33 A Heavy Thrus (2/2)
Bai Ling kept quiet. She thought Chu Yue was way too critical of Xiao Luo anyway.
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Ye Yingying left her position and stood to the side. Similar to Fang Shulan, she crossed her hands in front of her chest and looked at Xiao Luo with disdain.
”Girls will be girls, powerless even to thrust the cue. Let me scatter all those red balls!” Xiao Luo bent down, preparing to strike.
When the people around her heard that, they were all holding back their laughter. This attitude was the difference between an amateur and a professional. He doesn't know a thing and thought she couldn't exert enough strength because she's a girl. He knows nothing about snooker.
”You scatter the red balls then!”
”Yeah, hurry up and strike the red balls apart. Let's see your skills.”
”Be careful, don't slip again, haha…”
Fang Shulan and Ye Yingying smiled as if they were looking at an idiot as they spouted words of mockery.
Xiao Luo smiled with them, and then forcefully thrust the cue.
Clack
The while ball gushed out like a thundering beast, hitting the long side of the table, and then rushed toward the clumped red balls with unstoppable impetus. With a clatter, the fifteen red balls scattered outward without any art of composition. But none of them pocketed while many of the red balls stopped at positions not far away from the pocket holes.
Xiao Luo frowned. ”Well, I thought I could pocket at least one. What bad luck!”
Bad luck?
It's you who was stupid, all right. You thought that snooker is the same as pool, where you can get the balls pocketed by just randomly hitting?
Fang Shulan and Ye Yingying's friends scoffed, thinking Xiao Luo was way too funny.
”Xiao Luo, you can recede now!”
Ye Yingying moved forward as she revealed a confident smile at the corner of her mouth.
”Very confident of you, Ms. Ye. But although I've scattered the red balls, it wouldn't be easy for you as well, right?” Xiao Luo said disapprovingly.
Ye Yingying looked at the black balls clumped together and the white cue nearby that was surrounded by a chain of red balls. She said with a smile, ”Open your eyes and watch. Let's see if this will be easy for me.”
Upon finishing, she bent down and hit the white ball without much aiming.
The white ball hit a nearby red ball, and the red ball rolled toward the bottom hole and coincidently knocked another red ball that was near the bottom hole, into the hole. A beautiful demonstration of beating the cattle across the mountain!
”Nice!”
When Fang Shulan and Ye Yingying's friends were applauding, Xiao Luo joined them. ”Not bad, you're quite good at this, Ms. Ye.”
Quite?
Why would a nitwit in snooker hold on to himself so shamelessly?
Ye Yingying wanted to yell at him; however, courtesy had been drummed into her since she was a tyke. She simply glanced at Xiao Luo with disdain and continued to strike the balls.
Ka-drrum!
The blue ball pocketed. Ye Yingying attained six points in an instant.
Seeing the distribution of the red balls on the table, she intensified her smile, as she felt she could clear the table in one turn, denying Xiao Luo even a single point.