Chapter 111

Zheng Yuwei waved his hand, raised his face and said, "don't talk like this. Have some quality." But I also despise Lin Mingyuan in my heart.

After scolding his subordinates, Zheng Yuwei said to Lin Mingyuan with a smile, "it seems that you really have a problem playing like this. You leave me too many opportunities."

Lin Mingyuan, with a smile, said, "it's OK. If you score fast like this, you can play faster. Chief Zheng, please play faster."

Zheng Yuwei is not polite. At such a good opportunity, he also wants to show his skills in front of Jiang Lingxin.

Billiards used to be found in every corner of the street, so there are few people who don't understand billiards now. In addition, in recent years, our country has produced several world-class billiards masters, and the popularity rate of billiards is even higher. It is also a matter of great face to be able to play good billiards.

Set up the white ball, Zheng Yuwei easily hit a red ball, and then directly another shot into the blue ball.

For ordinary players, the best way to score is the blue ball in the middle. Although the five points of the blue ball are not the highest, the score is not low, so the score rises quickly.

Zheng Yuwei is really at a certain level. He is very accurate in playing. He can also play with the ball a little bit, such as shrinking the ball and following the ball. In addition, the ball on the table is very loose, so he successfully played five red balls, five blue balls, and the sixth red ball. This is because the position of the white ball is not ideal, so he didn't score.

When Zheng Yuwei scored the goal, his subordinates just said "yes". They were really excellent spectators, which made Zheng Yuwei elated. Fortunately, he still had Chengfu, which was not too obvious.

This shot down, Zheng Yuwei played 30 points, it seems not much, but for ordinary people, this is really not a low score.

"Ha ha, the section chief played well. He not only got 30 points, but also left a snooker in the end. Let's see how the boy plays."

"Our section chief is really good. Don't say 80 points, even if it's 100 points, there's no problem. This boy still has to make mistakes to send points."

These two guys are really big. If you don't count the extra points given by the opponent's mistakes, you usually get 147 points in a set, and you have to play a red ball and a black ball.

For a player like Zheng Yuwei, even if the other side can't play, he just gives him a hand. He plays slowly. If he scores 100 points in a game, it's a very difficult thing.

Although Zheng Yuwei knows that this is his hand to help him boast, it sounds very useful, especially in front of Jiang Lingxin, it is absolutely a very good thing to raise himself.

At this time, Lin Mingyuan had already picked up the club, looked at the red ball nearest to the white ball, and hit it fiercely with one stroke. This stroke was still very strong, hitting the ball on the table everywhere.

Zheng Yuwei can't help but secretly despise Lin Mingyuan. Playing this kind of snooker is different from that kind of nine ball. As long as the nine ball hits the target ball, no matter which ball is covered, it's all right.

While playing snooker, when it comes to playing the red ball, you have to score the red ball. At this time, although you can score any red ball, if you score the colored ball, you will be punished.

If you want to play the ball, you must play the ball directly, and the requirements of playing the ball are higher. The first time you hit the ball, you have to get the ball. If you hit other balls, you will get the same penalty.

Lin Mingyuan plays so hard that he should not play snooker. Unless he can't play, he won't play like this. Obviously, Lin Mingyuan plays like this, which means he can't play at all.

It seems that Lin Mingyuan's luck is not very good. This time, Lin Mingyuan didn't get a red ball, but the black No. 7 ball was hit.

"Ha ha..."

All of a sudden a roar of laughter, even Zheng Yuwei also can't help laughing.

And Lin Mingyuan's men, this time, seized the opportunity to ridicule Lin Mingyuan.

"Lin Mingyuan, can you play or not? If you really can't play, forget it. Don't be a disgrace here."

"I really don't understand. At your level, you can play with our section chief Zheng. Isn't that a bit too much of a boast? I think even if I play with you, I can win you dozens of points."

Zheng Yuwei shook his head and said with a smile: "Lin Mingyuan, if you go on like this, you really can't play, as if I bullied you."

Jiang Lingxin also feels that Zheng Yuwei's words are very reasonable. They are not at the same level at all. It's really meaningless to fight like this. She feels a little blushed for Lin Mingyuan herself.

Lin Mingyuan laughed and said, "it's OK. I'm just familiar with the club. I can play the next shot. You can play again."

Zheng Yuwei shook his head and said, "I'm not bullying you. We don't care whether we win or lose." At this time, he should try his best to show his magnanimity and leave a good impression in front of Jiang Lingxin.

Zheng Yuwei came to the side of the table, but suddenly found a problem. He didn't seem to have a good chance. The red ball was not missed, but there was no goal line.

He can only hit a stroke casually, with little power. He only wants to hit the ball, without mistakes. He accidentally hit a red ball back to the pocket, and the white cue ball can also be easily hit. He didn't take it seriously. He said gracefully: "I don't have any chance to hit this stroke. It's up to you." It's like he's deliberately giving Lin Mingyuan a chance. In fact, he just can't be a snooker at all.

Lin Mingyuan grinned and said, "thank you. I'm sure I can score this goal." Say words, in the past and a hard hit down.

All of a sudden, it was a good hit. A red ball was hit cleanly in the bag.

People who have played billiards all know that this kind of hard hitting and the sound of the ball falling into the bag makes people feel very cool. It's not only for the players, but also for the spectators.

Maybe he was lucky. After Lin Mingyuan hit the red ball with the white ball this time, he hit the table, bounced back, hit the black ball, and hit the hole with the black ball.

Lin Mingyuan immediately hit the black ball with another big effort.

Jiang Lingxin immediately exclaimed "yes!" excitedly, Two small hands also can't help clapping.

Zheng Yuwei's eyebrows picked for a while, and a fire suddenly surged in his heart. He just played so well, and Jiang Lingxin didn't respond. Lin Mingyuan just scored two goals, and Jiang Lingxin began to cheer. The difference was too big.