The system takes me for surgery

The doctors in the general hospital could also say such obvious insulting words, and they didn't pay attention to the subordinates at all. Shan Linfei hated her teeth, but she had never played billiards before, otherwise she would have to fight him .

When Director Mei Changxing of the General Hospital heard Wang Wenbin provoking the doctors in the affiliated hospital, he laughed and scolded, "Young people are like this, and they don't speak properly."

Zhao Yonghui laughed along, feeling aggrieved in his heart, he glanced at the general surgery department and there was no one to fight, so he glanced at Curly Lei.

Lei Curly stood up listlessly, Liang Yi pressed his shoulder and said, "I'll fight him."

Liang Yi took a step forward and said, "I'll play with you, it's not easy to give up the ball."

"Okay..." Wang Wenbin said: "Let's start another game, five games and three wins, how about it?"

"That's exactly what I mean." Liang Yi nodded in agreement.

Shan Linfei clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling involuntarily with excitement, feeling the hormones erupting in her body, shouting in her mouth: Come on Liang Yi, come on Liang Yi, beat him!

On the contrary, Liang Yi, who participated in the competition, was not so excited. He took the club and looked at the line. Although the material of the club is not very good, it is made of ash wood, but it is straight and usable.

Weighed it in my hand a few times, found the center position, went to the front desk to get a piece of fine-sand sandpaper, and carefully polished the club head that had been smooth and frictionless.

Wang Wenbin asked with a smile: "You have played billiards before, don't you understand by looking at it?"

"It's okay, I played occasionally in high school and college." Liang Yi said lightly.

"Would you like some excitement, how about five hundred and one rounds?" Wang Wenbin looked like he was sure of winning, and wanted to put pressure on Liang Yi and make some money by the way.

"Okay." Liang Yi continued to polish the cue and said, "This is what a penalty cue looks like."

"Who kicks off?" Wang Wenbin asked.

Liang Yi threw a coin to Wang Wenbin and said, "I spend it, you toss it."

"Veteran." Wang Wenbin could see from these actions that Liang Yi was not like an ordinary billiards fan, but he was a bit like a wild player, a player who specialized in playing in billiard halls to earn money.

Wang Wenbin tossed a coin, it was a number, and said to Liang Yi, "Brother, I will kick off."

"Okay, I wish you a single shot to clear the table." Liang Yi sat on the player's seat, looked at the texture of the cue, and carefully hit the chocolate powder. He thought Wang Wenbin's skills were good, but if he wanted to clear the table, the chances would be too high. not big.

Tee off.

The force of the kickoff was so fierce that the billiard balls on the table were blown up and ran around, and two small balls were scored at once, and Wang Wenbin's colleagues instantly became excited.

"Wen Bin is amazing!"

"Two in one go! Then there are only four or five left."

"..."

Wang Wenbin did not choose to play the small ball, which made everyone puzzled, because it is obvious that he can play two balls less, so why not play.

The reason why he thinks this way is that firstly, he can show off his skills and prove that his skills are good, which is not bad for these two balls. Secondly, the No. 6 ball is stuck in a dead corner and it is not easy to make a ball. Although there are many large balls, the route is clear. , There is a possibility of clearing the table with one shot.

Liang Yi could see it. His idea was to clear the table with a single shot. The idea was not bad. Let's see how the No. 14 ball is handled in the post library.

Then I heard a few sounds, the crisp sound of the ball falling into the pocket. On the table, No. 9, No. 11, No. 13, No. 15, and No. 10 fell into the pockets one by one. No. 10, can only turn the bag.

The technical difficulty of turning the bag is high, and his asymmetric bag turning at a large angle is even more difficult.

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The heartstrings of the onlookers were all tensed, and all eyes were on the 14 balls.

The No. 14 ball touched the edge of the pocket, rolled a few times, and lay back to its original position.

Seeing that the No. 14 ball had stopped moving, Shan Linfei let go of her sweaty fist, and suddenly felt a chill in her palm, which was very pleasant.

The audience at the affiliated hospital also breathed a sigh of relief, and all their eyes fell on Liang Yi.

Wang Wenbin gripped the clubhead vigorously, expressing his dissatisfaction with not scoring a goal just now.

It seems that this guy is restless and has a normal competitive mentality. Liang Yi stood up calmly, gave him a smile, and said, "It's me."

Liang Yi looked around the table, and after sorting out his thoughts on clearing the table, he found that the No. 6 ball was really difficult to handle, so he made an obstacle ball.

He is still getting used to this cue. After all, he has never touched this cue before, so he doesn’t know how to control the strength, so the force he uses will be lighter, so as to prevent the rebound from hitting the pocket and slide into the pocket more smoothly. middle.

He intends to deal with the least difficult No. 2 ball first.

No. 2 ball scored,

Zhao Yonghui nodded and said: "This kid knows how to do this. I hope I can win a game, and I will be satisfied." But he still thinks that I, Wang Wenbin, from the general court, can play more powerfully, and I look even better.

The white ball slowly ran to the position of the No. 4 ball, and he pushed it lightly.

No. 4 ball scored,

Although Shan Linfei had never played billiards, she found that the white ball seemed to listen to Liang Yi's words. Every time Liang Yi looked at a certain position, the white ball would stop at that position later.

Shan Linfei watched the white ball obediently run behind the No. 1 ball, and Liang Yi gave it a light push.

No. 1 ball scored,

Afterwards, the No. 5 ball and the No. 7 ball also scored. Everything was so moist and silent, not stunning or gorgeous.

Now, Shan Linfei can be sure that Liang Yi can really completely control the position of the white ball after being hit, and thought: This guy must be a bad boy. He said he couldn't go to the pool hall when he was a child. This guy should play a lot.

When everyone noticed the entire table, they realized that there were only the No. 6 ball left on the table, the No. 14 ball of Wang Wenbin, and the No. 8 ball that was crumbling in the mouth of the pocket.

Liang Yi did not choose to make a strong attack, but with a light push, he made an obstacle ball, which happened to be stuck in the goal line between the white ball and the 14 ball, and it was very close.

Wang Wenbin frowned, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet someone practicing the Nine Yin Manual today. I feel better."

The implication is that Liang Yi's playing style is soft and cunning. Liang Yi said nonchalantly: "Don't give me free kicks, or I'll be gone."

Wang Wenbin found a good angle, made a perfect hook, received the No. 14 ball, and hit the No. 14 ball to the mouth of the pocket. That is to say, as long as Liang Yi did not score the No. 6 ball, Wang Wenbin only needs to collect the No. 14 ball. The two mouthed balls on the 8 ball will win the round.

The white ball ran obliquely above the No. 6 ball, and there was a goal route, but it was relatively difficult.

Liang Yi looked at it and found that he could fight.

He pushed lightly, and the No. 6 ball wobbled several times in the pocket.

All the heartbeats suddenly accelerated, following the No. 6 ball and bouncing back and forth.

Ball 6 goes in!