When Ling Zhi got closer, he realized that the girl was not the sweet-looking kind. She had straight bangs and a sassy air between her eyebrows.

Ling Zhi suddenly remembered that Chen Feng often yelled at Ling Zhi on the way to dinner with Ling Zhi:

"Alas, Ling Zi Ling Zi, did you see that girl just now?"

"Which girl?"

"The one I just passed by, I think that girl looks very... clean."

Ling Zhi always looked at him with a helpless expression. This description is too obscene, as if you were staring at the girl's face non-stop. But then again, if Chen Feng were standing here at this time

If so, he would probably use this word to describe the girl in front of him.

"If this were placed in ancient times, it would have been the standard face of a generation of female heroes."

His thoughts passed by in a flash, and Ling Zhi didn't think much about it. He was originally happy to see the hunter, and wanted to play with the lone golfer. As for looking at beautiful women, it wasn't important.

"Then I'll open it first."

"Well, you go ahead."

Ling Zhi took the lead and put the white ball just inside the kickoff line and scattered the ball, but unfortunately no ball went in. I'm a bit embarrassed to say that the gloves were quite comfortable to wear.

Ling Zhi stepped aside and watched the girl play. The white ball stopped in the center of the table, and there were balls playing everywhere around it.

The girl took her time and chose an easier ball. She straightened her right leg, took a step forward with her left foot and lay down. She placed her left hand on the table to form a hand frame, held the pole in her right hand, and raised her big arm back.

Place the club on the handstand, start moving the club, and then drive in easily.

The batting posture is very standard, the hand frame is very stable, the stroke is very smooth, and the power is very thorough. It just shakes up and down a little when I move the club. Maybe I haven't practiced golf for a long time. It's normal.

This is Ling Zhi's first impression of a girl playing basketball. She seems to be a master. Don't underestimate her just because she is a girl. Don't tell me, she looks better when she lies down. Asshole, watch the ball, you are watching.

where.

Ling Zhi cursed himself secretly and began to concentrate on watching the ball.

They play the traditional Chinese eight-ball, with 6 pockets, the middle pocket, 2 top pockets and 2 bottom pockets, 6 side pockets, 4 side pockets surrounding the middle pocket, and the top pocket near the kick-off line.

, the side far away from the ball line is the base. There are 15 balls on the table except white balls, among which Nos. 1-7 are full-color balls, Nos. 9-15 are colorful balls, and No. 8 ball is played last. After the kick-off, it is ignored

Whether you score a goal or not does not count. The person who scored the goal will continue to play. If he does not score, he will switch to his opponent. If he scores again, the goal he scores will be his color number. For example, if he scores goal No. 1, then

Next, you need to clear numbers 2-7, and finally score the 8th ball to win the set. On the contrary, your opponent needs to score the 9th-15th ball, and finally score the 8th ball to win.

After a while, the girl had cleared away 5 colored balls, leaving 2 balls, one on the edge of the library and one on the far platform, which were very difficult. The girl chose the ball on the far platform, and the white ball ejected, and the target ball was on the far platform.

The mouth of the bag shook a few times and popped out.

"It's a pity, it was almost. But you scored 5 goals in a row. You are really good. Otherwise, you wouldn't be practicing alone."

Although the people who come to practice alone are not necessarily experts, they must all like billiards, and their skills must not be too bad. So before greeting the girl, Ling Zhi believed that the girl was definitely not bad at playing, at least better than the average player.

Girls who come to the ball room with their boyfriends to play ball must play well.

"No, no, you just drove the ball well and gave me a lot of opportunities."

The girl showed some humility and stepped aside politely. Lingzhi didn't show any pretense and started to deal with his full-color balls.

His luck was not that good. There were 7 full-color balls, 3 of which were stuck in the bank, making it difficult to hit. The remaining 4 balls, 2 of which were in the lower half of the table, and 2 of which were in the upper half of the table, were not easy to connect.

If it is a normal fight with a master, Lexus will choose to hit the three side balls one by one at this time. It is best to push them to near the mouth of the bag, and the white ball will stop at the appropriate position, so as not to leave too much damage to the opponent.

opportunity, and then slowly deal with the opponent one by one.

But today Lingzhi obviously did not intend to play step by step. He decisively scored the full-color ball in the upper half of the table closest to the white ball, and then used a low shot to score another ball in the upper half of the table, and pushed the white ball back.

Scroll to the bottom half.

After easily collecting the two balls in the lower half of the table, Ling Zhi started his own pushing and pushing fun. He did not deliberately control the white ball. He first pushed the one closer to the top bag to near the mouth of the bag, and the white ball stopped in the upper half of the table.

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"You played well, your level is not average at all." The girl admired sincerely.

"Wherever, if I play well, the ball from the sideline will be pushed directly, haha."

Ling Zhi obviously has a guilty conscience. Even if he is a master, he will have a higher error rate when hitting the side ball than the ordinary ball. Because the fault tolerance rate of scoring is very low, so not scoring is normal and cannot be regarded as a bad game.

However, the girl did not hold on to him at this point. She followed suit and pushed one of her Tikku color balls near the mouth of the bag.

Lingzhi scored the ball into the pocket he had just pushed, and the white ball stopped near the middle pocket on the left.

At this time, there was a full-color ball near the middle pocket on the right near the edge of the library. Lexus saw the angle was more suitable and decided to flip the bag.

Lexus aimed at the whole target ball and lowered the club head slightly. The white ball then ejected, and the target ball bounced off the edge of the bank and entered the left center pocket smoothly.

"It's a good shot, it's so easy to hit the ball in and out of the bag, and my low shot just now was very powerful. You still say you're not a master."

"I'm really not an expert. The angle of this bag opening is so natural. Just hit the whole bag. You can get in even if you hit it."

But this time she obviously didn't believe it. She shook her head with a smile and said secretly in her heart:

"fraud."

The corners of the girl's mouth raised slightly, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. As the saying goes, strong people prefer to fight with strong people. Although the two of them are not really strong people, at least now it seems that there is not much difference in level.

Damn, it would be interesting to fight like this.

Ling Zhi didn't know the girl's psychological activities, but he quietly raised the girl's image to a higher level in his mind.

He knew that generally a girl would be pretty good if she could hold the club well, and if she could easily speak professional terminology, such as "pocketing", "low shot", etc., she must have practiced regularly and watched relevant competitions.

He continued his pushing and pushing fun, but the girl didn't give Lingzhi another chance to get started. He scored the ball in the pocket first, then called the white ball to a suitable position to hit the next ball, and finally successfully pushed the black eight and won.

Play this game.

"It's amazing. You are worthy of it. You are so strong. You are the real master."

Ling Zhi lost no time in praising him.

"What's so awesome? It's obviously you who let me off."

"How dare I let it go? If I really let it go, I won't be able to score a single goal."

"Keep going, you can't let it go anymore."

The girl seemed to be in high spirits. After all, the feeling of winning against a rookie is completely different from winning against someone who seems to have some strength. Ling Zhi no longer defended whether he had let the opponent go, he also felt that the fight was very enjoyable.

Next, the two of them won each other, and the score came to 2:2. The two did not communicate too much during the game, but occasionally they would cheer for each other when they played well.

the other side.

"Hey, Gao Feng, do you think we should go and watch the crowd?"

Chen Feng always seizes the opportunity to make noise.

"You see how anxious you are. If you want to be a light bulb, I won't go if you don't stop me."

"Oh, forget it if you don't want to go. It would be embarrassing for me to go alone."

Chen Feng shook his head regretfully.

….

"It's almost 11 o'clock, which is quite late. Let's play the last game."

The girl suggested.

"OK, no problem."

Ling Zhi picked up the tripod and was responsible for swinging the ball.

The girl watched Ling Zhi slowly align the position of the top ball in the ball pile with the mark at the center of the lower half of the table, carefully checking whether the balls were close to each other, and then carefully moved the tripod upwards.

, avoid hitting the ball pile.

The girl didn't rush to lie down on the table and get into a batting position. Instead, she waited patiently for Ling Zhi to set up the ball, and then she got down and hit the ball with all her strength. This time, she was lucky, and the ball fell into the pocket.

"I'm lucky, haha, I'm sorry."

"Luck is also a part of strength, you continue."

Ling Zhi watched the girl's batting action and found it really pleasing to the eye.

It's not that Ling Zhi keeps staring at others, but every goal the girl makes and every move she makes has her own clear purpose.

Even if a ball is difficult to hit, she will not deal with it casually. Instead, she will try her best to aim and hit the ball and then try to get the white ball to a comfortable position to hit the next ball.

I did this a lot, and I actually hit several difficult shots and got the white ball in place.

Ling Zhi felt that this was simply a combination of strength and beauty. Compared with the miracles caused by his own strength, it was really much better. If he could use one word to describe his feelings at this time.

"handsome!"

Ling Zhi couldn't help but say it.

"Huh? What did you just say?"

"Um, it's nothing, just continue."

"I heard it. You said I'm handsome, right? How can you describe someone like that?"

It was so embarrassing that Ling Zhi instantly had the urge to cover his face.
To be continued...