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

"This luck is simply a fortress!"

The low cry woke up all the people who were stunned because Ning Yiyuan untied the ball, half a second later, there was a burst of whispers in the private room.

"God, it's really untied?"

"It's no one's luck. You can faint with just a dozen hits..."

"Not to mention anything else, luck is absolutely dead."

"Hey, if he is unlucky, he will be recognized by the Kong family and be given the status of adopted son?"

"It's really jealous...Look, Li Weicheng's face is turning blue."

Of course, Li Weicheng's face was not good-looking.

He was still gloating at other times, thinking that you'd have to slap me in the face, you little mud leg, and now you've offended the person who can't be offended in this private room!

You know, Jiang Sibo's temper is notorious among the second generation of them. If he offends him, Ning Yiyuan, the unfavored "adopted son", will definitely suffer.

But who would have thought that he was so lucky that he could actually fulfill Jiang Sibo's request to make things difficult for others!

"This is stupid, don't count it." Li Weicheng said unwillingly.

"I didn't say before that it doesn't count if you're ignorant." Kong Sifan said, "Jiang Sibo, if you're ignorant with one yuan, you can count it as a solution."

Although these words are superficially helping Ning Yiyuan, in fact, one mouthful of one "stupid entry" is destined to die. This ball has nothing to do with technology, it all depends on luck.

"If those who are ignorant can be counted, wouldn't it be an insult to Jiang Shao's hard training every day!" Li Weicheng gritted his teeth and confronted Kong Sifan—of course, he was not targeting Kong Sifan, but Ning One yuan.

He didn't want to make Ning Yiyuan feel better!

Li Weicheng, who had this idea in mind, was also very scheming in his words, and he gave Jiang Sibo a high hat of "hard work and hard work" without any trace.

But wearing a high hat is useless to Jiang Sibo.

"In a regular snooker game, a goal that is scored inadvertently counts as a goal. What, you mean this rule is unreasonable?" Jiang Sibo questioned Li Weicheng with a gloomy face.

Li Weicheng was dumbfounded for a moment, he didn't expect to be flattered on the horse's hoof, and quickly corrected, "This...this is different..."

"Well, why is it different?" Jiang Sibo asked slowly.

Li Weicheng panicked even more, unable to say a word, and looked anxiously at his cronies.

However, the "friends" he saw all looked away one after another - none of them dared to offend Jiang Sibo!

In the tense situation in the private room, only Ning Yiyuan was not affected by the atmosphere.As if he couldn't feel what was going on outside, he just wiped the club head with powder, and then stood by the table slowly, observing how to hit the next ball.

Perhaps Ning Yiyuan was so lucky to make a shot. Not only did he untie the snooker, but the position of the white ball was also very favorable—the blue ball was right next to the white ball, and it was facing the bottom pocket. A novice can make the basketball fall into the pocket perfectly.

Ning Yiyuan observed for a long time, until Jiang Sibo said "Get out" to Li Weicheng, and everyone else left because they were afraid of touching Young Master Jiang's brows, then he bent down and set up the cue.

Kong Sifan noticed him, and for some reason, a thought rose in his heart - Ning Yiyuan couldn't be allowed to hit this ball.

As if if he hit this ball, everything would change...

"Yuan, we..." Kong Sifan reached out to Laning Yiyuan, but he was a step too late, and the word "go" hadn't been spoken yet...

With a "snap", the white ball was hit and hit the blue ball.

Kong Sifan's heart suddenly rose!

"Snapped"--

The blue ball did not fall into the pocket, but deviated from the track, hit the black ball, and then rolled a short distance, together with the black ball, it stopped at the mouth of the bottom pocket.

Kong Sifan breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, what is he worried about?This goal is the easiest one, even if it is scored, it doesn't matter.

What's more, Ning Yiyuan hasn't scored yet.

Sure enough, what about the real young master?How could he be able to play snooker with a mud-legged background?

"One yuan, luck is good once." Kong Sifan pretended to comfort, "Young Master Jiang doesn't care about you anymore, let's go."

Ning Yiyuan ignored Kong Sifan, but looked at Jiang Sibo.

He didn't let go of the club he was holding, as if to say "it's your turn".

Jiang Sibo subconsciously looked at the table, and then...

He actually laughed.

"It's pretty." Jiang Sibo said this without thinking, and then he stepped directly in front of Ning Yiyuan.

Ning Yiyuan was startled, and took a step back to touch the table with his waist.

"What are you hiding from? I was the one who was thrown just now, not you!" Jiang Sibo said angrily, apparently still harboring resentment towards the over-the-shoulder throw just now.

Ning Yiyuan clenched the club tightly. He didn't like to be in close contact with people. Before his rebirth, every time someone grabbed his shoulder and poured him a drink, he endured the nausea and didn't do anything.

Because he wanted to fit into the circle of his family.

But it turns out that all Ning Yiyuan's hard work and forbearance are useless, and it will cost him his life.

Therefore, Ning Yiyuan doesn't intend to be too patient in this life, let alone integrate into this circle that won't accept him at all.

He just wants to live longer.

Seeing Ning Yiyuan's nervousness, Jiang Sibo gave a "tsk", took out his mobile phone, and said directly:

"Scan me WeChat."