People who often play billiards know that this is an accident, and they can't complain about Zhao Dong at all, but this kind of thing can only be seen by searching for those unexpected highlights on the Internet, but I didn't expect it to appear in reality. "It's a real pain.

"How are you?" Huang Mao helped Red Mao to sit down on the sofa next to him, and he himself was grinning, as if he was also in pain.

"...... Fuck my pussy! Hongmao finally let out a breath of turbid air and eased up, although it was still extremely painful, but it was able to endure it.

Huang Mao suddenly had an urge to laugh at this time, his friend's luck was really too bad, such a thing could be encountered by him, and he couldn't help but show a strange expression on his face.

"Damn, ** still laughing." The red hair saw the meaning of the yellow hair's expression at a glance, and couldn't help but scold angrily.

It's good that he doesn't scold, everyone knows that it's not a big deal for him to scold, and suddenly feels that this matter is really too bad luck for the red hair, and they all laughed out loud.

Huang Mao couldn't help but smile, patted Red Mao's shoulder, and said, "You rest first, I'll go see Zhenzhong play." Then he came to the pool table.

At this time, Li Zhenzhong began to hit the ball, Zhao Dong did not directly hit his own ball, so he was penalized, this time he could hit two shots in a row, and the ball on the table was still so loose, it still looked so easy to play, how could he almost clear the ball in these two strokes.

"Horn", a crisp hitting sound sounded, and the ball that was hit rolled straight towards the mouth of the bag, Su Zhenzhong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, judging from the path of the ball, the ball must have been scored.

But before he could finish his breath, he was dumbfounded, because he clearly felt that the course of the ball seemed to be off again, and when he reached the mouth of the bag, he walked around, and then stopped.

"!" Su Zhenzhong scolded, then took a breath, it was still his connecting rod, and he didn't think about the position of the cue ball at this time, and then hit the ball in the bag.

"Horn ......" Su Zhenzhong seemed to want to vent the depression in his heart by striking out this rod, so he used great strength.

The ball at the mouth of this bag can be scored even by a fool, so Su Zhenzhong has no reason why he can't score this ball, but Su Zhenzhong became a fool at this time, the ball did go into the bag, but it hit the side of the case inside, and then bounced up, and then ...... only heard the yellow hair's scream, and he also followed in the footsteps of the red hair, but this time it didn't hit him underneath, and it hit him directly in the face.

"Holy!" Huang Mao covered his face and shouted, and this time it was the red hair who covered his stomach and laughed first, but just after laughing twice, he covered his stomach and sighed, the kind of taste that he wanted to laugh and didn't dare to laugh, and it was hard to endure.

All the people in the billiard hall laughed wildly, one accident is funny enough, and now there are two accidents in a row, which is a rare occurrence in a century.

Ruan Xue was still holding back at first, but at this time she couldn't help it, covering her mouth and giggling.

The red hair and yellow hair were beaten, it was very depressing, but the most depressed time belonged to Su Zhenzhong, such a simple ball was not scored, and it was a connecting rod that did not score a goal, which is his usual level, but fortunately, Zhao Dong didn't seem to have any chance, which made him a little relieved.

And Zhao Dong didn't seem to mind at all, it was another nonsense in the past, and then he left Su Zhenzhong with a cue ball with a good position.

"Grandma's, I can't be in a hurry, the more anxious I am, the more I can't get in." Su Zhenzhong secretly reminded himself in his heart, and then took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, but he is not a professional player, and even if he is a real professional player, if there is a fluctuation in his heart, it is not so easy to adjust, let alone a pure amateur player.

"Horn!" When the ball is hit, it seems to be quite accurate, but the ball is still walking around the mouth of the bag, and then it bounces out, which seems to be a little worse.

"Boom!" Zhao Dong's big Meng rod.

"Horn!" Su Zhenzhong's batting, not in.

"Boom!" Or the big mask.

"Horn!" Still not entering.

"Boom...... Trumpet...... Boom...... Trumpet...... Boom Boom Boom ......"

When a few balls in a row can't be hit, Su Zhenzhong's face is already green, those balls look so easy, usually you can hit them without aiming at all, but today you can't let the ball into the bag no matter what, and you can play calmly in front, but in the back he was also affected by Zhao Dong, plus he was really depressed in his heart, and he was also following Zhao Dong, every shot was played with great effort.

Su Zhenzhong is really going crazy, even if he doesn't know how to play billiards, he has played so many strokes, then he should always be able to get one, but he, a person who is famous in this billiard hall, has not scored a goal until now, even Zhao Dong has only scored one goal, and he has not won him, but he has not scored, he can't afford to lose this person, and now he actually has a thought, hoping that Zhao Dong will score those two goals as soon as possible, so that he will be relieved.

The people watching the excitement in the billiard hall were all looking at each other at this time, Su Zhenzhong and Zhao Dong were like two people who couldn't play at all at this time, playing one stroke after another there, if only Zhao Dong was there, his level was not very good, but Su Zhenzhong was also like this, it was simply incredible.

Most of the people in the billiard hall were friends with Su Zhenzhong, and at this time, they reminded Su Zhenzhong or cheered Su Zhenzhong up.

"Zhenzhong, hold on, you're in too much of a hurry now."

"Zhenzhong, he can't score either, it's good if you seize a chance."

But these kind words and persuasions are in Su Zhenzhong's ears, which is simply a great irony! His heart was like a ball full of gas at this time, and he was still pouring air into it, he really felt like he was going crazy, and couldn't help but shout hysterically: "Shut up!" "Then it was another shot, and it didn't go in.

And those who watched the excitement didn't say much, but they still hoped that Gong Zhenzhong would get into one soon.

Now every time he doesn't score, he sprinkles a handful of salt on the wound in Su Zhenzhong's heart, he wants to throw the rod away and not fight, but now he has become a tiger, how can he finish this shot, if he wants to admit defeat but can't open his mouth, he wants Zhao Dong to win, Zhao Dong just doesn't enter, that kind of torment, that kind of torture, with his heart of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, it is really unbearable.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, when he hit it again, the ball bounced a few times, and it turned out to be in his pocket.

"In! Entered! The red hair and yellow hair were no longer in pain at this time, but they had been suppressed for a long time, and when they saw Su Zhenzhong score a goal, they immediately shouted excitedly, and rushed over to give Su Zhenzhong a warm hug.

At this time, the others also shouted in surprise and congratulated them.

But Su Zhenzhong's expression at this time was quite weird, and he raised his hands and shouted: "I'm in!" ”

But at this time, two lines of tears suddenly flowed out of his eyes, and it seemed that exactly what Zhao Dong said, which really made him cry......

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