There was a crisp sound, a white ball hit the black ball, and finally the black ball fell into the bag, and the game was over.
While Elder Bai was suffering from the chess situation, the literary students from the Da Zhan Mission outside had just begun their studies and played billiards!
"Well, now that you know the rules, gameplay, and playing techniques, do you want to play two games with us?"
Prince Lou gave full play to his character of being a good teacher when playing billiards. After he explained the gameplay and rules of billiards to several elders Zhan Wenxiu, this guy started to show his fox tail.
Bet on the ball!
After Su Ping'an developed billiards, he actually stopped taking care of it, and games such as billiards betting and billiards were finally developed in the hands of these sluts like Shendu.
The so-called betting on balls means to see how many stone balls are left in the bag by the losing side after a game is over. Each more ball will result in an additional penalty.
This punishment can be money, treasures, or something else.
Of course, those who can go to the sixth floor of Qingfeng Restaurant are also wealthy owners, so the punishments for gambling by the young princes of the building have also become various.
It could be that the loser is trying to trick someone, or it could be that he takes the initiative to molest a certain girl, and then gets caught and beaten half to death...etc., in short, they are all bad ideas.
Da Zhan and other writers are new to billiards, and their skills are definitely not good enough, so they will not be stupid and just agree.
So one of them asked tentatively, "How to bet?"
The young prince Lou also knew that if he gambled big when he first came up, he would definitely fall into the trap of these people, so he thought for a moment and then replied calmly: "Don't worry, you are newbies, we won't kill you, let's just lose a goal."
, just draw a stroke on the face, and see who loses more in the end. And considering that you are not good at it, I can also give it to you, that is, you can choose three people to play together.
That is, the three of you can take turns to play a ball of a different color, and I will play a ball of a different color myself to see who wins in the end. Do you dare to bet?"
Having said that, the punishment is not serious. If three people hit one person, it is equal to two more chances. Let’s not say whether we win or not. If you are too timid, it will be a bit unreasonable.
So several students from Da Zhan Kingdom looked at each other and immediately nodded in agreement, "Okay."
After the bet was settled, billiards were reorganized, and Prince Lou graciously allowed the people from Da Zhan to serve first.
Da Zhan and the three literary cultivators went out to play. When they were talking about the rules before, Prince Lou had already taught them how to play, and they could basically serve with no problem.
Just listen to a student bending down to gather strength, stabbing with his big hand, and swinging the pole out, bang...
The white ball flew, and the triangular spheres on the table were immediately scattered in all directions, like a goddess scattering flowers. The tee shot was very beautiful.
When Da Zhan's people saw this kick-off, they all cheered for it, and then the next two people started to come out, selected a ball with a single color number, took a look at it, and started swinging it.
Next to them, Prince Lou's dandy friends saw that the game had officially begun, and they all laughed softly beside them.
"Are these guys like James stupid? They just learned how to play and yet they dare to bet with Lou Shangfei. They really don't know how to live or die!"
"No, Xiaolou has no talent in the four arts of Confucianism, Taoism, but let alone billiards. He is really a genius. Now let's not talk about one stroke and one set. The closing of two strokes and three strokes is still about the same.
When you encounter a tough opponent, you can only settle it in five strokes at most. Betting on the ball with him is just a first-rate shot!"
"I'm afraid that the faces of Da Zhan and other literary cultivators will be lost this time, hahaha..."
Da Zhan's Wenxiu had just come into contact with billiards, and he was more curious about this new thing than winning or losing the game.
The three people took turns to play a round. Although no one scored, the thrill of hitting the ball still made them very excited.
"Okay, it's my turn!"
After the three literary cultivators, Da Zhan, were finished, it was Little Prince Lou's turn next.
Prince Lou casually walked up with a cue in his hand, with a faint smile on his face. He scanned the current situation on billiards, quickly analyzed the route of hitting and stopping the ball, and on the other hand, he
One hand gently wiped the ball cap, looking professional.
After he had analyzed a complete goal and the route map for stopping the ball in his mind, he also listened to the action of wiping the stick, and with a slight upward curl of the corner of his mouth, he confidently pointed at Da Zhan's literary skills.
He raised a finger and said: "One stroke, you guys first think about what pattern you want to draw on your face."
"..."
The people in Da Zhan were stunned when they heard this. Before they could understand what it meant, they saw Prince Lou already bending down and starting to play ball.
I saw Little Prince Lou bending over and tensing his abdomen, with anger sinking in his Dantian. The club was resting on his thumb, and his eyes were only fixed on the white ball and the target ball in front of him. The strength of the ball and the angle at which to cut the ball were all racing in his mind.
Calculating, while looking out of the corner of his eyes at another flower ball next to him, he muttered something: "Cut the ball at 45 degrees, the club deflects the center of the ball downward by 2 millimeters, the white ball goes back four points, and it turns ten."
Number two..."
As he muttered in his mouth, he exerted force on his hand, and then he heard a popping sound, and the white ball hit the target ball in front of him. The white ball did not move forward, but actually rolled back. Instead, it started to move backward after hitting the ball, and
The white ball moved as if it was being carried by someone's hand. It cleverly stopped in front of the 'No. 12' ball, showing a perfect goal-scoring posture.
When they first saw this scene, the literary cultivators from Da Zhan didn't have much reaction. They just felt that Lou Xiaoshizi was a bit good. The angle between the target ball and the bag was not easy to score with the previous chip shot, but in Lou Xiaoshizi's case
The chip ball actually got caught. They just thought it was because the latter was lucky and maybe had a little bit of strength, but only a little bit.
But the next scene made these literary cultivators from the Great Zhan Kingdom a little unbelievable.
"Cut the ball fifteen degrees, put the club up two degrees, miss it by a hair, spin slightly, bounce off the table, return the ball seven points, turn the ball fifteen points..."
Snap...
Little Prince Lou was mumbling while taking action.
After he finished hitting the white ball, he stood up confidently. Then, regardless of the direction of the hitting white ball, he walked directly to the opposite side of the table and tapped his fingers on the table in front of him.
Then an even more shocking scene appeared. Where he pointed, not long after, the white ball seemed to have received instructions. After the previous impact on the table and rebound, it actually walked all the way towards Prince Lou, and
The final landing point was exactly the same as where his finger pointed.
"This...how is this possible?"
"This guy can actually make the ball stop where he wants it to stop. Is this cheating?!"
"Is this really something that can be achieved without any literary talent and with technology alone?"
The literary cultivators of Da Zhan were stunned for a moment and were astonished.
Even the dandy friends of the young prince next to him couldn't help but grinned when they saw the white ball stopping exactly where their fingers pointed: "Hey, Xiaolou's current fork-loading level has really improved by leaps and bounds.
Look at this fork, there’s something there..."
People around me kept nodding in agreement, "Yes, yes..."