Do Not Disturb Ascension

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Even if he went to RT-Mart to kill fish for ten years, his heart would never be as cold as it is now. Thinking of the pity and sympathy he felt for them when he first heard these words, he wanted to punch himself twice.

Excuse me.

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He just watched Si Ruochen and his party leave.

Suddenly he understood his father's reluctance every time he mentioned Si Yuanzhou.

He stabbed people all over with a simple understatement.

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Soon, they met again in the billiards area.

Although the theme tonight is a charity auction, after the auction is leisure time, you can choose to have a buffet, watch a performance or have free activities.

The only ones playing table tennis were Yan Qihang and Qiandu Lai. Si Ruochen was answering questions on his mobile phone. At first glance, he would just look like he was playing with his mobile phone.

Zhao Xingye didn't know any friends here. Because he looked cool and irritable, no one talked to him.

If he didn't recognize Si Ruochen, he might start the game and call his new teammates he met in the afternoon.

But now, he just wants to heal the trauma inside.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

Yan Qihang saw that Zhao Xingye kept looking here, that he was not very good at making money, and his stomach kept being hit by the table, so he said hello: "Brother, do you want to play a few games?"

"Come." Zhao Xingye finally walked to the table.

If it were anything else, he would definitely refuse, but billiards is his life. When he was not as tall as the table, his father would put him on the table and let him play against each other. Now he can hit two shots with his eyes closed.

Qiandu came to the side and watched the battle silently. He was already tired. He had not exercised as much in his life as he had done since he met Yan Qihang.

Yan Qihang handed over the club: "I am Yan Qihang."

"Zhao Xingye." Zhao Xingye took it and said his name coldly.

"Brother, your name is okay, it's cool and wild."

"I met a guy named Brother Ye while playing games in the afternoon. He was a very nice person." Yan Qihang laughed.

"Yeah?"

Zhao Xingye's face was expressionless and he couldn't laugh.

He doesn't know how to blow off his vest. He doesn't reveal much information anyway, and the voice in the game is different from the voice in reality, so he shouldn't be recognized.

"Maybe he has a wild name, but he is easy to get along with."

"I'm not very good at this. I don't practice much."

Yan Qihang's tone was casual and he spoke the truth. He prefers table tennis to table tennis, but there is no such place.

Zhao Xingye subconsciously became nervous. Maybe this group of people were just like this. They said they were ordinary, but when they started, the world would fall apart.

He was highly nervous and determined to give his best.

Then, one shot after another, Yan Qihang led.

Zhao Xingye felt more and more guilty the more he was beaten. Wouldn't Yan Qihang let him off first and then do something cruel?

Until he won the game, Yan Qihang did not counterattack.

Zhao Xingye breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that accidents did not happen all the time. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. A winner looked more tired than a loser.

"You played pretty well." Yan Qihang praised.

"You're not bad either." Zhao Xingye was no longer as nervous as before.

At present, it seems that they are getting along well. What happened in the game was a complete accident. If they did not meet tonight, it would be just an insignificant episode in each other's lives.

"Master, let's take two strokes. Don't look at your phone all the time."

Yan Qihang went to call Si Ruochen.

I don't know why today, Si Ruochen was particularly immersed in answering questions and had little interest in other things. Yan Qihang has always advocated a balance between work and rest, so of course he should be asked to come over and play a few games.

"This is my brother, Si Ruochen."

"That's our friend over there, come with the money." Yan Qihang gave a brief introduction, and then let Si Ruochen and Zhao Xingye play two games.

"He doesn't play much, and rarely plays pool." Yan Qihang recalled that Si Ruochen really didn't like playing pool, but he still had no problem playing table tennis.

After Zhao Xingye listened, he felt very relaxed. It was good not to play too much, so he didn't feel any pressure.

Although the relationship between the parents is average, it does not affect their friendship. Thinking about it carefully, when they said they wanted to buy a vase, there was no problem at all. After all, they actually bought the vase. Do what you say and do what you say.

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Yan Qihang and the others played eight-ball, also known as "Black Eight". There are a total of fifteen balls on the table, seven for each side, and the only black ball No. 8 is shared.

Both sides take turns hitting the ball. The first one to score all their own balls, and the last one to score the black ball, will win. Si Ruochen took a few glances between questions and roughly understood the rules.

"You kick off first," Zhao Xingye said modestly.

In the eight-ball method, whoever tees off first will have a slight advantage.

"Concession." Si Ruochen didn't say much. He held the pole sideways and bent slightly, revealing his smooth waistline. He was thin but extremely powerful.

He lightly pressed the table, set up the cue, and aimed at the center point of the first ball. His slender white fingers rested on the dark solid wood cue.

The color table was actually given a high-end feel by him.

Zhao Xingye felt stable as soon as he saw his posture.

It is not the standard gesture commonly used when playing table tennis. The posture is also stretched and casual. Although it is easy to exert force, it looks like a complete amateur.

Brother Ye, this situation is stable:)

Until a crisp hitting sound sounded.

The first ball went straight out accurately, hitting the other balls arranged in a triangle. Under the explosive impact, the other balls scattered, and five of them went straight into the hole. The sound of hitting the hole one after another seemed to play a symphony of victory.

"Beautiful!" Yan Qihang applauded.

Zhao Xingye applauded expressionlessly.

The familiar fear of being dominated came again.

He almost cleared the table at the beginning, so he didn't have to play this round.

There were only fifteen balls in total, and now there are only ten left.

He was just playing a recreational game, not an international competition.

He scored five goals at the beginning.

It shouldn't be, it really shouldn't be.

He was like a primary school student who had just left the novice village, full of confidence, and met a passerby who was a novice, and wanted to show his strengths. Unexpectedly, the passerby was a wild champion, and he was instantly created.

Suddenly I felt so helpless :(

He could not forget this game.

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The pole-end explosion is a difficult way to start the game.

If the operation is not done properly, the pole will fly out and hit the opponent randomly, or the ball will be hit out, and a hole may be dug in the green of the table.

If the operation is done properly, like Si Ruochen, the opponent can be killed directly at the beginning, and the advantage is completely occupied.

Si Ruochen scored five balls at the start, three of which were color-matching and two were full-color. He had to choose one side and then continue to hit.

If you choose color-matching, there are only four balls left to hit, which will be more advantageous. Moreover, the positions of the color-matching balls are also good, and the chances of winning are very high.

But Si Ruochen chose full-color, and there are still five balls left to hit.

Zhao Xingye was in a complicated mood, just as he let Si Ruochen start the game first and chose to give the advantage to Si Ruochen. At this moment, Si Ruochen also left the advantage to He.

Zhao Xingye felt powerless, wanting to be angry but not being able to, wanting to scold but having no reason, and even felt that Si Ruochen was easy to get along with.

How could there be such a person!

This was the first time he had experienced the feeling of love and hate.

Of course, the latter soon gained the upper hand.

After Si Ruochen teed off, he scored another full-color ball with his first shot.

If he scored and did not violate the rules, he could make consecutive shots.

He still played the second shot and scored two full-color balls.

Now, there were only two full-color balls left on the field.

If these two balls went in again and the black ball was finally scored, Si Ruochen would win the game, and Zhao Xingye did not even touch the consecutive shots.

Si Ruochen hesitated for a second between deliberately committing a foul and ending the game, and Zhao Xingye called him: "You continue."

Si Ruochen ended the game with two shots, and Zhao Xingye felt complicated.

What kind of person is this! People like this should be arrested and sent to plot against foreign countries Why would a professional player suddenly appear in such an occasion!

"Too cool." Qian Dulai was already dazzled. This level of battle, you can watch it live without buying a ticket, who knows!

"Suddenly I think table tennis is also very interesting." Yan Qihang was dazzled, especially the explosive ball at the beginning, which directly scored five goals, so cool.

"Yes, it's very interesting." As an insider, Zhao Xingye naturally knows the difficulty of that kind of opening method. Even if this level is put on the professional field, the opponent cannot resist it.

Si Ruochen's eyes seem to have built-in aiming and parabola functions, and can also draw force analysis diagrams. He can calculate the trajectory with a light glance and easily send the ball to the desired direction with one shot.

"You must be good at math, right?" Zhao Xingye asked.

"I don't know." Si Ruochen didn't go to school, so there is no comparison.

Zhao Xingye didn't ask again , I already understood in my heart. "I don't know" means very powerful, completely beyond the normal level.

He can finally communicate well with Si Ruochen now, and understand the other party's language habits and behavior patterns.

He can only listen to half of Si Ruochen's words. It's normal for him, but it's like a god descending to earth for others.

The three of them were all impressed by that shot, and they couldn't let it go for a long time.

But this kind of occasion is not suitable for practicing standing pole tail explosion. The billiard ball is a bit heavy. If it hits a passing guest, it may hit the other party's head and bleed.

The four people were hesitating whether to find a place to play poker or Werewolf, and Si Yuanzhou and his group came over.

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"Mr. Si, do you want to play a game of snooker?"

Zhao Mingduan watched Zhao Xingye and Si Ruochen playing billiards from a distance, thinking that his Xiaoye would definitely win miserably.

He is not as good as others in the business world, but he will never lose in billiards.

"I rarely have time to play billiards."