Chapter 316: Cute Mother in Glasses

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Two years ago, Wang Zhuo's football skills were at a level that was not as good as the top and was more than the bottom. He was like Wei Xiaobao. He usually won the money he had won Yanggu, and when he met a master, he would either lose or hide from afar.

In the past two years, he has hardly played billiards a few times, but his strength has not declined but increased. On the one hand, it is because of the help of increasingly sharp perspective eyes, and on the other hand, it is also related to his gradually growing body, mind, and experience.

In some sports, the simpler the athletes are, the younger they are, the easier it is to achieve results. However, in billiards, a sport that emphasizes both wisdom and skills, age is sometimes the cornerstone of strength, and this is even more so in Wang Zhuo.

Two years ago, he could only play the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He relied on this to win money. Occasionally, he would have to compete with players of similar levels to players with similar levels. But now he has at least the top strength in the city. If he finds a few professional-level players to compete, he might soon be able to improve to the international level.

After all, others use their naked eyes to watch the ball and judge it with intuition, but he uses perspective holographic imaging to take into account the situation on the entire table, and is not disturbed by environmental factors such as light, nor is it misleading by visual deviations. As long as he analyzes the playing style and can execute it meticulously, he can do everything he wants.

As for his execution, just think about how he defeated the gangsters and hooligans over the past few years, and the police and urban management members will know!

Angel left a problem for Wang Zhuo when she kicked off. She threw the white ball to the position close to a colored ball. According to snooker rules, Wang Zhuo had to score a red ball before he could be considered a score. Once blocked by this colored ball, there was no possibility of scoring a goal.

The translation of snooker means "obstruction, obstacle". It seems that although Anqi is young, she is already well aware of the essence of it. She really cannot underestimate her strength!

However, perspective eyes are perspective eyes, which are incomparable to human naked eyes. After careful calculations, Wang Zhuo still found a red ball that can rebound and impact teleportation that can be scored. However, he considered it and decided not to expose his strength for the time being, and he kept a low profile first.

This is also the habit he developed when he used to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. When he was able to defeat his opponent, he always had to deliberately fight dangerously, so that others could underestimate his strength and then give him money.

"Bang!" The white ball bounced back on the side of the table, rushed into the red ball area and crashed for a few times before stopping, leaving An Qi with an excellent goal opportunity.

The performance of this ball was average and not beyond others' expectations. If he happened to push the white ball into a dead corner, it would be a good ball worthy of everyone's applause. To achieve the current effect, it can only be said to be bad luck. After all, not everyone has the strength of Higgins.

Angel smiled slightly, walked over and glanced, easily pushed the red ball into it, and the white ball was at the same time that it could easily score a six-point pink ball.

In the snooker rules, the red ball has only one point, and the six-point pink ball is the second highest, second only to the seven-point black ball.

There were sparse applause around him, and half of the people in the snooker area gathered at this table. The bet of a thousand yuan per game was not low. Two more masters competed, so it was already a very worth watching game here.

After scoring the pink ball, Anqi scored another red ball while her hands were hot, and then she scored "Ding Ding Dangdang" and soon she scored 36 points. Finally, she lost her hand on a red ball. She didn't control her strength well. She pushed the ball to the pocket and stopped and did not enter.

Looking at the gradually improving layout on the table, Wang Zhuo felt angry and funny. This girl actually wanted to clear the table with a shot, and her tactics were really unrestrained!

"What a pity, this ball shouldn't be."

"She wanted to throw the white ball to the Black Seven line, but she grasped this point, but she was considered to be less powerful in playing the red ball."

"If this ball is entered, Hei Qi will not run, and that will be 44 points."

"Awesome, if this ball is not wrong, you might really be able to score more than 100 points."

"Look at how that priest fights. The situation is very beneficial to him!"

Amid the whispers, Anqi pouted and shook her head dissatisfied, walked to the rest chair aside and sat down.

Wang Zhuo glanced at the situation on the table, smiled faintly, walked to the side of the case and stabbed into the red ball that was parked at the pocket. The white ball bounced back on the table twice before drawing a slight arc, and returned to his original position before the ball hit.

"Huh, what's the situation?"

"He wants to continue to fight according to Angel's layout!"

"It's interesting, it's exactly the same as Angel scored the red ball just now, but now the hitter is replaced by him."

"It seems quite difficult, but I like this style of play!"

Hearing the discussions around him, Anqi couldn't help but stand up and examine the situation on the table.

Unfortunately, she had lost the opportunity to influence the situation. Wang Zhuo scored a black seven-pointer with a violent shot, and at the same time sent the white ball into the area with dense red balls to blow it up. The situation on the table suddenly became clear!

"So he was holding this plan..."

"This shot was really good, but Anqi would definitely not be able to hit it. Although she has good skills, her strength is too small after all."

"Yes, since I can't do it, of course I can't think of it. After all, Anqi is a girl and young, and she is innately suffering from this."

People were talking about it. Wang Zhuo had shot down four consecutive balls according to the rules of one red and one color, but the balls were all two-point yellow balls or three-point green balls. The total points were just over twenty, and they were still behind An Qi.

But although his score was temporarily behind, An Qi's brows slightly condensed, because Wang Zhuo's ease of momentum made her feel a lot of pressure, and the ball was still in Wang Zhuo's hands, and the layout on the table was beneficial to those who had the ball. If Wang Zhuo did not make any mistakes, it would be possible that the overall situation would have been decided by her turn and there would be no way to turn things around.

"Bang!"

"Ba, bha!"

"Bang!"

After a crisp sound of impact, only the colored balls placed in a cross shape were left on the table. Wang Zhuo was exhausted and wiped the gun powder. An Qi smiled bitterly and shrugged at Liu Yanghe, who looked unwilling, and said to Wang Zhuo: "No need to fight, I admit defeat in this game!"

Wang Zhuo raised his eyebrows and smiled at the waiter beside him and said, "Then let's play the ball."

"Xiaoqi, are you his opponent?" An Qi gently pushed her sister with her elbow and asked softly.

"If he keeps playing so well, I will definitely not be his opponent." Anqi replied with a wry smile: "Even if domestic professional players come, their level is not that good."

An Qi nodded laughingly and cryingly. She also knew that there was no one who could achieve such a stable score in Jiba Club. An Qi was already one of the pillars and could only play once occasionally. She usually needs two or three ball rights. If she encounters a snooker situation, it goes without saying.

This time, Liu Yanghe also realized that the person who came was not good, even An Qi was not an opponent, and if he went up, he could only humiliate himself. However, even though he knew that no matter how much he bet, he would have to pay money, because he could not lose the situation. If he only played one game and he would not even give An Qi a chance to turn the tables, wouldn’t he be too ungrateful?

After he reluctantly shot a thousand yuan, Wang Zhuo kicked the ball in the second game.

Snooker is not as good as eight goals. Wang Zhuo believes that even if he doesn't score the kick and gives An Qi the right to the ball, she doesn't have the strength to clear the table, so he easily swung the shot, broke the red ball away, and then returned to the rest chair and sat down.

Angel's psychological quality is very good. The loss in the first game did not affect her. She walked up confidently and after careful calculations, she gently scored a red ball.

An Qi, who was standing beside Wang Zhuo, nodded slightly in appreciation. Although Wang Zhuo was sitting and could not see the situation on the table from his perspective, he could use his perspective to observe the battle situation from all angles, and he also agreed with An Qi's ball very much.

An Qi leaned over again, her thin waist and tight buttocks were just facing Wang Zhuo's direction. Wang Zhuo looked at it, chuckled and shook his head - it was too thin!

Just as she was about to hit the ball, Angel paused and straightened her body: "Xiaomi, help me wipe off the white ball."

The waiter and referee Xiao Mi immediately came over and picked up the white ball and wiped it carefully. If there was too much gun powder on the white ball, it would produce an electrostatic reaction when hitting the ball, and sometimes it would even affect the winning or losing of a game. Although Wang Zhuo did not play snooker often, he had heard experts' explanations on this aspect on TV and knew the importance of wiping the ball.

After rubbing the ball, Anqi once again stuck out her not sexy little butt and easily knocked off the blue five-pointer. The sparse applause sounded again, and there was a lot of admiration around her. Obviously, the ball was difficult to handle.

But Wang Zhuo didn't care much about this, but was sneaking at An Qi beside him, and secretly complained in his heart that the difference in figure between the two sisters born by a father is so big?

Just as he was thinking about it, Anqi scored six consecutive goals, which won the applause. The girl took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, took out a pair of glasses from her vest pocket and put them on her face.

Wear glasses?

There are some experts in playing billiards with glasses. Karen Cole even won the women's nine-ball championship, but that is one of the few alternatives among the few, because only specially customized glasses are more suitable for highly confrontational professional billiards competitions. This is also the fundamental reason why there are few folk billiards masters with Four-eyed Brothers.

Seeing Angel put on a pair of cool black-framed glasses and picking up the cue again, Wang Zhuo was shocked. At this moment, he thought of not Dennis Taylor, nor Karen Cole, nor was it the glasses man Martin Gould who had defeated Fu Jiajun, but the favorite of the otaku clan, the cute glasses girl!
Chapter completed!