See Lin Chen and Ma Ming than billiards, the people in the box gathered.

The discord between Lin Chen and Ma Ming can be seen by people with clear eyes.

Even Tong Feiyan, after seeing the poor expression on Ma Ming's face, finally understood that this guy proposed to play table tennis, I'm afraid it was not good intention.

I won't give Lin Chen any trouble, will I?

In Tong Feiyan's worry, Ma Ming kicked off.

His first goal was a big shot.

Although the rule of nine ball is from small to big, if the first ball touches the small ball, then it is also calculated to hit the big ball into the hole by rebounding.

The ball was so heavy that it was scattered on the table.

Several of the balls were smashed around and fell into the bag. When the ball stopped, there were only seven left on the field.

"Oh

"Honey, you're great!"

Two goals in one stroke naturally attracted many people's exclamation, and Qian Lanlan also cheered.

Now that she had come to her senses, she knew that what she had just done would cause Ma Ming's displeasure, so she made up for it at this time.

Ma Ming laughs and looks at Lin Chen: "sorry, I'm lucky today."

Lin Chen light smile, did not speak.

Tong Feiyan couldn't help but live on the side and asked, "is he at a high level?"

"In high school, Ma Mingke won the billiards championship of the whole city." A boy said.

Tong Feiyan immediately panicked: "ah? Lin Chen, have you ever beaten him? "

"Guess what." Lin Chen said softly.

While they were talking, Ma Ming had already hit another shot and easily put a ball into the hole.

The second ball, he is playing a one drag two, a ball will be two balls into the hole, attracted around a cheering.

It was not until the third goal that Ma Ming made a mistake. The strength of one ball was too small to stop at the mouth of the bag.

"Shit, it's not even in. Lin Chen, it seems that you are lucky. " Ma Ming moved his position with the club in his heart, scolding for not having a ball in the end.

Lin Chen went to billiards with a club. He played billiards, but to be honest, in terms of technology, Lin Chen can only be said to be average.

If we change the past, he is absolutely not sure that he can win Ma Ming.

But now, Lin Chen is full of confidence.

Just now, when Ma Ming was playing, Lin Chen had been doing an experiment, that is, can he see the success rate and use it in billiards?

And the results of the experiment are also very successful.

In fact, Lin Chen has found that his ability to expand is very strong. In addition to predicting future events like fortune telling, he can also use it in many other things.

Take table tennis for example. Lin Chen once played a table tennis game on the game console in the past. When players play table tennis, they can see the track of the table tennis in advance before hitting the ball, and they can see the predicted route through the system in advance with as much effort as the club hits at any point. As long as the players can select the right hitting point and strength at the right opportunity, You can get the ball into the hole.

In billiards, once Lin Chen's ability is fully exerted, the billiards in his eyes will become electric.

He hit the club which part can hit the ball to what direction, how much force can use to put the ball into the hole, all these probabilities can be seen, Lin Chen just need to hit the point with the highest probability, with the highest probability of force.

For example, now, Lin Chen will see, play the top right 30 degree angle of the cue ball, with half the strength to play, the probability of scoring is 90%! And there's an 80% chance of getting another ball.

"Pa" a crisp ring, the cue ball first hit the just Ma Ming did not hit the ball, pushed it into the hole, and then bounced to the other side, top on another ball.

The ball was pushed, slowly to the bottom of the hole in the past, and finally in the eyes of everyone easy into the bag!

There were only four balls left on the table. Lin Chen hit half of them directly!

"Yes Tong Feiyan immediately jumped up and shook her fist excitedly, cheering for Lin Chen.

Other people also applauded, did not expect Lin Chen also came to a ball two holes, before did not hear Lin Chen has this technology!

"Shit! Is this guy eating shit today? "

Ma Ming scolded in a low voice. After fighting for most of the day, he let Lin Chen's character burst out and found a leak.

At the same time, his forehead has also emerged some thin beads of sweat.

Because he just found out that after Lin Chen's shot, there were only two balls on the field.

If Lin Chen scores both goals, won't he?

How could you lose?

How is that possible?

Just when Ma Ming was sweating, Lin Chen had set his posture easily.

As soon as he saw his posture, Ma Ming could see that although it was decent, it was not standard at all!

How can I lose to a rookie whose posture is not standard?

Impossible?

But that's what happened. Lin Chen's next two goals were clean and easy.

"I'm sorry, maming. I look lucky today." Lin Chen laughs and throws the pole on the table.

People around clapped their hands.

Ma Ming's face was ugly and his heart was full of anger. He said: "Lin Chen, one more, two wins in three games! You were lucky just now. You kick off this time. I want to see if you will be so lucky

"Yes."

Lin Chen has no objection. Although he admits that maming's technology is really better than him, but

No matter how strong the technology is, I'm afraid of plug-ins!

In the second inning, Lin Chen used his golden finger thoroughly. How to play this ball and how to score more goals, Lin Chen was clear with his ability.

The first ball, Lin Chen a shot, directly exploded a four ball amazing results, the jaw of the people around.

Ma Ming is more scolding, only feel that Lin Chen today is shit.

But four goals in one stroke is luck, so next, five strokes in all, it can't be explained by luck.

With Lin Chen's easy to score the remaining five balls one by one, Ma Ming's face became worse and worse. When the last ball fell into the bag, he was so angry that he threw the clubs directly.

"Shit! What luck! What the hell

Ma Ming attributed Lin Chen's victory to luck, but others didn't think so.

Tong Feiyan excitedly hugs Lin Chen and yells to let Lin Chen teach him how to play, while others compliment him one after another.

I haven't seen you for several years. Who would have thought that Lin Chen's ball skills are so good, even Ma Ming is not an opponent!

Ma Ming runs to the corner of the box and drinks his mug. Although he is rich and comforting, he can see Lin Chen surrounded by people. The anger on Ma Ming's face can't be stopped.