Lin Xue was a little nervous, sitting alone behind Ye Cheng, while the singer had already surrounded many of his friends.

If Ye Cheng loses, even Lin Xue has to give up to the singer, and Ye Cheng will become the laughing stock of everyone, and Lin Xue will feel embarrassed by this result.

The singer confidently kicks off.

A ball popped up, and two flower balls were scored in a row.

The singer looked up and smiled proudly at Ye Cheng, and then played.

He shot quickly and even though he was aiming for a long time, he still scored.

After scoring consecutive goals, the singer deliberately danced a few times and whistled at Lin Xue.

Ye Cheng ignored it and looked at the table quietly.

When the last ball was played, the singer patronized and interacted with his friends and did not score.

"It's okay, you have to give people a chance to move the pole, hahaha."

The singer explained to his friends that his cheering group applauded.

The singer has already shown his strength, and ordinary people can't win him at all.

Now it's one to eight on the table, and Ye Cheng is dressed in an ordinary way, and he doesn't look like a person who can play.

Lin Xue's nervous hand was clenched very tightly, it was the first time she was so nervous for Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng picked up the club and put it on the table, looking careless.

"He's lost! I don't know how to play like that. ”

The people next to her coaxed, Lin Xue also blamed Ye Cheng a little, she didn't care at all, was she really willing to give her to the singer?

Syllable.

With a crisp sound, the white ball hits the real ball and goes into the hole decisively.

The singer and everyone were stunned.

It looks careless, but the strength and angle of the shot are seamless, and those who have played the ball can see the doorway.

The singer obviously sensed something, and pretended not to care and said, "Heh, has your luck turned, this kind of trickery can be scored." ”

Before the words fell, Ye Cheng hit the ball again.

Syllable.

It's in again!

"Good!" Lin Xue couldn't help but applaud excitedly.

The singer and his friends turned unnatural.

Ye Cheng didn't give them a chance to speak, and hit the ball continuously.

Bang bang bang ...

In the blink of an eye, all his balls on the table went into the hole, and only a black eight remained.

The singer and onlookers were dumbfounded.

Ye Cheng's actions were careless, to put it bluntly, he didn't fight seriously at all.

And the speed of hitting the ball is so fast that it doesn't seem to need to be aimed at.

But they saw with their own eyes that every ball went straight into the pocket and barely touched the table.

What kind of fairy technique is this?

Ye Cheng sneered, "You lost." ”

The singer just wanted to argue, and there is a black eight!

Ye Cheng's cue has been sent.

Syllable.

Black Hachi did not hesitate and went directly into the bag.

The singer lost.

"Yes, yes! You're awesome! ”

Lin Xue almost threw herself into Ye Cheng's arms.

It's strange today, she suddenly thinks Ye Cheng is quite handsome.

"Wait a minute!" The singer stopped Ye Cheng.

"Is there a kind of another game?" The singer asked defiantly.

"Why?" Ye Cheng asked strangely.

"I made a mistake just now, that's why I lost a goal, this time I will definitely win you!"

Ye Cheng thought it was interesting, since he didn't give up, let's do it again.

This time the leaf was changed to a coin toss, and he still guessed the word.

The coin was tossed to the ground, and sure enough, it was a word.

"Looks like someone is going to be out of luck." Ye Cheng said with a smile.

The singer's face was blue with anger, but there was no way to do it.

He can only win Ye Cheng on the table to save face.

Some of the friends behind him were angry and blamed Ye Cheng. "Don't be arrogant, I'm sure I'll win you this time!"

"You found me." Ye Cheng replied coldly.

He didn't say much, and in the middle of the white ball, he was ready to kick off.

Lin Xue still had a good impression of the singer just now, but seeing that he couldn't afford to lose, the singer's image fell a lot.

On the contrary, Ye Cheng accepted the challenge calmly, as if he was really confident.

Lin Xue couldn't help but secretly cheer Ye Cheng up.

Syllable.

A kick is taken.

Gurgling...

Everyone couldn't believe that there were four flower balls in a row!

The singer's eyes widened, confirming that she had counted correctly.

The spectators behind the stands also talked a lot.

"Surprise, this person's level can play the World Championships!"

"This ball is so beautiful...

Hearing that his friend actually began to brag about Ye Cheng, the singer was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Ye Cheng still looked very casual, and there was no pressure at all.

"Bang bang bang".

Another four-ball hole, leaving only the black eight.

The singer couldn't sit still, he thought of a crooked idea.

Ye Cheng aimed at Black Eight and prepared to close.

As he putted, the singer suddenly kicked him from behind.

Ye Cheng naturally reacted to a fall, and the singer fell to the ground next to him.

A few onlookers went to help him up, but no one made a sound.

They all saw that the singer was a scoundrel first, and they didn't get rid of Ye Cheng but hurt themselves.

Grunt.

Black Eight is still in the hole.

"You've lost." Ye Cheng clapped his hands lightly.

"Great! Ye Cheng, you are amazing! Lin Xue couldn't help it, this time she really pounced on Ye Cheng.

She squeezed hard in Ye Cheng's arms, and Ye Cheng suddenly felt that Lin Xue's figure was really hot and thrilling.

The singer gritted his teeth, no one in this store had ever won him.

Ye Cheng won him twice, and he won very beautifully.

If he can't get it back, then he won't be able to raise his head in this store from now on.

"Boy!" The singer stopped Ye Cheng who was leaving.

"What's wrong again?" Ye Cheng asked boredly.

He used to practice with the snooker world champion for three or four months, and winning a singer was boring for him.

"Is there a dart like that?"

Ye Cheng looked back at the dartboard.

He doesn't know many hidden weapons, and he is very familiar with flying knives and flying needles.

This kind of dart has really not been played.

It also piqued his interest.

"Okay."

"This time, if anyone loses, they will call themselves wild dogs, stupid pigs!"

The singer made a big bet.

Ye Cheng said without hesitation, "Then please prepare your lines." ”

The singer laughed, he was a master with an average score of nine, at least eight times ten times for ten darts, and the other two would be within nine points.

Ye Cheng wasn't sure.

The two of them stood in front of the dartboard again, and they were about three meters away from the dartboard.

The singer took the lead and hit 10 points with a dart.

The friends next to him applauded again and began to pay attention to Ye Cheng's performance.

Ye Cheng made a dart shot and only hit an eight-point shot.

"Haha, it turned out to be a weak chicken!"

"I dare to compete with singers at this point, it's really beyond my strength!"

The people next to him finally seized the opportunity and laughed at Ye Cheng desperately.

Ye Cheng didn't hear it, he just tried the feel just now, and now he has basically mastered the feeling of this dart.

The master is like this, after only one or two trials, a similar weapon can be mastered very proficiently.

The singer smiled coldly, he had already decided that Ye Cheng couldn't compare to himself in darts.

The singer shot, this time it was a nine.

Ye Cheng gently picked up the dart, pinched it gently, and threw it out casually.

There was utter contempt for his posture, which was not at all standard for darts players.

Without waiting for everyone to laugh, everyone was stunned.

Ye Cheng hit a ten!