Non-violent non-cooperation

Ye Shaodong's words turned the panic, anger, depression, and helplessness that had accumulated in Lu Yan's heart for several days and could not be vented into a kind of wildness that could not be vented. He knew that he would not be able to escape no matter what today, so he might as well give it a go!

"Okay." Lu Yan looked at the club in his hand, and slowly calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart. He kept taking deep breaths, trying to stabilize his trembling hands, and then tightened his fingers one by one, holding Holding the cue tightly in his hand, "Third Young Master has his life, Lu Yan dare not refuse."

As he spoke, he raised his head, and his clear, fiery eyes stared at Ye Shaodong's face. Such a lively expression of stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat was as radiant as when he met him on the field three years ago. I can't help but admire, I can't bear to blink...

"Very good," Ye Shaodong stretched out his tongue and lightly licked his upper lip, smiling evilly, "The more you get frustrated, the more courageous you become, this is the person I like. Lu Yan, I really hope...you can continue like this."

Two wins in three rounds. Although Lu Yan has not touched snooker for three years, his skills are still there. He and Ye Shaodong are both veterans in this field. It was more than ten o'clock in the evening.

Because of psychological barriers, and it is true that Lu Yan needs to find his hand again after not touching for a long time, Lu Yan lost miserably in the first game, and barely drew with Ye Shaodong in the second game. The position of the ball after it hit the passive target ball was extremely tricky. Both Lu Yan and Ye Shaodong quickly calculated in their minds the amount of force they should use for a shot, the rotation and direction of the two balls when moving, In the last round, it took almost two hours...

And the final result, coincidentally, was the same as three years ago, only a point difference.

However, the one who narrowly won this time was Ye Shaodong.

After the last round, the shirt on Lu Yan's back was wet with sweat...

People who don't understand snooker can't see the danger on the table just now.Determined to kill, Ye Shaodong pressed on every step of the way, as if he would not give up until he was driven to a dead end...

"You lost." Ye Shaodong glanced at him across the table meaningfully, then put down his cue to wash his hands, and when he came back, his cell phone in his coat pocket rang, and Lu Yan didn't know what was said there What, I just heard Ye Shaodong casually praised "Well done", and then closed the line.

Putting down his cell phone casually, Ye Shaodong walked steadily to the side of the man who had lost the game and had become his own trophy. When he looked at Lu Yan, he had an expression that he was bound to get what he wanted, with the arrogance of the winner and the look of looking down. Attitude, "Lu Yan, are you ready──are you playing the next game with me?"

Lu Yan stared at him warily, the man who had recovered from the initial panic had a calm and condensed voice, "What do you want to do?"

Ye Shaodong looked at his hand still holding the cue, and smiled thoughtfully, "Although I haven't touched a cue in the past few years, and I'm afraid, but in fact, you still like this in your heart, right? I like the feeling of holding the cue stick and manipulating the table; I like the bright and beautiful colors of these small balls; I like the soft sound when the two balls collide, otherwise, you won’t lose to me knowing that you will lose to me in the end In the face of the situation, I tried my best to play a game like a ceremony--am I right, Lu Yan?"

In Ye Shaodong's words, Lu Yan couldn't help rubbing the club in his palm, feeling the familiar feeling, his brows furrowed even tighter, "So what?"

"No way," the man with a devilish smile unhurriedly took out a small red ball from the ball bag under the table and played with it in his hand. The small ball with a diameter of about five centimeters looked small and exquisite in the man's wide palm , he raised his eyebrows playfully while holding the red ball marked with numbers, and then said with a leisurely laugh: "I just want to help you, let your body get closer to the things you like."

As soon as Ye Shaodong finished speaking, Lu Yan's expression suddenly changed!

As if he had heard something appalling and terrible and made him unbearable, the man who had been unwilling to give in all this time shivered abruptly. When he let go of his hand, the cue fell to the ground again, making a short sound. softly...

It seemed that the string that had been tense in Lu Yan's heart suddenly broke.