Peninsula Steel Love

Chapter 195 Competition Interlude
Crystal and Shirley looked at Zhou Jing who returned to the conveyor belt in surprise, but the man didn't have any expression on his face, as if the beautiful blow just now had nothing to do with him.

Really able to pretend, Jing Jing secretly spat on Zhou Jing, even she, a bystander, was very surprised when she saw it, and she couldn't believe that Zhou Jing, the person involved, could deal with it so calmly.

However, his indifferent look made Jing Jing feel very moved after seeing it. This made her look at Zhou Jing a little blurred, and at the same time, she did not notice that Shirley beside her was showing The same eyes as hers.

Just because Crystal didn't see it doesn't mean that Song Qian didn't notice either. The expression on Shirley's face at the moment made Song Qian's heart tense. up.

In fact, Zhou Jing really wronged him by pretending there. It was not what he expected to hit a strike in the first round. When he was just warming up, he was actually testing the length and thickness of the fairway oil, so as to choose the fairway. Appropriate style of play and line of delivery.

After several rounds of trial play, Zhou Jing found that today's fairway was not suitable for him to play with a large arc, so he chose a relatively safe small arc. After all, he hadn't played for a long time. For the first round In the end, he didn't have high expectations.

But these other people didn't know it at all, only Gibbs saw some of the tricks in it, that's why he didn't laugh at Zhou Jing's poor level like others.

Many people think that the bowling score is related to the number of strikes, but the actual situation is not necessarily the case. If you want to hit a high score, you must keep continuous strikes or make-ups, because this will add up the scores. If there is an interruption in the missing match, the final score will be greatly affected.

So hitting a strike in the first round didn't have much impact on the final score, which is why Zhou Jing didn't smile immediately, the game had just begun.

As the game continued, it was inevitable that Zhou Jing would need to make up after hitting three full strikes in a row, but this was too easy for him, and sometimes he even watched Turn around and walk back without looking at it, and of course there will be no surprises in the result.

This kind of strong self-confidence directly ignited the passion of Crystal, and for a while she was jumping around excitedly, where she still looked like a little iceberg princess, and Song Qian had a black line on her forehead.

Compared with Zhou Jing's enthusiastic atmosphere, Jennifer's side is different. Maybe Sand Sculpture Man's bowling level is not bad, but under Zhou Jing's strong pressure, Sand Sculpture Man's mentality collapsed very quickly, and he kept appearing Make up for the situation that is not marked.

The first game ended without any surprises, Zhou Jing easily got a high score of 200+, while Sand Sculpture Man only got a mere 100+.

There was no suspense in the second game. Zhou Jing played even better after he had fully familiarized himself with the fairway, so that he felt a little lost in the middle of the game.

So in the next few rounds, he simply let Crystal and the others take turns to play the first ball, and he was responsible for filling in for them in the back. This made the girls have a lot of fun and made Jennifer's momentum even more depressed.

This is not a competition, it is purely bullying, and not only is it a blow to reduce dimensionality, it also makes them feel a feeling of being contemptuous.

Just when Zhou Jing and the others were advancing all the way, an accident happened. In the last round, Shirley accidentally hit the largest S split bottle, which left the No. 7 and No. 10 bottles at the left and right ends.

In this case, the difficulty of making up the middle is not ordinary. Even professional players dare not promise that it will be possible, which makes everyone's originally high mood cool down all of a sudden.

Although even if there is no supplementary middle school, it will not have much impact on the final score, at most it will lose an opportunity for an additional round, but there is a flaw on the originally perfect score sheet, which makes everyone feel a little regretful.

The Sand Sculpture Man on Jennifer's side immediately boosted his morale after seeing Zhou Jing's situation here, and he made a steady shot in the last round, so he is likely to win one more round of playing than Zhou Jing.

This made Jennifer, who had been depressed all night, very excited. In her opinion, even if they lost the final game, at least they still won Zhou Jing once in the last round.

Seeing the yelling scene over there, Xue Li, who shot the S split bottle, seemed a little frustrated. When she walked down the fairway, she looked listless. After seeing Zhou Jing, Xue Li lowered her head and whispered to He said:

"Mianne, Oppa, I didn't play well."

After waiting for a while, seeing that Zhou Jing didn't respond, Shirley raised her head in surprise, and found that Zhou Jing didn't look at her at all, but squinted at the two separate bottles in the distance in a daze.

"Ouba, what are you in a daze for? Even if we miss, we still won. There's no need for this." Seeing that Zhou Jing ignored Shirley, Shirley thought he was angry, so she came up and patted his arm, feeling a little annoyed Said.

ah?There is no need for this, Zhou Jing was stunned by Jing Jing's blow, he was not angry at all, but he just didn't want to give up lightly, Zhou Jing's character has always been that he must find a way to fight even at the last moment .

So just now he was silently calculating in his heart what method to use to make up for this extremely difficult bottle split, but now he saw Xue Li's expression and immediately understood what the girl was thinking, so Zhou Jing smiled at Xue Li and Jing Jing. smiled and said:

"Ken Chana, isn't it just a split bottle, whoever says it will definitely fail, it's up to me."

After speaking, Zhou Jing picked up the 11-pound ball and wiped off the oil stains on the surface with a cloth, and then walked slowly onto the fairway. In fact, it's over, and the only suspense left is whether Zhou Jing can make up the bottle.

So everyone on Jennifer's side came to the back of Zhou Jing's fairway together, wanting to see what kind of result he would play in the end.

Zhou Jing stood quietly in front of the fairway, but he didn't know what to do. Generally speaking, in this case, being able to make up the middle requires not only skill, but also good luck. He took a deep breath and started to play. Rhythmic walk.

The bowling ball was steadily sent out by Zhou Jing from the right side of the fairway without making a sound. It seemed that he hit a very ordinary straight ball, but Gibbs' eyes tightened when he saw it.

The ball hit the No. 7 pin on the left side along a straight line from the right side. For a while, everyone present held their breath and their eyes followed the direction of the bowling ball. Shirley was even more nervous. His heart was beating so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Under everyone's gaze, the bowling ball rubbed against the side of the No. 7 pin and rolled into the back of the fairway. The strong rotation caused the No. 7 pin to fly into the air and hit the left baffle. Bottle No. 10 on the right completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing this unbelievable scene, everyone present was dumbfounded. It wasn't until Zhou Jing walked down the fairway and made a yes sign to Crystal and Shirley that everyone finally reacted.

"Dafa, Ouba, you are too powerful, you can hit it like this." Crystal was the first to jump up excitedly.

Zhou Jing was also very happy at the moment. After all, he was really lucky to be able to achieve this result. After he slapped Jing Jing, Zhou Jing picked up the ball from the conveyor belt and walked to Shirley unexpectedly. He reached out in front of him and handed the ball to her.

"The last additional round is up to you to play."

"Mo?" Shirley looked up at Zhou Jing in disbelief, her eyes gradually becoming foggy.

(End of this chapter)