34 Can You Feel It? (1/2)
Ka-drrum
Ka-drrum
Following the crisp sounds of balls potting into holes, the number of red balls on the table were decreasing at speeds visible to the naked eye. Ye Yingying's score was also steadily increasing from 10 to 17, 25, 30.
”Yingying is going to clear the table!”
”Even the veteran in snooker, Uncle Da, almost lost to Yingying. She has to be good.”
”Clear the table, let that guy score a big fat zero, haha…”
Fang Shulan's and Ye Yingying's friends became tinged with irony and teasing.
Seeing that Ye Yingying had cleared all fifteen red balls and only six colored balls remained, Fu Jiawei felt the urge to look at Xiao Luo's expression, thinking it would be interesting. But when he turned around and looked at Xiao Luo, he was startled because Xiao Luo was at that time sitting on the chair while holding a glass of red wine that came from nowhere. He had his legs crossed and was drinking ever so leisurely without a hint of anxiety.
He went over and asked with feigned concern, ”Xiao Luo, my brother. Yingying is about to clear the table. How can you even think about sipping wine?”
”It's fine. There are still six colored balls left, which hold a total of 27 points,” Xiao Luo said calmly.
What the f*ck? Just how big is your ego?!
Fu Jiawei, who had always been courteous previously, couldn't help but spout an expletive in his heart. Then he sneered with a gloating expression, ”Well, now, you have only 22 left.”
As he spoke, Ye Yingying had already potted a yellow and a green ball. Immediately after that, she potted a brown ball. She was on fire.
”Eighteen points left!” Fu Jiawei glanced at Xiao Luo from the corner of his eye.
”Ka-drrum~” A blue ball went into a hole.
Fu Jiawei had a playful smile on this face as he lifted his volume, ”13!”
Xiao Luo kept silent as he continued to sip on his red wine unhurriedly.
”Haha… that poser is going to be barking soon.”
Chu Yue was elated. She could finally let Xiao Luo experience some exquisite humiliation.
”I hope Xiao Luo won't be angry at you after he finds out you're behind this,” said Bai Ling shaking her head without mincing words.
”He dares to be angry at me?”
Chu Yue lifted her chin proudly, ”Well, I didn't beat him up physically or verbally. I only just let him learn how to bark like a dog. Why would he be angry?”
”Young mistress Chu, guys care a lot about their dignity, all right!” Bai Ling rolled her eyes in disbelief.
”I know, I know. Geez! Didn't he join my team? As team captain, I need to let him have of a taste of my authority, lest he steps above my head in the future,” Chu Yue exclaimed angrily.
Pouting, Bai Ling refused to say another word.
...
Ye Yingying was knitting her eyebrows as she thought he didn't estimate her strike well enough, landing the white ball in an awkward position.
She was confident about potting the pink ball. But at the same time, after the white ball knocked the pink ball, it had more than a 90% probability of falling into another bottom hole. If the white ball were potted, Xiao Luo would gain six points without doing anything.
This wasn't the result she wanted!
What she wanted was an overwhelming victory--Not to mention that six points would bring him exceptionally close to ten, and she didn't want him to gain even one point.
Hence, Ye Yingying chose to play defensively. She gave the cue a light thrust. The white ball gently knocked the edge of the pink ball, touched the short side of the table at a tricky angle, rebounded, and stopped near the black ball. The three balls were almost aligned. It could be said that the black ball had the pink ball blocked, and the white ball could never directly touch the pink ball.
”Nice ball!”
The guests praised her. This move was a good strike of the outermost defense.
Subsequently, everyone turned to look at Xiao Luo. What would he do now?
Would this guy create a miracle, or would he finish with a big fat zero?
Many were anticipating the outcome. After all, Xiao Luo looked calm and serene without a tinge of panic. The pink and black ball totaled 13 points. If he could pot both balls, he would've still won the game.