Qiao Wenlong smiled, "Since you have decided to compare, you have to have some luck." ”

"Say, how much?" Shen Qihong is not short of money. So the color head thing is really not a thing.

"It's too cheesy to talk about money, am I the kind of person who is short of money?" Qiao Wenlong said with a smile.

"Then what kind of color do you want?" said Shen Qihong with a frown.

Qiao Wenlong smiled mysteriously and said, "In this way, if I win, you will have to call me 'brother' when you see me in the future." Of course, if I lose, I'll call you brother. ”

Shen Qihong was silent for a while, this is not a good person!

"What's the matter?" Shen Qihong smiled and said, "If you're scared, it's okay to just admit defeat." ”

"Who said I was scared?" said Shen Qihong. Just because he doesn't have a good chance of winning doesn't mean he's going to lose.

Winning is not only about skill, but also about luck, ball sense, etc. So Shen Qihong feels that there is still a chance to win.

And today, in front of Mu Yun, he must win. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a shame to lose a lot of money?

Qiao Wenlong smiled proudly, "Haha, Lao Shen is really bold! Then let's fight snooker, how about five wins in nine games?"

Shen Qihong nodded, "Yes." ”

The best-of-nine system is already the shortest format rule in the rules of snooker, in addition to the best-of-11 system, the best-of-19 game, the best-of-19 game, the best-of-25 system and so on.

Shen Qihong knows that the fewer innings the better. Because the more rounds there are, the more a person's skills are tested. With fewer innings, he has a better chance of winning by luck.

Of course, Qiao Wenlong also knew this, but he just wanted to use this method to tell Shen Qihong that he would never want to win him.

At this point, the game is no longer just a matter of winning or losing, but a matter of face.

Shen Qihong, as the owner of a café, is also a figure with a head and a face. And Qiao Wenlong dared to go against Shen Qihong, and he must be a person with status. Face is sometimes very important to them.

If you call the other party 'brother' because you lost the game, you will lose a lot of face.

Bei Yi can be seen that Shen Qihong and Qiao Wenlong both like to play billiards, and their skills are good. But Shen Qihong was weaker than Qiao Wenlong. Thinking about it, Shen Qihong was not convinced, so the two of them were on the bar.

'Looks like you'll have to help my brother.' Mu Yun thought to himself.

Soon, Qiao Wenlong found a referee from the hall. The two rock-paper-scissors decided who would kick off first, and Qiao Wenlong won.

It seems that my brother's luck is not good. Mu Yun thought in his heart.

Qiao Wenlong tees off, he puts the white ball between the yellow ball and the coffee ball, then hits the right low shot, the white ball hits the penultimate red ball to the right of the red ball pile, and then bounces a library and stops near the red ball pile.

Qiao Wenlong was stunned, and according to his plan, the white ball would bounce Sanku from the left back to the top shore. This is also the general way of snooker teeing off.

However, now that the white ball is parked near the red ball pile, doesn't this give Shen Qihong a chance?

It's just that Qiao Wenlong doesn't understand, why does the white ball line go wrong, he has never made such a low-level mistake?

Of course, Qiao Wenlong didn't know that it was Mu Yun who forced the white ball to stop with the Mingxin vine.

Shen Qihong immediately smiled when he saw this scene, "Haha, I didn't expect you Qiao Wenlong to miss sometimes." ”

The next thing is the time for Shen Qihong to counterattack, just now Qiao Wenlong kicked off a few red balls that were knocked out of the red ball pile, and these red balls were Shen Qihong's target.

Next, Shen Qihong punched the three red balls scattered around the red ball pile into the hole, and scored two black balls at the same time, and then it was time to play the color ball, but after playing this color ball, he had to knock the red ball pile open.

However, he was not very skilled in hitting the red ball pile, and he was worried that he would hit it too wide, so that he gave Qiao Wenlong a chance. So, he prefers to go defensive.

So Shen Qihong chose to hit the green ball into the ground bag and let the white ball stay on the edge of the warehouse. It's just that Shen Qihong's technique is not too hard, and the white ball is not completely close to the library, and there is a fist away from the library.

Seeing this, Qiao Wenlong nodded secretly, and then he had to open the red ball pile again.

Although Shen Qihong was ahead of the score, Qiao Wenlong still didn't have any touch. He believed he would win it back.

I saw that Qiao Wenlong was another low shot, and he originally wanted to make the white ball light K red ball pile, and then bounce back to the edge of the library. But the white ball actually blew the red ball pile open.

'What's going on?, I didn't use that much strength?' Qiao Wenlong was puzzled.

The most important thing is that the white ball stopped again and did not bounce back to the side of the library as he thought.

Qiao Wenlong wanted to curse, "This TMD is too evil." ’

Now, Shen Qihong was happy, the red ball pile exploded, and his chance came.

He easily scored a red ball, then a black ball, then a red ball, and then a black goal. No matter how he plays, he can score. His heart was so crooked.

Qiao Wenlong didn't feel good at it from the sidelines, what is this called.

Mu Yun saw that the red balls were all played, so he no longer used Mingxin Vine to help Shen Qihong, even if Shen Qihong couldn't score next, he would win.

However, Shen Qihong still relied on his own skills to hit the remaining colored balls into the hole one by one.

"Qiao Wenlong, how is it, is my brother amazing?" After the fight, Shen Qihong did not forget to sigh in front of Qiao Wenlong.

Qiao Wenlong was depressed and did not speak.

The little brother next to him said, "Cut, I just won a game, what is there to be proud of." We, Brother Long, will win it back soon. ”

"Then I'll wait. Shen Qihong smiled and prepared to tee off.

In the next second game, Shen Qihong also placed the white ball between the yellow ball and the coffee ball, and then hit the red ball pile with a low right pole.

When Mu Yun saw this, he immediately understood that this should be the routine of the beginning.

However, with Mu Yun here, this is not destined to be a routine. I saw that the white ball directly knocked the red ball pile into pieces, and even one red ball inexplicably went into the hole.

Qiao Wenlong and the others were dumbfounded, "This is okay?"

Don't talk about them, even Shen Qihong himself is dumbfounded, what's going on? Could it be that God is helping me?

Shen Qihong didn't care so much, just started fighting. He is simply crazy, his hand feels super hot, even if Mu Yun doesn't help him, he can enter as much as he wants.

In the end, Shen Qihong hit all the balls into the hole with one shot and got a perfect score of 147 points.

In the end, Shen Qihong still couldn't believe it, "Is this really what I can do?"

Qiao Wenlong looked at Shen Qihong with envy, "This guy actually scored 147 points, many professional players don't have such a level." ’

Qiao Wenlong hopes that he is the one who scored 147 points, so that he can show off.

But the facts made him sad, and after two games, Shen Qihong won two games and scored a perfect score of 147. But he didn't score a single goal, he didn't score a single point.

He was still shouting before how powerful he was better than Shen Qihong, isn't this Chi Guoguo's slap in the face!

No, I've got to win, I'm going to give a perfect 147. ’