After the rebirth, the cheating system of the book wearer is invalid

"It turned out to be Ji Boyuan?" The director of "The Star Comes to My House" exclaimed, "That billiards star Ji Boyuan?"

"It's him." The staff of the program team said, "Do you think it's necessary to plan it?"

Although this is a live variety show that focuses on authenticity, it is not uncontrollable. If the program group wants to stop it, they can insert it at any time with reasons such as "other game activities".

After all, a variety show must have to deal with many parties. If the guests are simply allowed to fly freely, it will definitely be messed up.

But the director pondered for a while and said, "No, just let it take its course. Didn't he also agree to shoot?"

Since the filming is agreed, it is not a big problem.Moreover, as a billiard star, Ji Boyuan also has a certain amount of traffic.

The show crew benefited from his appearance!

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Kong Sifan had no idea of ​​the topic that suddenly broke out in the live broadcast room and the director's plan. At this time, he had already consumed all his brain cells to bite the bullet and deal with Ning Yiyuan who suddenly challenged him.

"There's no need for the competition." Kong Sifan said thoughtfully, "Isn't there a competition tonight? It's better to practice for a while."

"Competition is also a kind of practice." Ning Yiyuan said, "It can be regarded as relaxing."

Playing Kong Sifan, an idiot, is considered relaxing, after all, Ning Yiyuan has no hope for his skills.

The live broadcast continued. In order to maintain the personality, Kong Sifan couldn't keep refusing, so he gritted his teeth and said "yes".

Anyway, laymen can't understand it!Just a few hits!

Besides, he knew Ning Yiyuan's skills, and he couldn't score a goal for several hours.

Ji Boyuan asked the other three guests to sit aside, and took three glasses of non-alcoholic drinks, then put on white gloves and went to yard the ball himself.

Ning Yiyuan opened the long box he brought over, and took out the new cue he bought yesterday when he was shopping with Mei Junqin.

Snooker players all bring their own cue sticks. After all, different cue sticks feel different when used.The one Ning Yiyuan used before was a little too ostentatious, so yesterday when I passed by a snooker supply store, I bought a new cue that cost more than 300 yuan.

Kong Sifan stood aside, looking dazed compared to other people who were doing their own things—this made him feel embarrassed, as if he was being rejected.

It was Ji Boyuan who kindly reminded, "The male clubs on the club rack can be used."

Kong Sifan smiled, "I know."

He also pretended to choose for a while, and said to the camera, "Actually, I'm still used to using my own."

After finishing speaking, he took one and rubbed it repeatedly for a while, before posing a pose intentionally or unknowingly, "This one feels good, that's it!"

[Ah, ah, Fanfan is so handsome! 】

[Snooker is really a gentleman's sport, it's too abstinent! 】

【Fanfan will wait for me on the bed like this tonight】

【So professional looking】

……

Ji Boyuan couldn't help laughing, and Ning Yiyuan looked up, and found that he was turning his face away from laughing until his face was distorted.

After looking around suspiciously, Ning Yiyuan understood what was going on.

"Kong Sifan, you chose the wrong cue." Ning Yiyuan went straight over, stood in front of the second camera with Kong Sifan, picked up the other cue on the cue rack and handed it over, "You take What you want is the middle eight club, which is the snooker club."

Because this is a double-table private room, one table is a snooker table, and the other is a middle eight table, which can be used by guests with different preferences.

"Although snooker and middle eight are both billiards, there are still many differences." Ning Yiyuan said to the camera with a flat face, "First of all, the snooker table is big, the pocket and the ball are relatively small, while the snooker Club heads are also smaller, typically 9mm. Mid-eight club heads are typically 13mm."

Kong Sifan's face turned blue instantly.

[emmm retracts the foreword, this is a very professional look! 】

[Sports idiots say they can't see the difference between the two clubs]

[Snooker fans said that it is indeed the case. Just now I wondered how I got the root middle eight.]

[Pretend to fail, embarrassing or not]

[Ning Yiyuan is just pretending, deliberately hitting Fanfan in the face is sick! 】

[Laughing to death, your master doesn't know how to pretend to know how to make jokes and rely on others? 】

[Just playing billiards, I think Ning Yiyuan is just stealing the scene, the road turns dark]

[Isn't it just the wrong club?There is no difference, Fanfan can hit with any tree branch if he has the skills! 】

……

"I know," Kong Sifan reluctantly maintained a smile to hold his respect, "I'm just used to using middle eight clubs, and the difference is not very big."

Ning Yiyuan glanced at him and chuckled, "All right."

Kong Sifan: ...

Kong Sifan's teeth were about to shatter!

When he was a snooker fan before, he was just pretending to be lucky and scored a few goals!How do you know there is a difference between billiard cue?

Fortunately, I basically understand the rules. Anyway, Ning Yiyuan can't score. After the live broadcast is over, he will post on Weibo to say that Ning Yiyuan is too weak, so it's fine if he doesn't play seriously!

"You first?" Ning Yiyuan lifted his chin with his cue in his arms. In Kong Sifan's eyes, this action was a complete provocation.

How could Kong Sifan, who has been traveling smoothly since crossing over, endure this?Dang even stepped forward and placed the white ball next to the yellow ball, then aimed at the pile of red balls with the pole, slowly accumulating power——

"Snapped"--

With a crisp sound, the whole pile of red balls was exploded!

The live broadcast machine hovered over the table at the right time, showing a close-up of the shot that made a miracle.

Kong Sifan straightened up, thinking that he drove the ball well, and winked at the camera, "It feels good."

Ning Yiyuan: ...

Ji Boyuan: ...

This time Ji Boyuan forced his laughter into his throat, and his voice changed slightly, "Kong Sifan, 0 points, the offensive round is over. Ning Yiyuan's offensive round."

Ning Yiyuan wiped the club head with powder twice neatly, then stepped decisively to the side of Kong Sifan who was posing, and said to several guests watching, "The driving force is quite strong, but I don't recommend it. kick off."

Kong Sifan's smiling face froze instantly!

"Kong Sifan exploded the pile of red balls and had a good chance to attack. In the next shot, at least three red balls can easily fall into the pocket." At this point, Ning Yiyuan changed the subject, "But But he didn't score a goal and couldn't continue to attack, so Kong Sifan kicked off like this, he was giving points to the opponent, and—”

Ning Yiyuan pointed to the black ball very close to the bottom pocket, "Players need to score goals in the order of one red and one color. If a non-target ball is accidentally touched or a non-target ball is pocketed, it is a foul, and the opponent will directly add corresponding points. The black ball has the highest score, that is to say, if it is only a little bit short, Kong Sifan will kick off and give me seven points."

[Hahaha, Kong Moumou is really professional, does his face hurt? 】

[Although I don’t know much about snooker, I can hear clearly when I say this]

[This mistake is too low-level! 】

[I didn't choose the wrong rod low level]

[Stealing nonsense for the camera! 】

[Stepping on Fanfan to steal the scene?Vicious brother really hit]

[Fan fans are really enough, anyone with a bit of snooker common sense knows that Kong Sifan's shot really broke]

【Practiced snooker?Fuck the character design]

[I don't believe it, Fanfan just practiced it!It must be Ning Yiyuan talking nonsense! 】

[Ning Yiyuan is boasting when he misses a goal?At least Fanfan's shot was beautiful! 】

【It's beautiful to vomit...】

[Fuck shit!The red ball is in the bag!

With a soft "pop", a red ball was hit by the cue ball and rolled into the middle pocket.

Ji Boyuan said, "Ning Yiyuan, 1 point. The offensive round continues."

Kong Sifan tightened his grip on the cue suddenly—luck, it must be luck!

Ning Yiyuan obviously couldn't score a goal for several hours before!

There will be mistakes next time!

But things backfired, and there was another "snap", and the black ball fell into the bag.

Next, it seemed to be Ning Yiyuan's one-man show, the red balls and black balls were pocketed alternately, and Ji Boyuan's voice kept ringing in his ears...

"Ning one yuan, 24 points."

"Ning one yuan, 40 points."

"Ning Yiyuan..."

[Tianxiu, this technique is absolutely amazing]

【Absolute child, 64 points】

【He has been playing black ball at school, so he is going to challenge 147, right? 】

[No way... is this really a boss? 】

[I just went to check the recent snooker rookies, there is no such thing! 】

[Senior snooker fans tell you that this person was probably dug out by Ji Boyuan]

[It is very possible that the old season is not very good at playing, but he is accurate in judging people. "Tyrant" Fu Baiyi was taught by him! 】

[104!Over a hundred!A single shot over a hundred! 】

【This is professionalism!Much better than that little star who couldn't even drive off the ball]

[Yo, the navy is over?This is the beginning of pulling and stepping! 】

[Water army shit, I'm here for Ji Boyuan! 】

……

As Ning Yiyuan kept scoring goals, Kong Sifan was sweating coldly.

The variety show director also contacted him through the invisible headset.

As a result, a large number of snooker fans directed at Ji Boyuan just poured into the live broadcast room. These people really understand snooker, so how can they not see that Kong Sifan's posturing is full of mistakes?

Even Kong Sifan's fans insisted that it was a navy army, and the war broke out like this.

It would be fine if there were other guests, the director would definitely care about the ratings.But Kong Sifan is different - he can also be regarded as the gold master of the program group.

"Should we continue the live broadcast or should the program group interrupt it in the past?" The director hesitated, "Although the current situation is not good for you, the ratings have been rising..." It seems that he wants to struggle again, after all, this is all traffic. ah!

"Go high!" Kong Sifan stepped back two times and walked to the corner, covering his mouth and whispering, "The ratings are so high that so many people come to see my jokes? Are you an idiot?!"

Usually, Kong Sifan must have pretended to be gentle, but after being beaten in the face one after another and being picked up, he could no longer pretend.

In particular, the director emphasized the ratings again.What, high ratings can step on him black?It's shameless!

The director is not happy anymore. Although Kong Sifan is an investor, to be honest, this popular variety show does not lack investment at all, and accepting the investment is just a favor of the Kong family!

Kong Sifan is just a newcomer who just entered the circle, talent, what else is there besides being backed by the Kong family?How dare you scold the director like you scolded your grandson?

"Live variety shows are uncontrollable to a certain extent, and the lottery draw is what you asked for!" The director's tone became cold, "You are responsible for the links you arrange yourself."

Kong Sifan heard a soft "click" - the director turned off his headset!

"Fuck! It's the other way around!" Kong Sifan's eyes turned red with anger.

Just when he was about to explode, Ji Boyuan's voice came over.

"Ning Yiyuan's offensive round is over, 111 points, and Ning Yiyuan overscored." Ji Boyuan reported the points, thinking how could Ning Yiyuan be better than last time?Could it be that he didn't take it seriously last time?

Ji Boyuan sighed in his heart, and said calmly, "Kong Sifan, do you want to continue?"

"Ah?" Kong Sifan realized in time that he was in front of the camera and couldn't lose his composure, but he was a little at a loss about what Ji Boyuan said.

111 points?Overscore?

Ji Boyuan explained patiently, "Ning Yiyuan's score is already greater than the highest theoretical score of all the balls on the table. Do you want to continue?"

Kong Sifan didn't understand what "overscore" was, but he glanced at the table, the white cue ball was in the center, and facing it was a blue ball, and at the same time—the blue ball was still in front of the middle pocket .

In other words, he only needs to hit a straight line to score a basketball!

Scoring a goal can restore some image...

"I'll continue." Kong Sifan walked towards the table holding the club.

Ning Yiyuan retreated to the single sofa and sat down. While drinking from a glass, he explained to other guests and the audience, "In a snooker game, even if the opponent overscores, he can continue to hit the ball. The overscore, You can make up for it by making snooker penalty points. But I used colored balls to make snooker, and Kong Sifan needs to make another snooker while solving the ball... Poof!"

Ning Yiyuan couldn't hold back and took a sip of water——

Kong Sifan at the table straightened up and said triumphantly, "It's actually not difficult to score a goal. I just kicked off the ball just now and I didn't feel like my opponent..."

Ji Boyuan's face was already twitching unbearably, and he couldn't bear to interrupt Kong Sifan's showing off, "Kong Sifan, the non-target ball was pocketed. Ning Yiyuan scored 5 points."

Kong Sifan's smile froze on his face, and two seconds later, he suppressed the churning anger and asked aggressively, "I scored a goal! Are you blind?!"

Ji Boyuan: ... Talking to silly B, I feel so tired!

"According to the order of hitting, you should hit the red ball." Ning Yiyuan wiped his mouth, "The blue ball is a non-target ball, and it is a foul whether it is touched by mistake or pocketed."

"Stop pretending, Kong Sifan." Ning Yiyuan didn't even get up, and the floating camera gave the two of them a panoramic view as if making trouble.

Standing one by one, one angry and one happy.

The contrast is clear.

I just listened to Ning's word for word to pick up the fan-sucking person set up by Kong Sifan:

"You don't even understand the basic rules, you don't understand snooker at all... No, it should be, one, nothing, everything, and knowledge."