"This classmate, this is just a friendly match. It's just for fun. You don't need to have any psychological burden. If you are really afraid of losing, I can fight you with my backhand throughout the whole process, whether it's eight-ball, nine-ball, or Snow."
The rules are yours to choose!"
His words were full of strong self-confidence, and it was obvious that he had never taken Ye Chen seriously.
He is the king of this billiard room. He has never lost a single game and is respected by everyone. These college students from various universities have all been defeated by him. If they want to defeat him, they will have to be professional players in person.
Many people around him also showed joking expressions, secretly saying that Ye Chen was unlucky.
Being targeted by Huang Jinyu, this billiard room may never have a chance to be with Ye Chen from now on.
"That's not the problem!"
Facing Huang Jinyu's provocation, Ye Chen waved his hand.
"I think fighting me would be too much of a bully for you!"
For a moment, the whole place was silent.
One after another glances glanced at him in surprise, all of them thought it was extremely ridiculous.
Huang Jinyu is the strongest player here, with extraordinary skills. If you can lose within three goals against him, you are already considered a master among masters.
Ye Chen actually uttered arrogant words, saying that fighting him was bullying Huang Jinyu. Everyone thought it was ridiculous. If they wanted to crush Huang Jinyu, unless they were professional players, they would have to be the top ones to be worthy. Ye Chen
Chen is obviously not included in this list.
"Ha ha!"
Huang Jinyu was silent for a moment, then laughed and opened his mouth.
"This classmate, you really have a sense of humor, but you bully me too much? Ask all the people present here, who dares to say this?"
"Okay, no matter what the rules are, if you really beat me, as long as you come to this table tennis court from now on, all your expenses will be counted on my head, Huang Jinyu!"
"If you lose, then keep your distance from Xuemei Xiao!"
"Do you dare to compete?"
Qi Wenlong and the others paused for a moment, and then they realized that Huang Jinyu was attacking Ye Chen because of Xiao Wenyue.
Xiao Wenyue sat aside silently and ignored her. Ye Chen glanced at her and finally shook his head and stood up.
"I don't need you to pay for my consumption. I don't need this little money!"
"Since you like to humiliate yourself, I will play a game with you. If I lose, I will do as you say!"
"If I win, I don't need your responsible consumption. I just need to come to this pool court and never see you again. Is it simple enough?"
Huang Jinyu's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes were cold, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became cold.
"Okay, it's a deal!"
He nodded, his eyes shining with the light of successful conspiracy.
In his opinion, he has a complete victory over Ye Chen. As long as Ye Chen loses, he must fulfill his promise and keep his distance from Xiao Wenyue. In this way, why worry about him not being able to catch up with Xiao Wenyue?
As for him losing, he never thought about the possibility!
"What rules do you want to play with?"
He spread his hands pretending to be generous and let Ye Chen choose.
"Easy, eight-ball!"
The so-called "eight-ball" rule is divided into small and large balls. Numbers 1 to 7 are small balls, and numbers 9 to 15 are large balls. Hitting any one of them is equivalent to determining whether you will play a big ball next or not.
The ball is small, and the opponent is facing you.
After scoring their respective balls, the final black eight can be finished. Whoever ends this process first will be the winner.
"good!"
Huang Jinyu nodded in agreement. The eight-ball rule was his strength.
He asked the waitress to place the ball and made a gesture of invitation to Ye Chen.
"This is my home court. You are the guest, so I let you drive first!"
Under the eight-ball rule, whoever kicks off the ball will almost always take the initiative, but he is not afraid at all.
According to the eight-ball rule, a total of sixteen balls are crowded on the small table. The space is not too big, and the balls are easily bonded to each other. If you want to get them all in one shot, you will never be able to do it without considerable skill and luck.
He didn't think that Ye Chen had this kind of ability, and as long as Ye Chen missed one shot, he would definitely beat me to the end with one shot!
Qi Wenlong next to him frowned secretly. Although Ye Chen was extremely skilled and could fight dozens or hundreds by himself, playing ball was not a fight.
When Ye Chen played against him just now, he lost by one goal. Compared with Huang Jinyu's skills, there is no comparison at all. How could Ye Chen win?
"Let me tee off?"
Ye Chen had a smile on his face: "You might have a few chances if you take the shot, but if I ask you to take the shot, it only takes one shot and you've already lost!"
After he finished speaking, he immediately assumed the standard posture for releasing the club. The thumb of his left hand slightly tilted the pole, and then he exerted force with his right hand and released the club in one stroke.
The white ball turned into a white shadow and crashed into fifteen balls arranged in a triangle. In an instant, the fifteen balls scattered and hit the edge of the table. The sound of collisions between balls was endless.
After more than ten seconds, the ball on the court fell silent. Everyone looked at it intently, and their expressions were immediately stupefied. Huang Jinyu's eyes were even more awe-inspiring, as if he had seen a ghost.
On the table, balls from numbers 9 to 15 were seen lined up on both sides of the table, and balls from numbers 1 to 7 were put in one after another, with not a single ball left.
There is only a lonely black eight, leaning quietly against the hole in the bottom band. Five centimeters away from it, the white ball is standing quietly. With just a slight push, the black eight can follow it.
Suddenly, the entire audience was stunned!
"You don't need to hit this shot, right?"
Ye Chen put the club back into the club stand and spoke indifferently.
"If it weren't for the rules, if you score black eight first, you lose. This black eight will all go into the hole together with the ball!"
"Is the outcome of this round clear enough?"
He waved lightly and walked past Huang Jinyu.
"Remember your promise, don't let me see you again on this billiard court!"
Ye Chen's voice echoed in the quiet billiards court. Whether it was the beautiful waitresses, the other masters of the billiards court, or Qi Wenlong and others, their expressions were frozen, and there was silence.
The two brothers, Huang Jinyu and Huang Piaoxu, were stunned on the spot, unable to say a word.
As a master of table tennis, Huang Jinyu has been playing table tennis for more than ten years, so he naturally knows what that shot means.
If he wants to clear all the balls on the table with one shot, he can do it, but the so-called "one shot" is the next shot after scoring a goal, that is, he has to score all the big goals or
It's a small ball, so he needs to hit a few shots in a row.
It is simply a fantasy to make all the balls go into the hole with just one shot. Even the most top professional players will find it difficult to do it in person.
But just now, Ye Chen only made one shot and scored all the small balls. Not only that, the remaining big balls, as well as the black eight that prohibits scoring on the first shot, all failed to go into the hole.
What a terrible control it is?
How much control do you need to control table tennis to achieve this level? Perhaps even the world's top O'Sullivan and Ding Junhui can't do it, right?
Xiao Wenyue's beautiful eyes twinkled and she felt delighted. In her eyes, Ye Chen was omnipotent, and that was indeed the case. He was truly omnipotent!
Ye Chen stretched out, feeling a little bored, and waved to Qi Wenlong and others.
"The fight is almost over. I want to go out to eat some skewers. I can't get used to the food here. Can we come together?"
Only then did Qi Wenlong and the other three people react and nodded immediately. Xiao Wenyue couldn't help but hold Ye Chen's arm directly, leaving Ye Chen helpless.
"stop!"
Before the five people reached the door, Huang Jinyu's voice came from behind.
"I want to play another game with you, I want to play snooker with you, I don't accept it!"
Huang Jinyu's eyes were furious. He looked at the girl he loved, holding another man's arm, looking happy. His heart felt like a knife, and he absolutely couldn't bear it.
Moreover, he was the king of the billiards room, but he was humiliated on the spot by a little-known boy named Ye Chen. How could he be willing to accept it?