At 10 a.m., the club was deserted, and the few patrons gathered together to play the mountain. When they found out that the club owner was going to compete with a child, they rushed to the club.

Customer A: "Yo, Boss Song, what kind of wind blew you here?

Customer B: "Tut, Brother Song, you can only get a sense of superiority from elementary school students now?"

"Go to the side, don't talk if you can't speak, no one will treat you as dumb. Boss Song rolled his eyes, scolded with a smile, and then turned around and asked Qin Yuan: "Eight balls or snooker?"

Qin Yuan thought for a while: "Eight balls, snooker still has to be scored, troublesome." ”

"Okay, little ghost, don't say that uncle bullies the small, tee off for you. ”

Qin Yuan knew that this was a test, and it was also the first hurdle for him to return to the professional stage, and he could only succeed and not fail.

Qin Yuan's entire upper body was lying on the table, his left hand was in front of the white ball, the club passed between his fingers, the thumb of his left hand was firmly gripping the club, and his right hand was holding the back of the club.

Boss Song raised his eyebrows and said, "Yo, the posture is not bad, but I don't know if the ball skills are so beautiful?"

Qin Yuan pushed hard with his right hand, and the white ball quickly rolled forward, and with a snap, the colored ball suddenly fell apart.

"Poof, this is also called good ball skills, are you kidding me, if you are at this level, I advise you not to waste time, or go back to study hard!" Boss Song shook his head and said, raising his feet and preparing to leave.

It turned out that Qin Yuan's kick-off this time, not a single colored ball touched the side of the table, but in the rules of the Chinese eight-ball game, the kick-off ball must make any target ball into the pocket or at least 4 target balls touch the edge of the table, if the number of target balls touching the side of the table after the kick-off is less than 4, it is considered a foul.

Qin Yuan didn't expect that he would actually make a mistake that only a novice would make, and he was slightly stunned.

Qin Yuan thought to himself: Although he has never practiced since he was reborn, he should not make such a low-level mistake, why on earth did he feel that he had neglected something.

Yes, Qin Yuan subconsciously thought that he was 25 years old, and it was only at this time that he realized that he was only a 15-year-old junior high school student, and his height and strength had changed.

Qin Yuan, who figured it out, immediately called out to Boss Song: "Please wait a minute, this game is not over yet." ”

"What do you mean?" said Boss Song, who had stopped, raised his eyebrows.

"I did foul the ball, but according to the rules of the game, you can ask for a re-kick by you or me, or a free shot from behind the line. Black Eight didn't go into the bag, and I didn't admit defeat, so the game wasn't over yet. ”

"Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Yes, please finish this game with me. ”

Zhou Changkang persuaded: "Boss, everyone has a time when they miss, otherwise let him try again!"

Qin Yuan looked at Boss Song firmly, his eyes shining with a light of not admitting defeat.

"Alright, little ghost, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. I didn't have to re-swing the ball, I chose the line and hit the ball freely. ”

Boss Song picked a club at random, rubbed it twice on the top of the club with powder, he looked at the situation on the table, thought for a few seconds and put the white ball on the left bottom line.

Qin Yuan said in his heart It seems that he is preparing to play monochrome balls, it is indeed easier to play with the monochrome balls on the table now, but the suit balls have not been scattered, several of them are still next to Heiba, and everyone will choose monochrome balls.

Besides, Boss Song is still a good player, of course he knows how to choose more advantageously.

As he continued to hit the ball, the monochrome balls disappeared on the table one by one, and at this time, there was only one number five left on the monochrome ball on the table, and as long as he scored this goal, he could play black eight.

Smack - the ball is in!

It's just that Boss Song didn't control the white ball well in this ball, and helped Qin Yuan explode the suit ball, not to mention, the worst thing is that there is a suit ball between the white ball and the black ball.

If you want to win, you must score a black ball without touching the flower ball, which requires a great deal of skill, and of course, in addition to this, you can also choose to make the ball, that is, use the obstacle of the dead ball so that the opponent cannot hit the target ball or has no good goal path.

Customer B: "Tsk, this old Song can be difficult to do, if it is an offense, it is difficult to score the black ball, not to mention that it is easy to give the opponent a chance, if you defend, now the field is the opponent's ball except for the black eight, as long as there is a little bit of uncontrollable, the opponent will have a chance to score." ”

Customer A: "Yes, I just don't know how Boss Song will choose?"

Boss Song walked around the table, trying to find a good hitting point, but he tried all the angles and directions, and found nothing.

The desperate Boss Song had no choice but to make the ball, he hit the white ball lightly at the right library (the right table), and the white ball bounced off the black ball and finally stopped behind the black ball.

"Good ball!" cheered several onlookers.

It's a good shot, the black ball blocks almost all the paths, let alone the goal, and you have to bounce off to hit the ball.

In the eyes of others, the game has already come to an end, after all, such a situation is undoubtedly very difficult for a novice.

The premise is that the opponent is a novice, but Qin Yuan is not.

Although there was a mistake in the kickoff, Qin Yuan believed that the skills he had spent ten years training would not be unable to overcome this difficulty. Qin Yuan carefully observed the position of each ball on the table, and found that although the route of the goal was blocked by the black ball, several balls were in the pocket, as long as the black ball was bypassed, the goal was very simple.

Qin Yuan hit the cue stick to the right of the center point of the white ball, causing it to rotate counterclockwise, and the white ball bypassed the black ball and went straight to the middle pocket, as long as it was lightly touched, the No. 12 ball at the mouth of the bag could be scored.

Bump - the ball is in!

Qin Yuan hit a perfect right-handed ball!

Customer A: "Damn, this is a coincidence, right?"

"Probably not, if he couldn't hit it, he wouldn't have chosen this way of hitting the ball, and besides, he got up and went to the next point after hitting the ball, so obviously he was very confident that the ball would go in. Customer C looked at Qin Yuan tightly and said meaningfully: "This kid is not simple!"

Qin Yuan's right-handed ball also completely shocked Boss Song, I didn't expect the teenager who made a mistake on the kickoff to have such superb skills, it seems that Qin Yuan's desire to be a professional billiards player is not just lip service.

With the first suit ball in the pocket, Qin Yuan scored all the colored balls one after another, and there was only one black eight left on the table.

At this time, the black eight is located in the middle of the white ball and the bottom bag, not far from both sides, although it is not a straight line, but it is not very difficult, as long as Qin Yuan does not miss the ball, it will be scored.

"Oh my God, Brother Song won't lose to that elementary school student, right?"

"The bottom bag on the right. ”

Qin Yuan steadily hit this last shot - the black ball went into the pocket.

"Haha, Old Song, you can't guarantee your late season! You actually lost to a little child. ”

"Tsk, the kid's ball skills are good!"

"Boss, I won. Qin Yuan walked up to Boss Song.

Boss Song was helpless: "I know." "So you don't have to repeat it," I have to say, you're pretty good. Officially acquaintance, my name is Song Yiyang, I am the owner of this club, welcome to join!"

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and Qin Yuan also stretched out his right hand, and the two hands were clasped together.

"Thank you boss!"

"Let Zhou Changkang tell you about specific things, I'll go first!" Yu Bi Song Yiyang quickly walked out of the club.

"Hahahaha!" several regular customers laughed maniacally, "This guy is running so fast, I'm afraid we'll make fun of him!"

"Hehe, who made him laugh at us all the time!"

"yes, today is enough for me to laugh at him for a year!"

"Okay, it's gone after laughing, in other words, you can't beat other people's children!"

"Who says I can't beat it?"

"Hehe, you can't even beat Lao Song and still want to win that little friend?"

Zhou Changkang glanced at Qin Yuan in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, go, follow me to go through the entry procedures." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou. ”

"Let's not say that you saved my nephew's life, and then you left it with your own ability, what do you thank me for?"

"If it weren't for Uncle Zhou, even if I had the ability, I wouldn't have the opportunity to show myself. ”

"We'll be half colleagues in the future, so don't thank each other. Come on, just fill out this form. Zhou Changkang took out an entry registration form.

After a few minutes, "Uncle Zhou, I've filled it out." ”

Zhou Changkang looked at the table: "Okay, I'll introduce you to a few staff members." This is Xiaoqing, the cashier at the front desk of our club, this tall and thin is Xiao He of the purchasing department, and Xiao Yang and Xiao Jiang of the finance department, I am the manager of the personnel department, and the others will introduce you next time they meet. ”

Jingle Bell ...... The phone rang.

"Wait a minute. Zhou Changkang smiled apologetically, "Hello, this is Changying Billiards Club...... Boss? yes, I see...... Isn't that wrong?...... Uh-huh, I see. ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Changkang said to Qin Yuan: "The boss just told me that from tomorrow, you will be a part-time sparring partner with us, 2 hours a day, with a basic salary of 800 plus a commission, and the commission is 40% of the escort fee. ”

Hearing such a superior salary, Qin Yuan, who was as calm as Qin, couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"And that's not all. The boss said that as a reward for winning him, you can practice in the VIP room when you don't have a sparring mission. Don't underestimate it, it's an international standard game table that our boss spends a lot of money on from abroad! Usually the boss is reluctant to play on it. ”

Although Qin Yuan, who heard this, was very moved, his reason made him refuse this benefit. "It's still not necessary, it's useless, not to mention that the treatment you give is so generous, as long as I can have a place to practice, I will be satisfied!"

Zhou Changkang was surprised by Qin Yuan's refusal, and had to continue to persuade: "The boss had already guessed that you would refuse, and he asked me to tell you, so take this as an investment and encouragement, after all, if you become a professional player in the future and make a name for yourself, our club can also get benefits, right?"

"Then trouble Uncle Zhou to thank Boss Song for me. ”