Although there are more people playing billiards, billiards games are still relatively niche compared to football, basketball, table tennis and other games. Some domestic games are even more popular. Moreover, although there are many people playing billiards

, but maybe some famous billiards players have only heard of it occasionally. For example, some people know O'Sullivan, but they don't know that there are also famous billiards players such as Higgins and Trump. The famous domestic billiards players also know Ding Huihui and

Pan Tingting, right?

Although Guo Zijun became famous at a young age, it was only in domestic competitions. Not to mention that few people know about him. Even if they have heard of the name Guo Zijun, they have never seen what he looks like.

"Is this man crazy about losing? Let his son fight for him?"

This is a normal reaction of bystanders. Wang Xiaowei and the other four people watched with great interest. Yes, they were about to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.

"But I just finished playing." Guo Zijun put down his box of clubs and said while stretching.

Brat, I'm starting to "blackmail" your dad!

Brother Guo was so angry that he wanted to overwhelm Guo Zijun with his momentum, but found that Guo Zijun was not afraid at all.

"Lao Guo, get your position right, you are negotiating terms with me now." Although Guo Zijun's height is not comparable to that of Wang Xiaowei, he is similar to Brother Guo, so he patted Brother Guo's shoulder easily and said.

There was no other way, so Brother Guo had to compromise: "All the money you win is yours!"

"That's it." The goal was achieved, and Guo Zijun also gained motivation.

Zhou Peiqiang whispered to Wang Xiaowei in a low voice: "This Guo Zijun is almost carved out of the same mold as you. You are definitely a die-hard fan."

"Get out!" Wang Xiaowei said angrily.

The two ladies are familiar with Chinese eight-ball and know that this ball can be played much faster than snooker. If it were faster than snooker, the two girls would be crazy.

The man on the stage is clearing the ball, and judging from his control of the cue ball, he is definitely a master. Think about it, Brother Guo's level is very high. If this person can win Brother Guo's money, he must be strong.

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The man knocked off the last black eight, and without any intention of stopping, he also knocked off Brother Guo's three balls one after another. Brother Guo shook his head, reluctantly took out the eighty, and gave it to the man

people.

"Dad, how much money did he win from you?" Guo Zijun asked.

"Including these eighty, we have lost five hundred and seventy." When he mentioned that all the money he won in the morning and half the afternoon would be lost in an instant, Lao Guo felt very uncomfortable. Even if he didn't transfer the money, it would be in his own pocket.

It's your own money, right?

"Zhou Peiqiang, why did that big brother hit other people's balls after all his own balls?" Xia Binning should have played billiards with Zhou Peiqiang, so she has some understanding of the rules of Chinese eight-ball, but in a situation like today, she is still the first

I met him for the first time, so I asked.

"This is a rule of gambling in the billiard hall, it's called 'ball-eating'. In addition to winning money by hitting your own colored balls and black eights, you also get extra money by hitting the other party's balls. Didn't you guess?

If you make a mistake, Brother Guo will play this game for 50 yuan, and you will get 10 yuan for each ball." Zhou Peiqiang said.

"Then what if the violation is directly scored as a black eight?" Qin Xiao'e asked curiously after listening to Zhou Peiqiang's introduction.

"This should be discussed in advance. Different people have different rules. Some add the game money to all the opponent's extra balls. Using this gambling capital, it is, fifty yuan plus the number of the opponent's remaining balls on the table multiplied by ten.

The penalty is 50 yuan plus the number of the opponent's balls multiplied by 10 yuan, which is 120 yuan; there are also punishments that are larger, and the penalty is directly how much."

Qin Xiao'e was shocked when she heard that the game had only lasted so long and the stakes in one game were so huge. And according to Guo Zijun's father, he should have won more than 600 yuan before.

"Young man, are you okay? Your father is trying to make you angry!" The man had just won eighty points. He lit up a cigarette with some pride and said to Guo Zijun.

Guo Zijun ignored him, but turned to Wang Xiaowei and the others and said, "The money for dinner tonight is already settled."

"Oh no, boy you are so crazy!" The man was a little angry when he saw Guo Zijun's arrogant attitude. Seeing that the waiter had already placed the ball, he said directly: "Then start quickly and play for an hour and a half. You will start this game first.

Qiu, don’t say I bullied you!”

Guo Zijun smiled and went directly to the ball stand to pick up a cue. Although it was easier to use his own cue, the table and balls in this place, even if they were regularly maintained, were incomparable to those used in regular competitions.

And he used a snooker cue to hit eight balls, which hurt the cue.

"Uncle, you're making a fool of yourself!" Guo Zijun, who had chosen his cue, put the cue ball in the teeing area, explained it to his opponent, glanced at it, and then hit it hard. The pile of balls was immediately hit and scattered around.

open.

"Holy crap! Xiao Guo's charge is too violent!" Zhou Peiqiang said in surprise.

Wang Xiaowei also nodded in agreement.

The ball exploded, but only one big ball was scored (9-15). If Guo Zijun chose to hit the small ball (1-7), then the big ball would not be counted as eaten by Guo Zijun.

Qin Xiao'e happened to ask Zhou Peiqiang the same question, and Zhou Peiqiang explained it the same way.

On the surface of the ball, the small ball has a better shape, and there are three large balls close to the edge of the pool, which are not easy to handle. Guo Zijun walked around the billiards, glanced at all angles, and decided to hit the large ball.

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"Damn it, Guo Zijun is crazy, the small ball is so easy to hit, why does he play the large ball?" Zhou Peiqiang couldn't believe his eyes. Judging from the situation on the stage, everyone who plays billiards chooses to hit the small ball.

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Guo Zijun's opponent also thought the same. Although Guo Zijun's choice was beneficial to him, he still kindly reminded: "Young man, you should choose the small ball."

Although this uncle won a lot of money from Guo Zijun's father, which made him unhappy, he still had a good heart. So Guo Zijun smiled at him and said, "Don't worry, uncle, I know it."

Okay, you know it! I'll just watch you pretending to be cool in silence.

The uncle made a sign of invitation, then put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and looked at Brother Guo with amusement in his heart. In his opinion, even if Brother Guo was not excited when he saw his child being so amateur, his face should not look good, but

He was wrong, but Brother Guo looked at the situation on the stage very calmly, and then went to greet the beautiful woman next to the tall boy with a lewd smile.

"Beauty, I seem to have watched your live broadcast." Brother Guo came close to Qin Xiao'e and got close to her.

Seeing Brother Guo's squinting eyes staring at her, Qin Xiao'e was a little embarrassed: "I am an anchor on the Elephant Platform."

"Dear young lady, can you please join me for dinner later?" Brother Guo looked like a veteran at first sight. One second he stared at Qin Xiao'e with a bold look, and the next second he immediately turned into a gentleman, very gentlemanly.

Invite Qin Xiaoe to dinner.

"Isn't this bad? My boyfriend is still here!" Qin Xiao'e glanced at Wang Xiaowei and signaled to Brother Guo that the big boy standing next to him was her boyfriend.

Come again?!

After Wang Xiaowei got used to it for a while, he felt that it was time to take action on his own. Since he was a fake boyfriend, he had to pretend to have a boyfriend. He cleared his throat and said to Brother Guo: "Guo

Brother, I'm sorry, I started earlier than you."

Wang Xiaowei said that he was Qin Xiao'e's boyfriend, but Brother Guo didn't believe it at all. Judging from her appearance, this beauty was more than five or six years older than Wang Xiaowei. What's more, Wang Xiaowei had just graduated from high school. Even if this beauty was in need of a man, she would not find someone better than him.

They are so much younger, and the two of them have not had any ambiguous physical contact since they came in. However, Qin Xiao'e was very considerate, and did not refuse directly, but also made up such a nonsense excuse.

"That's a pity. If one day you two break up, remember to come find me." After Brother Guo said that, he returned to his previous position. If someone is not enthusiastic, don't put your warm face on someone else's cold buttocks.

Wang Xiaowei has a black line on his forehead. Even if you can see that we are not a couple, why don't you pretend to be so perfunctory?

Guo Zijun on that side has finished hitting the few balls that are easy to handle on the table. Now the cue ball moves to the left side of the library. On this route, there is a large ball in the middle of the upper left pocket and the left middle pocket. Lightly

It shouldn't be difficult to push the ball lightly. If the ball is pushed forward, the large ball near the edge of the upper bank can also be called. It just depends on how much angle Guo Zijun leaves for the cue ball.

Guo Zijun's opponent is still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. Even if he hits these three balls by himself, there is no guarantee that he can collect them in one stroke. The kid's first few shots seem to have a few hits, but he is too impulsive. "What? He actually

Hit the fixed pole?" The uncle was so excited that he broke the cigarette he just took out.

Why is the uncle so excited? This kind of post-ball does not have a certain degree of accuracy, so there is no way to exert force. It is all about pushing the cue ball lightly in order to improve the error correction ability of the cue ball. Even if the cue ball has found the hitting point, the target ball can move forward vigorously.

It might have been popped out by Ku Jiao. But Guo Zijun hit a set shot, and the target ball was perfectly pocketed.

"Beautiful!" Although I don't understand why Guo Zijun chose a fixed stroke, the shot was really beautiful, so the onlookers also cheered.

However, Guo Zijun felt that this goal was scored as a matter of course. He has never liked playing eight-ball because he felt that there was no technical content and the hole was so big, so there was no sense of accomplishment when scoring. When the goal was scored, Guo Zijun was ready to hit the target ball on the edge of the library above.

I was just shocked by Guo Zijun's ball. This time, everyone watching held their breath. The last large ball was at the bottom of the bank. It had a large span up and down, so it was difficult to hit the large ball.

At the current position of the cue ball, after hitting the target ball, it is not difficult to go down and call the next target ball. As long as the force is controlled well, the angle of the ball will be more or less. The difficulty is whether the target ball can be scored.

But Guo Zijun felt that this ball was very easy. He hit the ball with medium force. After the cue ball hit the target ball, it rolled towards the next target ball. The target ball went in. The cue ball also just touched the next target ball and moved the target ball.

After clearing the edge of the bank, the cue ball and the target ball formed a small negative angle, but it was not a big problem. Guo Zijun didn't take much aim at the ball and directly hit the target ball with one shot. The strong high shot made the cue ball bounce.

Liao Sanku steadily called Black Eight, and did not hit any other ball during the entire movement.

"Wow!" "Pah, pah, pah, pah..." Applause and exclamations rang out for a while.

Guo Zijun's opponent stood up in surprise and stood up unconsciously. The kid's handling of these three balls was definitely cheating. "It must be a trick." But he didn't believe what he said. From the cue ball's

Judging from the positioning, this was completely designed by this young man.

In the past, the spherical shape of the small ball was just fine, but now it was completely made into a wedding dress for Guo Zijun. After easily getting rid of the black eight, he easily collected all the balls on the table.
Chapter completed!