In snooker, if there is no good opportunity to attack if you tee off first, players will choose to defend.
Anore took the initiative to say that he would kick off first, making it clear that he looked down on Chen Yang and was giving way to Chen Yang.
But it doesn't matter to Chen Yang who comes first.
He sat on the sofa and made a gesture of invitation, indicating to Anore to kick off the ball first.
Anore smiled, walked to the pool table gracefully, glanced at the white ball, and hit the white ball out with a casual shot.
The white ball moved very quickly and rolled towards the red ball in front of it. Anore didn't even look at it, he turned around and walked towards the resting area.
Bang bang bang bang...
The sound of billiard balls hitting the ball was heard on the table. Anore clearly used a lot of effort on this ball.
Regardless of the red balls or colored balls, they all spread out, forming a good situation.
Anore walked up to Chen Yang and said provocatively: "Chen, I have created an opportunity for you, let's see how many points you can score."
Before Chen Yang could get up, someone suddenly shouted: "A red ball has fallen into the bag."
Chen Yang and Anore looked towards the table and saw several red balls rolling around. There were 14 red balls on the table, but one was indeed missing.
A proud smile appeared on Anore's face and he shrugged to Chen Yang: "Sorry, I just wanted to help you create opportunities. I didn't expect God to favor me and score a goal."
Chen Yang was indifferent and said with a smile: "Then you continue."
Seeing him so calm, Anore was very dissatisfied.
"If I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how powerful I am."
Anore said cruelly and walked to the table.
At this time, the situation on the table is very good. The red balls are scattered and the colored balls are in good positions. It is easy to score high scores with one shot.
If you are a professional player, in this situation, you may even have a high probability of scoring 147 points in a single shot.
Bang.
Anore pocketed the black ball and made a low shot to bring the white ball back to an excellent position.
Bang.
The red ball goes into the middle pocket.
Bang.
The basketball is pocketed.
Bang.
The red ball goes into the bottom pocket.
Bang.
The green ball goes into the middle pocket.
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It has to be said that Anore is indeed quite capable at playing billiards. He hit shots one after another and his movements were relatively accurate. Coupled with the good situation on the table, he scored 46 points in a short while.
I saw someone playing here, and many people came to watch.
More and more people were watching, and some people recognized Anore and cheered for him.
Anore wanted to show off his skills, and his shots were getting faster and faster.
However, he is still an amateur and is not as powerful as other professionals.
When he hit the tenth red ball, he made a mistake because he took out the shot too quickly. The red ball that could have easily been scored was not pocketed.
The red ball bounced around the mouth of the bag a few times and stopped at the mouth of the bag, leaving an excellent opportunity for Chen Yang.
"well."
Anore sighed secretly.
However, suddenly his eyes showed surprise again.
Because the white ball actually bounced into the ball area and was hidden behind the yellow ball close to the edge, forming an almost unsolvable snooker.
Snooker means obstruction.
The yellow ball at this moment formed a perfect obstacle to the white ball.
Everyone looked and saw that the white ball was close to the edge of the table, and the other side was completely covered by the yellow ball. Even if the red ball was in the pocket, there was no way to hit it.
Not to mention hitting the ball into the pocket, even if the white ball wants to touch the red ball, it is very difficult.
With a look of gloating on his face, Anore walked to the sofa and sat down. He shrugged to Chen Yang and said in a pretentious manner: "I'm sorry, I pushed the red ball to the pocket of the bag on purpose just now. I wanted to give it to Chen Yang."
You left a chance, but you didn't expect to control the white ball well, resulting in snooker."
Chen Yang stood up and said calmly: "What's wrong with the white ball? This position is very good."
It's such a difficult snooker game, and you actually say it's in a good position. You must be mentally ill.
After hearing Chen Yang's words, everyone was speechless.
Anore sneered: "Young man, don't hold on. Since you think the position is good, then try it and see if you can touch the red ball."
"Meeting a red ball?" Chen Yang had a puzzled look on his face and said with a smile: "What if you just touch a red ball? Of course you have to hit the red ball into the bag."
In this situation, I still want to score a goal.
Anore said angrily: "Do you know how to play snooker?"
"Of course."
Chen Yang smiled and then walked towards the table.
After observing the situation on the table, Chen Yang had to say that Anore was really lucky.
The yellow ball and the edge of the table almost sandwiched the white ball tightly, with no way for it to bounce.
Even in a world-class professional competition, not many people would be able to solve this snooker on the table.
Of course, this is not a problem for Chen Yang.
He looked at the table and sketched the path of the white ball in his mind.
"Stop pretending and hit the ball quickly."
"If you can't solve this snooker, you have to admit defeat."
"Does this Chinese think he is Ding Junhui and actually tries to solve this snooker?"
Seeing Chen Yang observing carefully, the people around him became a little impatient.
Especially the French people present, they all hope that Anore can win. After all, Anore is a Frenchman, and they all have selfish motives.
"Chen Yang, come on."
At this time, Lin Rou shouted loudly.
Although the nightclub music was loud, it did not cover up her voice.
When everyone saw a pure and beautiful girl cheering for Chen Yang, they all felt envious and jealous.
Half a minute later, Chen Yang determined the path and hit the white ball with one shot.
The white ball rolled out from between the yellow ball and the edge of the table, then deflected to the right and hit the side edge of the table. After rebounding, it hit the edge of the table seven or eight times in succession, all of which skillfully avoided the colored balls.
, avoiding point deductions.
There was even one time when the white ball almost touched the edge of the black ball, just a little bit shy of hitting the black ball.
Bang.
Finally, the white ball very cleverly hit a red ball, and then slowly decreased.
"Hit!"
"He actually hit the red ball!"
Seeing this, everyone exclaimed in surprise. Unexpectedly, Chen Yang actually solved this world-class snooker.
Moreover, the movement of the ball just now was too complicated.
Not to mention how much brainpower is required to move such a precise route, the technique of controlling the white ball has already reached a level of miraculous skill.
Although he only hit the red ball and did not score any points, the ball was still quite powerful.
However, most people present believed that this was Chen Yang's good luck.
Especially Anore, he even muttered: "This kid is really lucky. He just hit a red ball when he hit a random shot."
Just when everyone was thinking this, someone suddenly shouted: "Look, this... this white ball is going to hit the lipstick ball."
Everyone looked closely and saw that after hitting the red ball, the white ball slowed down and rolled towards the red ball at the mouth of the bag.