N-M Chapter 8: One Pole Clearing Platform
Chapter 8: One Pole Clearing Platform
"Holy crap? You actually managed to fool one of them."
The blond-haired man exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Haozhe, standing behind, reacted like a drowning person seeing a lifebuoy, blurting out, "Great shot!"
An Xin didn't understand billiards, but she was amused by Zhang Haozhe's shout.
Across from him on the pool table, Hai Ge didn't smile; his expression was even somewhat serious.
On the first shot of the break, as long as you're not too unlucky, you'll be able to sink one or two balls.
Some beginners achieve miraculous results with sheer force, often managing to sink three or four shots in one go.
But Lin Qi's dawdling, looking and aiming, suddenly made a shot that made Lin Qi feel a little uneasy.
Most importantly, Lynch hit the second ball in the second row.
He knew very well that hitting that ball at the start of the game would have the highest probability of scoring.
This is what his master told him.
His mentor is a former professional player who has played against Ding Junhui and reached the top eight in the National Championship.
Unfortunately, he didn't pursue a professional career and instead returned to his hometown to open a billiards hall.
He spent 20,000 yuan to become an apprentice and studied for three months, only to learn a few moves from the other person.
These hitting techniques are secrets known only to professional players. How did this kid know them?
Was it just luck?
He muttered to himself, but Lin Qi opposite him had already bent down again and started aiming.
Once the balls are scattered, aiming becomes much easier.
After all, you only need to aim at one ball at a time.
Aiming at the cue ball, Lynch adjusted the angle of his club, just like in the previous shot.
In his field of vision, the extension line of the cue stick went into the cue ball, and then extended out from the other end, landing on the target ball he was aiming at.
Meanwhile, an extension line from the other end of the target ball landed on the sideline.
The side pool is like a mirror, reflecting the extended lines towards the bottom pool, and then extending from the bottom pool towards the other side of the side pool.
Lin Qi was playing a real-life version of Billiards, except that the extension line was entirely derived and calculated by him using formulas.
After a moment of aiming, he struck the ball again.
Snapped!
The cue ball hit the target ball, number 7.
The red ball, number 7, rolled towards the side cushion, bounced off, and finally landed in the bottom hole on the opposite side.
"Oh ho? Another one in?"
The blond-haired man paused, his expression turning puzzled.
Hai Ge stared at Lin Qi, his expression growing increasingly serious.
"Good shot!"
Zhang Haozhe cheered excitedly and quickly came to Lin Qi's side, looking him over as if he were meeting him for the first time.
Although An Xin doesn't understand billiards, she knows that hitting a ball into the goal is a good shot.
Therefore, she was also happy for Lynch's consecutive goals.
Looking at Lin Qi's figure, she couldn't help but feel curious.
When did Brother Lin learn to play billiards?
Lin Qi picked up the gun powder and wiped the gun tip, then walked around the table and came to the landing point of the cue ball on the other side, bending down to aim again.
This time, no one in the room spoke; they all stared intently at his movements.
He still used two fingers to grip the cue stick, and leaned forward to aim without moving, like a sculpture.
A moment later, Lynch took another shot.
Snapped!
Swish!
This time, the target ball, number 1, went straight into the middle hole on the opposite side, cleanly and decisively.
"nice shot!"
Zhang Haozhe cheered, his face flushing slightly with excitement.
"grass!"
The blond guy across from them cursed, his face grim, "He's got really good luck."
Hai Ge didn't speak, his face was ashen.
He didn't look closely at the first two poles, but he could see this one clearly.
Although he still couldn't figure out Lin Qi's approach, he did notice something.
Lynch's hands were exceptionally steady.
When an average person strikes the ball, the club will vibrate slightly, which is called a "snap".
When beginners are learning to play golf, it's common for them to mis-hit their shots.
Although Lynch's posture is the two-finger technique commonly used by beginners, his hand is extremely stable.
Ordinary people don't have such a steady hand.
This kid's up to no good!
Lynch's attention was entirely on the pool table.
Aim again, and strike.
Ball number 2 also went into the pocket.
"pretty!"
Zhang Haozhe had already transformed into the number one audience member at the scene, shouting with exceptional passion.
At this point, only three solid-colored balls remained on the table: number 4, 5, and 6.
If he sinks these three balls, and then sinks the black eight, he'll win.
On the other side of the pool table, even the blond-haired guy noticed the problem, and his expression turned very ugly.
On the contrary, Hai Ge's expression relaxed considerably.
Since we knew this kid had some skills, it was only right that he was beaten like this.
Otherwise, how dare this kid boast about booking a private room with him?
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Three poles again.
With one shot and one ball, Lynch potted the remaining three solid-colored balls.
As usual, he wiped the gun barrel with gun powder, leaned over, aimed, and fired.
Snapped!
Black 8 also went into the hole.
He secured the victory without any surprises.
"Holy crap! That's awesome!"
Zhang Haozhe was so excited he almost jumped for joy, even happier than if he had won himself: "That was awesome! Dalin! When did you learn to play billiards? I had no idea!"
Lin Qi looked calmly at Hai Ge opposite him, showing no sign of excitement.
I only won one round, and I only won a hundred yuan. There's nothing to be excited about.
"sure!"
Hai Ge chuckled and clapped a few times: "Young man, you're quite skilled."
One hundred yuan is just a small amount of money to him, nothing to worry about.
"good."
Lin Qi raised his chin at him: "How about it? Are you coming or not? You're going to start this time."
"Come on! Why aren't you coming?"
Seeing Lin Qi play a game and Hai Ge not make a single move, how could he possibly back down?
But Zhang Haozhe overheard their conversation and quickly pulled Lin Qi aside, whispering, "Stop fighting, okay? Winning one game is enough."
Although Lin Qi demonstrated his ability to clear the table with a single shot, he still didn't believe that Lin Qi could beat Hai Ge.
He had witnessed Hai Ge's strength firsthand.
Even Hai Ge can clear the table with a single stroke.
What's more, Lin Qi even let Hai Ge break first this time.
But Lin Qi ignored his advice and simply raised his hand to indicate, "Place the ball."
Seeing his insistence, Zhang Haozhe had no choice but to step forward, take out all the balls, and arrange them into a pile.
Hai Ge picked up the golf club, wiped it with club powder, and then came to the table.
He glanced at Lin Qi, then bent down, loosely clenched his left hand, raised his palm, and placed it on the pool table.
His thumb curled up, forming a V-shaped notch with the pad of his index finger, which perfectly supported the cue stick.
This is a standard opening kick, quite like a professional player's move.
He stared at the cue ball, aimed at the position of the second ball, paused slightly, and then struck the ball.
Snapped!
The cue stick struck the cue ball, which flew out and hit the side of the object ball with a crisp sound.
The balls collided with each other and scattered, bouncing back and forth between the ball storage areas.
Hai Ge stared at the hit ball, number 3, trying to determine its trajectory.
Based on its route, it should enter the bottom hole on the right.
But it seemed like he used a little less force when he hit the ball. The number 3 ball rolled to the bottom right corner of the hole and then slowly stopped, coming to rest right at the edge of the hole.
No goals!
Upon seeing this, Hai Ge's face instantly darkened.