The golfers who were playing at the scene turned their heads and glanced, and immediately returned to their own games. Although they were curious about who this person was, it was not as important as their own games.
The players who had finished the game and were waiting for the table were attracted by Peng Lin. It was the first time for them to see such an alternative billiards enthusiast.
In front of them was Peng Lin, who was tall and round, with a shiny black face. He looked like a "black whirlwind" reborn. If the pole box in his hand hadn't revealed his identity as a player, everyone would have thought he was here to fight.
After hearing Peng Lin's name for so long, this was the first time Ling Zhi saw a real person. He was also shocked when he saw Peng Lin for the first time. The first impression Peng Lin gave him was definitely the word "billiards master"
It has nothing to do with it.
calm down!
Ling Zhi reminded himself not to judge people by their appearance. He kept thinking about Peng Lin's Shecai 147 record, and his shocked heart gradually calmed down.
"Hey, who is Peng Lin? Is he famous?"
"never heard of that."
"Who is this guy? He's late and still so arrogant?"
It was already 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already dinner time when Peng Lin arrived at the competition site, which naturally aroused the disgust of most golfers.
Because most people arrived right after lunch, there were still many people who didn't have time to compete. And he, Peng Lin, came several hours late and was able to compete as soon as he arrived?
But complaints are complaints, because they are from the elite group, and the players in the national group can only suffer a loss.
Peng Lin walked to Chang Cuo, scratched his head, and laughed sheepishly:
"I'm sorry, brother Chang, I'm late. I'm late."
Changcuo said helplessly:
"Brother, what on earth are you busy with? I thought you might not come again."
"Hey, isn't our family too troublesome? I didn't get away until now, haha..."
Chang Cuo sighed while stroking his forehead, speechless.
Peng Lin looked at Ling Zhi standing next to Chang Cuo and said with a smile:
"Are you the Ling He who partnered with him in Jiuqiu as Brother Chang said?"
"Hello, my name is Ling Zhi."
"Yes, yes, Ling Zhi, I tell you, well done!"
After saying that, a big hand patted Ling Zhi on the shoulder.
Hmm? Where are the people?
Good guy, Peng Lin is half a head taller than him. With this slap, he will be disabled. So the moment he saw him raise his big hand, Ling Zhi jumped out of the way decisively!
Seeing that Ling Zhi was not photographed, Peng Lin scratched his head and said with a smile:
"I'm sorry, I scared you a little. It's my fault, it's my fault."
"I just want to say that you did a great job when you exposed Brother Chang's foul last time! This kind of thing should be spoken out openly and not hidden! Don't worry, that's it.
I have already severely criticized him!"
"Originally, I really didn't want to come today, but I heard from Brother Chang that I happened to get you this time. I was looking forward to meeting you, so I came, haha..."
Ling Zhi was shocked! There was too much information hidden in this sentence, but he didn't have time to think about it now, because...
"Okay, time is tight, let's start the game as soon as possible."
Xie Yixin urged from the side.
Ling Zhi could only bury the doubts in his heart and began to take out his clubs and prepare for his first game.
Before the game started, Lingzhi learned that Peng Lin's handicap was -18.
Peng Lin generously let Ling Zhi tee off first, and Ling Zhi was not polite. He also wanted to see how he felt in the afternoon by teeing off.
Standing in front of the kick-off line, Ling Zhi leaned down and aimed at the white ball. He used a mid-low right stick and hit the white ball with all his strength.
After the white ball hit the lower left corner of the red ball pile, it returned to the top of the table in a standard n-shape. A few red balls below scattered out, but most of them were still concentrated in the ball pile.
"The kickoff is good, there are two brushes. But..."
Peng Lin aimed at a long straight ball in the lower right corner. Without hesitation, he exerted force and hit the red ball into the right bottom pocket. The white ball just stopped in place without moving.
"nice shot!"
Chang Cuo applauded enthusiastically on the sidelines, applauding his elder brother for his accurate and precise steps as soon as he came up to the stage. However, after playing for a while, he realized that he was the only one around him applauding, so he stopped angrily.
Ling Zhi smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that he had indeed met a master. He didn't practice long table very specifically. He spent more time practicing half billiards, so this kind of long table straight ball was not suitable for him.
, which is quite difficult.
Looking at the way Peng Lin hurried over, he probably didn't have time to practice the ball in advance. Why did he feel so hot as soon as he started playing? Ling Zhi couldn't help but feel a little pressure.
Seeing that the pile of red balls had not dispersed and the angle of the black balls was also upward, Peng Lin did not hesitate and directly hit the black ball with a low stick, trying to knock the pile of red balls away. The result...
The pile of red balls was scattered quite a bit, but the black ball didn't go in!
A capital embarrassment appeared on Peng Lin's face. Is this the so-called handsomeness that lasts only 3 seconds?
"Well, um, I haven't practiced ball, so my hand didn't feel good when I first came up. I'm sorry, haha..."
Ling Zhi nodded to him in response and said nothing more.
Because of Peng Lin's mistake, there were many balls in the middle of the table at this time, and the white balls also stopped near the blue ball. Lingzhi did not hesitate, pocketing three simple red balls around the blue ball, and scored 18 points.
Then the red balls on the table were surrounded by low-scoring colored balls to collect 4 sets of red balls, and another 17 points were obtained, with a total score of 25:-17.
A 42-point lead is a huge advantage in amateur competitions, and seeing that Peng Lin was not feeling well, Lexus relaxed a little.
At this time, the red balls were basically gathered under the table. Although they were scattered, Lexus' last shot was not in the right position. Originally, he wanted to go to the bottom pocket on the right side of the red ball, but the white ball went too far, forming a
Large angle thin ball.
After careful consideration, Lingzhi decided not to take risks and chose to defend, hitting the red ball away from the mouth of the bag and stopping the white ball above the table.
Perhaps because there was no pressure on the defense, the shot was lucky and stopped directly behind the yellow ball, giving Peng Lin a snooker shot and blocking all the red balls.
Ling Zhi raised his hand to indicate that this was not his intention. This was also an unwritten rule in snooker games. Under normal circumstances, the opponent would not react, but what he did not expect was that Peng Lin directly addressed
Ling Zhi waved his hand and said with a smile:
"It's okay, it's okay, the defense is good!"
This actually made Ling Zhi's impression of Peng Lin much better. Don't tell me, this smile is really silly.
Peng Lin said it was okay, but he was worried in his heart. There was no benefit at all from trying to make a fool of himself by pretending to be fat!
At this time, the red balls in the lower half of the table are basically not stuck to the ball, and they are relatively scattered. If you want to clear the ball with one bank, it will be easy to miss the ball.
Peng Lin thought about it for a long time, then he decided to try his luck to create a miracle.
But his luck was obviously not as good as Lingzhi's. After getting the red ball, the table became more scattered, leaving more opportunities for Lingzhi.
After Lingzhi collected a few simple red balls around the pink and black, it was already 60 points ahead of Peng Lin, and was in a super-score state. Just when he was about to find a way to deal with a few more difficult side ball balls, he saw Peng Lin say again
:
"Okay, okay, I've already exceeded the score, no need to fight, I admit defeat in this round."
Huh? So happy? Okay, who doesn’t like happy people? Lingzhi didn’t show any pretense, and then let the referee reset the ball.
Ling Zhi and Peng Lin were in normal moods, but Chang Cuo, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was in a state of turmoil:
"That's it? Lost a game so quickly?"
Chang Cuo was a little unwilling. The back-and-forth situation did not happen as he expected, so while the referee was swinging the ball, Chang Cuo talked to Peng Lin:
"Brother, my hand doesn't feel good this time? I only scored 1 point, which is not what I should have done."
Peng Lin said indifferently:
"It's okay, it's okay. I didn't have much chance in the last round. Lingzhi's defense was also good. Scoring one point is already pretty good, haha..."
Chang Cuo thought to himself, you are open-minded, who will avenge me? I can only hope that the elder brother will gradually get better in the future.
In the second game, Peng Lin teed off. The shape of the ball after the tee shot was almost the same as in the previous game, except that Peng Lin teed off more loosely.
Ling Zhi observed carefully and found that the return line of the white ball was basically blocked by the scattered red balls. Therefore, even if there was an opportunity to attack from a long platform, Ling Zhi did not advance rashly, but steadily chose to defend at the bottom.
However, Peng Lin seemed to have no intention of playing it safe. Although the white ball was sinking in the bottom trough, there was still a chance to hit it. He didn't think much and just went for it!
However, he didn't get much started in the previous set, and his hand still felt cold at this time. The red ball finally rubbed against the middle pocket and failed to score successfully.
The subsequent plot is quite similar to the previous game. Lingzhi always maintains the strategy of attacking when he is in position and defending when he is not in position. After all, his error correction ability is there, so there is no need to embarrass himself.
But Peng Lin was different. He simply kept giving Lingzhi opportunities. So even though Lingzhi's highest single score in this game was only 20 points, he still won the game smoothly with the points he got piecemeal.
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Peng Lin didn't say anything after losing two games in a row, but Chang Cuo seemed more anxious than him, and secretly told Peng Lin again not to risk attacking. The first two games gave Lingzhi too many opportunities to easily get started.
Peng Lin nodded slightly, not sure whether he heard it or not.
At this time, Ling Zhi, who was standing aside, began to have doubts about Peng Lin's strength. Is he really the ace player of Feiyu Billiards?
With such doubts, the game came to the third game.
Lingzhi teed off first in this game, and Lingzhi's tee shot was not very loose, which resulted in Peng Lin not having any chance to attack from the long stand.
Peng Lin didn't pay attention and directly hit the ball pile with force again, hoping to run the white ball back to the low-scoring area.
However, due to too much force, the ball pile was scattered too much. After the white ball hit the 2nd library, it hit one of the scattered red balls and stopped in the middle of the table. Once again, Ling Zhi was given a big gift package!
At this time, Ling Zhi had the urge to cover Peng Lin's face. But at this time, combined with the performance of the first two games, Ling Zhi finally knew what Peng Lin's problem was: