Zhao Shiyan didn't come to practice with Ling Zhi today. The girl would run off to do other things from time to time. Ling Zhi asked her, but she didn't say anything. She just said she would tell him later, so Ling Zhi didn't ask.
Coach Xingchen is not here today, and there is no sound of hitting the ball in the room, which means Liu Lili is not here either, so there should be only three of them in the house.
"Brother Ling, you're here!"
Liu Zixuan was a little happy, but then he thought that there was a troublesome person beside him, so he had to suppress his excitement and introduced Ling Zhi:
"This is a bad friend of mine, Peng Peng. Brother Ling, please ignore him and practice your own way. I will drive him away right now."
"Alas, don't bother me. Didn't you listen to what your brother Ling said? If you want to fight with me for a while, you can't ruin your brother Ling's elegance, haha..."
Liu Zixuan was a little anxious. He didn't want to drag Ling Zhi into this muddy water, but Ling Zhi invited Peng Peng to play ball as soon as he walked in, which disrupted Liu Zixuan's plan.
Liu Zixuan hurriedly walked to Ling Zhi and whispered to Ling Zhi:
"Brother Ling, why did you ask him to play ball? It's actually not necessary."
Ling Zhi smiled and replied softly:
"It's okay, I have a solution, don't worry."
After that, Ling Zhi walked towards Peng Peng under Liu Zixuan's doubtful eyes.
The Liu Zixuan's lost friend in front of him was quite good-looking, but his words and the action of lighting a fire with a lighter caused his seemingly talented temperament to instantly collapse.
"Oh, I remembered. You should be the 'boy named Ling' in the news some time ago. Gouzi always praises you every day. I heard that you are pretty good."
Ling Zhi smiled faintly and responded:
"Don't listen to his nonsense. That 'boy named Ling' is not me, and I'm not very good at it. I'm just an amateur."
"Oh, that's okay. You took the initiative to invite me to play ball, but I was afraid of being violently abused by you."
Liu Zixuan was a little anxious behind him. He didn't know why his brother Ling didn't admit that the person in the news was Ling Zhi himself.
Liu Zixuan was about to interrupt when Ling Zhi waved his hand to him, turned back to Peng Peng and said:
"I feel like I'm in average condition today. How about we try 9-ball?"
"Okay, I'm free to do whatever I want."
As long as you're not a master, it's okay to avoid being brutally beaten.
Liu Zixuan didn't know what his brother Ling had planned, so he had to follow the two of them to the room where Liu Lili often trained.
The furnishings in this room are quite simple. Apart from the nine-ball table, there is only a cue stand and two chairs.
Seeing this decoration, Ling Zhi suddenly felt emotional and thought of the VR secret room.
The furnishings of the eight billiards secret rooms in VR are as simple as the room in front of you, but the only difference is that this room in front of you gives people a more secure feeling. If you want to ask why...
"I'm telling you, if you smoke, just smoke, and don't put cigarette butts on the table, do you hear me? It's like my table doesn't cost money."
"I got it! Stop being so long-winded! Go live now."
Just like this, full of reality.
Liu Zixuan did not go back to the house to broadcast the live broadcast. After all, he did not know what Brother Ling had planned, so he sat on a chair on the side and prepared to watch the battle for a while.
Although there have been a lot of trainings recently, Ling Zhi thought about it carefully and found that since escaping from the escape room, he had never played against anyone other than Zhao Shiyan.
Despite this, Ling Zhi did not feel uneasy, but was very excited because he wanted to use this battle to see how far he could go and... whether his plan could be implemented smoothly.
After placing the ball, Peng Peng first knocked the ball away vigorously, but no ball entered the pocket.
Ling Zhi saw that the No. 1 ball was not far from the white ball, so it was not difficult to attack. He rolled his eyes, lay down and took aim, then hit the white ball with all his strength.
After the No. 1 ball swayed in the top pocket, it bounced back to the lower half of the table, while the white ball just stopped at the top pocket.
"Brother, this ball is not difficult, but the accuracy is not good." Peng Peng joked.
Ling Zhi smiled and didn't reply.
Liu Zixuan frowned next to him and wanted to refute Peng Peng a few words, but after all, his elder brother Ling's performance was not good enough, so he decided to wait and wait for Ling Zhi to feel better before he humiliated Peng Peng out loud.
I saw Peng Peng holding the cigarette butt between the middle finger and ring finger of his right hand, using his index finger and thumb to hang the club to move the club, just like holding an orchid to move the club. This posture, the more ecstasy you want, the more ecstasy you will get.
But Peng Peng didn't take it seriously and insisted on playing like this for several shots. After all, Liu Zixuan was watching from the side, so he didn't want to go too far and put the cigarette butt on the table.
It’s okay to be dishonest behind his back, but burn a hole in the tablecloth in front of others? Wouldn’t that mean slapping Liu Zixuan in the face in front of him?
As long as Peng Peng still wants to come here to play, he can't do everything right. He still has this bit of vision.
After a few strokes, Ling Zhi gradually understood Peng Peng's strength - he was not as good as Zhao Shiyan.
That's right. Zhao Shiyan plays golf much calmer now than before, at least not so reckless. Most of the time, he still thinks carefully before taking a shot.
And Peng Peng's playing style is even more reckless than when Zhao Shiyan first met Ling Zhi!
He just keeps attacking and attacking again and again, but his accuracy is really impressive.
However, this also has a lot to do with the nine-ball rules. Under the nine-ball rules, only one ball with a fixed number can be hit at a time, which means that offense has become the main theme of the nine-ball game.
Lingzhi and Peng Peng fought for the No. 1 ball for a long time before Peng Peng scored the No. 1 ball, and 10 minutes had passed!
10 minutes may not seem like a long time, but in the normal battle between Lexus and others, 10 minutes is enough to end a Chinese billiards game!
But now, Ling Zhi and Peng Peng are playing nine-ball, which is simpler than Chinese style. It actually took them 10 minutes to score one goal. It has to be said that the condition of the two people is extremely bad.
Next to him, Liu Zixuan knew Peng Peng's strength thoroughly. Before the two started fighting, he basically had no hope that Peng Peng could defeat Ling Zhi. However, Ling Zhi's performance today was... wait, something seemed not quite right.
At this time, the two began to compete for the No. 2 ball. Peng Peng was still the same, always making miracles with his strength, and the No. 2 ball was far away from the pocket.
Lingzhi is better, but the No. 2 ball pops up every time when the bag is shaken. It just pops out when the bag is shaken. The position where the white ball stops every time is either close to the ball or far away from the No. 2 ball, which makes Peng Peng very uncomfortable.
Is it possible...
Liu Zixuan had some guesses in his mind. He changed his casual attitude and gradually began to concentrate and observe the game.
Half an hour later, the two people finally hit the No. 9 ball. Peng Peng was obviously a little impatient at this time, and his exertion was very deformed.
Ling Zhi looked very calm, but his condition still didn't improve much and he still shook his bag frequently.
Liu Zixuan thought about it carefully. It seemed that Peng Peng scored 7 of the first 8 goals in this game, while Lingzhi only scored 1!
This is definitely not normal!
Liu Zixuan looked at Peng Peng jokingly. He had a guess in his mind, but he didn't know if Ling Zhi planned it this way.
After another 10 minutes, I saw Peng Peng making a long shot. After the No. 9 ball swayed in the pocket several times, it was reluctantly put into the pocket.
"Oh, it's not easy, brother, I accept it! I accept it!"
Peng Peng shamelessly raised his hand and said.
"You're still awesome. I'm not good at it, so you have to give in to me, haha."
"Easy to say, easy to say..."
How much do we have to give to you? We both know in our hearts how much we have to give in. Where can we go further?
However, since I won this tug-of-war, let’s give in. After all, you have no merit but hard work.
Peng Peng thought to himself.
Although I won, why do I feel more uncomfortable than losing? My back is still sweating!
Peng Peng thought it was too hot and urged Liu Zixuan to lower the air conditioning temperature in the room, and then continued to play the second game with Ling Zhi.
Half an hour later.
"Fuck it, this feels too bad, I can't hit it no matter what, it's so unlucky, I won't hit it! Let's go!"
"Hey, brother Peng, don't leave. Let's fight for a while. Zixuan will go live broadcast soon, and there's no one to accompany me to fight."
"Oh, brother, it's not that I don't want to fight you, it's just... it's too torturous."
After Peng Peng finished speaking, he left here as if he was running away, regardless of Ling Zhi's repeated attempts to stay.
Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing outside, Liu Zixuan couldn't hold it back any longer, holding his stomach and laughing:
"Hahahaha...Brother Ling, you...you are trying to trick him on purpose. With your level, how can you only play 2 games in an hour? Hahahaha...I'm laughing so hard...he deserves it."
Ling Zhi stood aside, picked up the balls one by one, and said calmly:
"I didn't deliberately play tricks on him, I was just in a bad state."
"I don't believe it! Brother Ling, you have hit so many shots, and even the position of shaking the bag is surprisingly similar. It was not intentional, how could it be possible?"
"Really? I didn't even notice it. It might be a coincidence."
"Brother Ling, if you don't want to admit it, forget it. However, I really have to thank you. This guy is my childhood friend. He is a standard second-generation rich man. He has also tipped me many times on live broadcasts, but for this product... I am very
I can’t see it.”
Liu Zixuan told Ling Zhi some of his past with Peng Peng.
Peng Peng gave Liu Zixuan a lot of support in the early days of his live broadcast, but he also used it as an excuse to often come to Liu Zixuan's home to play ball, and Liu Zixuan couldn't refuse.
However, as Peng Peng became more and more excessive when playing, Liu Zixuan's tolerance for him became less and less, which led to the scene that Ling Zhi saw when he first entered the door.
Ling Zhi listened to Liu Zixuan's words quietly, and he couldn't help but think of other things.
At the Snooker World Championships more than 20 years ago, the scene where John Higgins angrily punched the table because of his poor condition appeared in Ling Zhi's mind.
Even professional players will feel tortured when they can't score goals or call in place, let alone an ordinary person like Peng Peng?