot will suffer a little loss. But Xiao Kai made a good start with a beautiful bottom hole ball on the first shot. This can be regarded as a success.
Fatty Xiaokai got lucky and performed well.
And because Tang Yin was forced to have a powerful master, Brother Song, he couldn't let go. This seriously interfered with his emotions, and the result is one can imagine.
In the first game, Tang Yin was almost "shaved" by Xiao Kai. He only scored one fancy ball.
Yang Feifan looked at Tang Yin's lame performance in shock. According to his memory, Tang Yin's football skills were not so terrible, weren't they?
The people around who originally hoped that Tang Yin could win suddenly booed. Among them, Xiao Kai and his gang of young people were the most popular. How could such a skill have the dignity to be called a master? Such shameless people in this world, how could they do that?
So many!
Brother Song, who was obviously the leader of Xiao Kai's group, saw this and shook his head in great disappointment. He originally thought that the so-called master should have two brushes, and the pleasure of stepping on such an opponent would be greater, but he never thought that he was actually a complete master.
Just a newbie.
The tall, voluptuous and beautiful girl who had been silent for a long time also looked very disappointed. She also believed that since she was the one who had been appointed to stand up for others, she should be someone with a higher level. Who knows, judging from the situation at the scene, the level of
It was so rotten that it had the same consistency as nasal mucus.
The second game started with Tang Yin, and the outcome was still that Tang Yin lost, but this time, Tang Yin's loss was not as miserable as before. But even so, the good young master Song Ge and the group of people around him were all lost and continued to watch the game.
interested.
Among these young people, a thin young man spoke up: "Brother Kai, don't play with this rubbish. I am experienced in the experts of this rubbish place. I will pay for the billiards, and we can play by ourselves."
Forget it. Look, Xiaoya is going to suffer in this hellish place even on a hot day!"
Everyone in the billiards room was excited. "What a garbage place?" This statement was so powerful that everyone rolled up their sleeves. Although it had not yet reached the level of rolling down their tubes, certain hormones began to expand rapidly.
The chrysanthemums are blooming~ Here are the local specialties in the flowers.
But in the end, no one dared to take action. Not to mention that the people of that era were still very simple, but just looking at the behavior of these young people, it was not an ordinary background. No one in the world is a fool, and the eyes of the masses are sharp.
At the same time, people's minds were missing for no reason: "Xiaoya?... What a good name. She lives up to her name, fresh and elegant!"
Seeing that everyone's eyes were like x-rays, because of the young man's words, they looked over. The oval-faced girl, Xiaoya, frowned: "Xiao Anzi, what are you talking about?" The voice was round and smooth,
The lingering sound echoes in people's hearts for a long time.
Fortunately, Tang Yin is a person who has "seen the big world", and he is faster than others. He heard the "Xiao Anzi" the girl said, "Puch..." and laughed. This is similar to Manchu Qing.
The names of eunuchs in ** are so similar. But judging from the circumstances, this little Anzi does have the potential to be a eunuch, with tender skin and tender flesh, and a shrill voice.
Tang Yin's laughter made Xiao Anzi's fair face turn red. He glared at Tang Yin fiercely, and then blinked his eyes: "Uh, um... I just made a slip of the tongue, Xiaoya, don't take it off.
Hehe..." That posture is really a bit like a waterfall.
After this small episode, people finally turned their attention back to the competition stage.
After losing the previous two games, Tang Yin has gradually entered the state, but he is still unable to get up to speed for the time being. But even so, in the next three sets, Tang Yin also lost in three straight sets, winning 3 to 2.
With a slight advantage, Xiao Kai was barely defeated.
Even so, the leader Song Ge was surprised. The huge difference between Tang Yin before and after made him a little confused, but as a "leader", he could not sit idly by watching his younger brother lose miserably.
"I'm here to fight you. The rules remain the same. If you win, the consumption of everyone here today will be borne by me. If you lose, you only need to pay the table fee. How about it?"
Although he has a condescending attitude, he is not offensive.
Looking at Yang Feifan's expectant eyes, Tang Yin nodded helplessly.
In fact, he really didn't want to confront Brother Song, because he understood that Brother Song was the real master. From Tang Yin's point of view, it was not easy for him to win against the opponent. But in order to change Yang Feifan, he had to give it a try.
The two started with Tang Yin starting, which was decided by on-site drawing and there was no room for negotiation.
At the beginning, Tang Yin opened up the ball with a long hook that hit the bottom. Tang Yin, who started the game, played well and actually hit the No. 13 ball with a white border in the lower right corner.
However, due to the angle, the remaining 6 balls could not be hit. Therefore, Tang Yin had to carefully make a ball, but unfortunately he did not do it well, but it gave Brother Song an excellent opportunity.
As expected, Brother Song started his gorgeous performance with a very beautiful curve ball. His calm and sophisticated playing style was very professional. If the last shot hadn't been pushed too hard, he might have missed it by one shot.
receive.
But even so, Tang Yin still lost the first game.
In the second game, Brother Song started the game. He showed the style of a true opening master. He placed the white ball on the side of the right border, and then used a powerful and heavy shot to open up the whole situation at once, and took advantage of the trend.
A small single color ball.
In the last round, Brother Song won. Although Brother Song didn't clear a single shot and gave Tang Yin a chance, Tang Yin failed to seize the opportunity and ultimately lost.
Being defeated by a master like Song Ge in two consecutive games, Tang Yin wanted to regain his disadvantage, and his hope was "complete despair". Seeing this, Yang Feifan was heartbroken.
In the third game, the winner, Song Ge, still teed off. This was a pre-determined rule. Song Ge's game was not very smooth. When he was hitting the third target ball, he failed to set the shot, causing the white ball to be close to the No. 8 ball. In the end, he could only
He made a ball. He made the ball in a pretty good position, which was very similar to what he had just done.
However, this time Tang Yin had an amazing performance, hitting his target ball with a gorgeous curve ball. Then he cleared the remaining balls with one shot. This brought strong visual stimulation to everyone, and even
Xiaoya couldn't help but clapped her hands.
Before anyone could react, Tang Yin once again showed eye-catching skills and cleared all shots in the first round.
This was a complete victory, without any moisture. But this time, people quickly reacted to the shock and gave Tang Yin thunderous applause.
The last time, according to regulations, Tang Yin should serve, but Tang Yin hit the white ball with an absolutely gentlemanly manner and amazing control, only lightly grazing the edge of the ball, and once again let the cue ball return to where he originally hit it.
The position is as precise as a measurement.
His intention in doing this was very clear, to put the two of them on the same starting line, so he said that this was a true gentleman's demeanor.
Tang Yin's move really won the heartfelt admiration of everyone present, including Brother Song. Even Xiaoya, whose expression had always been very elegant, was full of wonderful eyes. She suddenly realized that the thin young man in front of her had the appearance of a prairie.
of mind.
Brother Song also sincerely extended a thumbs up to Tang Yin and cast an appreciative look. He discovered from Tang Yin's wonderful kick just now that Tang Yin was indeed a rare and powerful opponent in his life.
He was no longer modest, but worked hard to hit the ball.
This time, Brother Song obviously went all out. With his strong strength, he scored 7 goals in a row. When the last black ball No. 8 was left, he chose to make the ball. Because the No. 8 ball was different from the remaining two colored balls.
, close to the bottom edge, with no angle at all.
The position of the ball he made was also very beautiful. The cue ball and the No. 8 ball were tightly stuck together, making Tang Yin's next shot into a dead end.
Sure enough, Tang Yin was stumped this time. He frowned and walked around the table several times. The people watching on the side also consciously gave up their seats and waited nervously. The atmosphere instantly became tense.
After more than ten seconds, Tang Yin made his move. His cue stick was almost raised at 90 degrees, and he made a short hitting gesture towards the bottom line of the cue ball.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, the cue ball flew high into the air, with a strange arc, and hit the colored ball on the side of the middle hole. The ball went in with a "snap" sound.
"Jumping ball plus lever ball combination?!" the table owner exclaimed.
Because of his purchase of the table, he was given a video selection of the world's top skills. Among them, there were wonderful videos of jump balls and pull balls. Therefore, when he saw Tang Yin's skills,
, will exclaim in surprise.
Brother Song's face also became particularly serious because of Tang Yin's sudden display of skills. Yes, he also knew that the dazzling skill Tang Yin showed was a combination of jump ball and pull ball.
In his memory, he had never seen these two sets of completely unrelated top skills being so perfectly combined. But the frail young man in front of him did it. The cue ball hit the target ball.
Then, under the force of the pull rod, it hit the No. 8 ball on the bottom line hard, knocking the three balls away.
Next, Tang Yin used the putter to hit the bottom hole ball, and then made a middle hole ball in a very comfortable position.
Screams, cheers, and applause instantly pushed the atmosphere in the room to climax.
Song Gejun's face turned a little pale, and cold sweat broke out. At this moment, the psychological pressure that Tang Yin put on him was too great, and he had lost his calm demeanor.
At this moment, everyone focused on the club and the frail yet magical hands that held the club tightly.
Among the many sights, there was a pair of starry eyes, which were looking at Tang Yin who was as steady as a mountain without blinking, and occasionally looked at Brother Song who had lost his dazzling light, thoughtfully.
Next, Tang Yin did not give Song Ge any chance. He used the plug rod, push rod, pull rod, etc., with wonderful skills that can only be seen on the world competitive stage, and finished all shots neatly and neatly.
Everyone at the scene was eye-opening. It was the first time they saw such a difficult and ultra-complex technology appearing on the table in front of them.
All of this was created by the hands of this inconspicuous and humble young man in front of me. He gave everyone a stunning and stunning lesson in the world's most classic and top masters competition.
Three to two, Tang Yin won. Although it was not a complete victory, it was almost a complete victory. At this time, everyone present, no one would think that Brother Song was Tang Yin's opponent, no one, no one! Including Brother Song himself.
Yang Feifan screamed "Ah..." and jumped up and screamed wildly. He even ran over and hugged Tang Yin, who was more than half a head shorter than him, and hugged him tightly, as if he had no way out anymore.
Afraid of being exposed by Tang Yin~Ju's vigilance.
And the entire No. 8 ball room was boiling instantly.
Defeated... Brother Song, the young master who gave everyone huge psychological pressure, was finally defeated happily by Tang Yin!
Tang Yin pushed away Yang Feifan, who was hugging him, and raised the corners of his mouth mischievously: "The one riding the white horse may not be a prince, he may be Tang Monk; the one with wings may not be an angel, that is a birdman."