hole in one

They had been watching for a long time just now, although he was not serious at first, and then he became a little distracted, but he also knew that he not only wanted the white ball to hit the other ball, but also let that ball go into the hole.

Although Fang Wenzhuo didn't score a single hit just now, he opened up the ball completely. At this time, there is a ball very close to the pocket on the right side. Moreover, the white ball is in a good position from that ball, but it is a bit far away. , Wang Nan felt that he had to use more force.

Thinking this way, he hit the white ball fiercely. The white ball quickly spun a few times on the table, and then...slid forward two centimeters. Wang Nan was dumbfounded. How could this happen?

Fang Wenzhuo laughed beside him with a puff, and while laughing, he walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Nanzi, you are right, you are going to hit number six, but this first shot Ah, I really haven’t seen a non-slippery one, a fat man who can’t eat in one bite, if you can hit the ball in as soon as you come up, then you are a master!”

Except for Wang Nan, Fang Wenzhuo has never seen anyone playing golf for the first time, but his own first shot is a slider, so he naturally thinks that everyone's first shot must be a slider.

Wang Nan frowned: "This ball is so hard to hit. I think throwing it with hands is more accurate than this."

"Haha, it's not difficult for those who meet, but not for those who are difficult. Look at me."

As Fang Wenzhuo said, he walked up with the stick in his hand. He wanted to show off in front of Wang Nan, so he played very seriously. After six or seven rounds, he finally shot. The position of the white ball was already good. Although the hit deviated from the direction, the distance was closer. He really hit the No. 15 in this one stroke. This time, he played a little super-level. After the punch, he smiled and said : "See if you can, keep your hands steady and your eyes sharp. As long as you do these two things, you will be guaranteed to kill. I hit the number six, and the numbers one to seven belong to me, and the numbers nine to No.[-] belong to you, but It doesn't matter if we fight, it's still the same sentence just now, it doesn't matter which one you hit."

Wang Nan nodded and was about to step forward, but Fang Wenzhuo lay down there again: "The rule in billiards is that if you miss a ball, you can hit it again. See if my brother will give you a good position so that you can hit the number nine." .”

At this time, No. [-] is near the middle pocket on the left, and the white ball can form a straight line as long as it moves forward by six or seven centimeters. At that time, as long as Wang Nan does not slide the bar, he is very sure to score, but Fang Wenzhuo said it was good , in fact, the level is very average. This time, the force used is a bit stronger, but the white ball exceeds the number nine. Although it is not too much, it is a bit difficult for Wang Nan to hit it again.

Seeing the landing point of the white ball, Fang Wenzhuo cursed in his heart, but said: "Well, you have to touch the side of the No. [-] ball, hang it a little, and you can send it in."

Wang Nan looked at him suspiciously: "Desk, you don't think I'm Brother Hu, do you?"

Although he doesn't understand, he also knows that hitting in a straight line is the most likely. Isn't it embarrassing for him to hang on to this level?

"Measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. I don't know if it is for you to benefit you. Straight line. At your level, why don't you also hit the white ball? The white ball is about to go in. Your ball It will be void!"

Wang Nan was skeptical, but he didn't say anything more. It's hard to say whether he can not slide the stick now, let alone pocket it. It was just a ball just now. He has already realized that although this thing looks not too difficult, it must be hit. Fang Wenzhuo also needs to practice like this.

He walked over and was about to lie down, but was stunned. The ball on the opposite side was No.14. If he wanted to hit the white ball, he had to lie down on the table and raise the pole high. He was in a difficult position. Well, Fang Wenzhuo gave him a bracket: "Here, use this."

"what is this?"

"Bracket, look, it works like this." He said, holding the stick in his left hand, and sent it to the front of the white ball, and then held the stick in his right hand, and clamped it to it, "Can't we play like this?"

Wang Nan nodded, took the bracket and the club and began to aim. At this distance, he had to let the white ball touch the right side of the No. [-] ball before he could send the ball in.

"It can't be too strong." He thought, if it is too strong, the ball will still spin, even if it moves forward, the number nine ball will be hit to the side.

Although he doesn't know much about billiards, he still understands these physical phenomena. He just stared at the white ball like this. Then, he sent out the club, and the club head hit the white ball. On the right side of the No. [-] ball, the No. [-] ball began to roll forward. It rolled very slowly, as if it had no strength, but it still moved forward. Then, just a little bit, it fell into the pocket.

Gollum—

In such a noisy environment, the voice was very subtle, but it exploded in Wang Nan's heart like a firecracker, and entered!Actually entered!He actually scored that ball!

"Okay, Nanzi, you scored a goal with the second shot. You have a good touch. Practice hard. You might be able to reach Brother Hu's angle! Come on, do it again!"

Wang Nan was also in high spirits, and immediately walked over with the cue in hand, Fang Wenzhuo said, "Hey, why are you still holding the bracket, are you so happy?"

"With such a pole, it won't slip!"

At the moment just now, he has already identified that there is a support, which allows him to hit the white ball steadily, but if there is no support, he may still slip. This time he will hit the NO.11 ball, NO.11 ball On the left, the white ball is no more than five or six centimeters from the shore on the right, but he still feels that it needs to be supported by a bracket.He asked so, Fang Wenzhuo will not care about him, in fact, even in the official game, he never said that the bracket cannot be used in this situation, it is just an ordinary expert...or someone who has played billiards for a while People don't like to use a stand. When hitting the cue ball, the subtle feeling cannot be replaced by a stand. However, Wang Nan naturally doesn't know this, and Fang Wenzhuo has not had such an experience yet.

He put the stand in front of the white ball and stared at the white ball.

The NO.11 ball is very close to the upper right pocket, and the position is very positive. As long as he lets the white ball touch NO.11, he may score a goal. The problem is, if the force is too large, the white ball may also enter the pocket together. If it is too small, the white ball cannot touch NO.11 at all.

"How much effort will it take?"

Wang Nan has only played two shots and has no experience at all. He just estimated the distance from the white ball to No. It takes about that much force.

Thinking of this, he pulled back the cue a little bit, and then poked it.The club head hit the white ball steadily, and then the white ball rolled forward quickly, hit the NO.11 ball with a snap, the ball fell into the net, and the white ball stayed at the hole.

Fang Wenzhuo was stunned. Wang Nan's shot just now can be said to be luck, but this shot can also be called luck?The luck of two in a row?Has this kid really never played billiards before?

"It's amazing, you kid, you surpassed me!"

Wang Nan smiled, and then frowned again. The white ball was too close to the hole, and he couldn't set up the pole at all. Moreover, at this time, there was no target ball as good as the first two balls on the table.After thinking for a while, he put the bracket on the table again, and then pressed down slightly with his left hand to maintain the balance of the pole.

"The table, I'll create a chance for you too." He said, poking forward, the white ball rolled forward and put the number five on it, "Well, you just need to send this ball to the opposite side, and you can score a goal !"

"You boy!"

Fang Wenzhuo flicked him on the forehead, and he still lay down on the table, but instead of hitting number five, he went to hit number three. Although No. [-] is a bit biased, he might still be able to get in.

Yes, Mon.

Like most beginners, Fang Wenzhuo relies heavily on playing billiards. Although he also looks at the angle and thinks about the strength, he has no exact estimate in his heart. How much strength can hit the target ball into the pocket? Without letting the cue ball fall in together, he doesn't know it at all, and an angled ball like this is even more of a target, whether it can be scored... depends on God's will.

The cue ball rolled forward, and the No. [-] ball also rolled towards the pocket, but it jumped there, but jumped out again. Fang Wenzhuo thumped his leg: "It's your turn!"

Wang Nan stepped forward with the club in hand and erected the bracket again.

In this way, the two took turns, you hit one or two strokes, I hit one or two strokes, and it was hard to separate.

In terms of experience and technology, Fang Wenzhuo is better than Wang Nan, but Wang Nan is more calculating, relying on the bracket, plus Fang Wenzhuo's intentions at the beginning, he actually bit him, and the two spent four to ten minutes. It was only then that we started to fight the black eight. The people waiting next to me, some of them looking this way, were a little impatient. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old, short and fat man wearing a blue vest said: "Boss, if you come here Like you, the electricity bill is not enough."

"Brother, you are wrong. After a while, we may finish a round in less than 5 minutes." Wang Nan just hit a shot, straightened up and said that it was not his own territory, and neither was his tone. too hard.

"Five minutes? At the level of the two of you, if you practice for another two years, you may not be able to finish a game in 5 minutes." It was hot, and I was a little restless while waiting. The fat man in the blue vest had just played Xingtou is the time when the addiction is the greatest, seeing the two of them dawdling here, I couldn't help but sneer.

"Bet?"

Wang Nan, who was lying on the table looking at Hei Ba, raised his body when he heard his words. Fang Wenzhuo was taken aback, but immediately agreed: "Yes, do you want to bet?"