In fact, Song Ye couldn't tell what was wrong with this kind of step-by-step teaching.
Although Qin Zhan pressed her, the two of them did not touch except for their hands. Moreover, she was still the other's nominal brother, and their revolutionary friendship was as pure as boiled water.
But Song Ye just felt awkward and unaccustomed to it. Maybe it was because of the differences between men and women? Or maybe it's because she rejects physical contact? She couldn't explain it herself.
She couldn't figure it out, but the people around her were already having heart attacks.
No matter how strict Qin Zhan's teaching posture is, it is still the first skill of being a gangster. It is usually a way for playboys to pick up girls in the name of teaching. I never thought that I would see Qin Zhan use this trick in my lifetime.
"Cough cough cough..." At that moment, people drinking beer and water were choking one after another, and the coughs came one after another, and the coughs were rhythmic.
Gao Qin was also stunned. Then he thought of something, curled his lips, and silently read two more words, dirty.
With a snap, the white ball was pushed out and hit the edge of the table. Then it refracted back and hit the colored ball, easily falling into the pocket.
"Understand?" Qin Zhan's voice was low, without any emotion, and could not be called warm.
"Yeah." Song Ye responded, feeling that the cheek being pressed was a little warm. Thinking it was due to Qin Zhan's high body temperature, he moved to one side again, feeling itchy at the base of his ears.
"Don't be crooked." Qin Zhan frowned, realizing that the young man who was always sensible and easy to teach seemed to be in poor condition today, so he lowered his eyes and glanced over, and saw something strange from his ears to his cheeks, "Why is your face so red?"
Song Ye had no choice but to reply: "You're too close, it's hot."
"Well, bear with it." Qin Zhan still had no intention of evacuating, holding Song Ye's hand to adjust the direction.
Qu Bai felt speechless. Ten thousand horses were racing in his heart at this moment. What do you mean if you are too close, it's hot? What is forbearance? It was really surprising that these two people could understand such weird conversations and gestures so seriously.
Wu Xinxin couldn't help but lay on Tan Rui's shoulder, gritting her teeth and twitching her shoulder, laughing so hard that her intestines were about to knot.
Come on, come on, these are two wooden stakes. It’s so funny.
The emotions of everyone watching the battle were strange and unspeakable, but no one dared to speak.
Here, Qin Zhan’s tactical guidance continues, “Keep an eye on the open space over there. Sometimes you don’t need to hit the ball head-on. You just need to pass the side ball to let the color ball go into the pocket. At the same time, set the angle of the next ball. "As he explained, the club in his hand had been pushed out, and he accurately touched the ball on the edge of the pocket, scoring another point.
The two stood up and walked around to the other side. Qin Zhan rubbed powder on the club, while Song Ye watched the distribution of colored balls in the entire situation, and then pointed to a nearby fairway with a colored number: "Should we hit this one first?" , then let the white ball stay in the middle, and then push forward to hit red, blue..." She has simulated the ball path in her mind, and made predictions from the batting order to the ball placement point.
If you follow her way of thinking, it will not be a problem to capture the number eight sunspot. Of course, this victory will also belong to her.
Gao Qin looked on with disdain, "Billiards is not as simple as you think. A newcomer who can't even position the cue well wants to control the strength and angle of the ball. You are too naive. In theory, you are right, think It's perfect, but in terms of operation, without Qin Zhan's help, I'm afraid you won't be able to score a single goal."
It's satire, it's provocative, and it's surprisingly effective.
Taking the club from Qin Zhan, Song Ye expressed his willingness to do it himself, "Next, I'll try it myself."
"Yes." Qin Zhan had no objection and calmly stepped back without any further step-by-step teaching.
Gao Qin raised the corner of his mouth and secretly laughed at Song Ye for being so stupid that he didn't know the heights of the world. He looked so complacent, as if he had 10 million firmly in his pocket.
He has such confidence and capital, because billiards is his strength, can he still be inferior to the novices who have just come into contact with him? joke!
Song Ye didn't pay attention to this man's vanity and self-confidence. He focused his whole body and mind on the battle situation in front of him. He lowered his body, tightened his arms, recalled the strength of Qin Zhan's putt just now, and then grasped the hitting point, finishing it in one go, slender The arm was pulled back without hesitation, and then pushed forward. With a snap, the white ball was hit and quickly hit the red ball. Under the violent impact, the red ball even floated slightly in the air, and then quickly fell into the bag. There was a crisp sound.
Before Gao Qin had time to retract his smile, he watched the white ball return to the center of the table, in exactly the same position.
"I'll go, it's so strong." Wu Xinxin couldn't help but exclaimed, it was hard to believe that someone who had only played two shots could make such a beautiful shot.
In fact, let alone them, even Qin Zhan as the master was a little surprised, but he was more satisfied and happy. From the darts just now, he already knew that Song Ye had excellent control over his head and muscles. The actual test of billiards is accuracy and sensitivity to strength.
As long as you have the angle and are familiar with the weight and feel of the ball, it's not difficult to hit.
Next, Song Ye took the fourth shot without any pause. He also followed the same ball path and landed the ball accurately.
By the fifth shot, her posture was obviously skillful, and her shot speed had also improved. Just like shooting darts, her movements were always fast and accurate.
Gao Qin just watched the ball fall into the bag and listened to the sound of the ball hitting, and then nothing happened.
As the sunspot fell into the bag, Song Ye held up the club and looked at Qin Zhan aside. He raised the corners of his mouth in response to the latter's thumbs up.
The whole place was silent. Jiang Yu on the side looked at the shaky Gao Qin and hurriedly went up to hold him up. Then the two of them couldn't help but tremble when they saw Qin Zhan walking over.
A man always walks with his back straight and his steps calm, like a king who dominates the world, with a strong murderous aura that oppresses people's nerves.
He came to Gao Qin with a cold expression on his face, "I will ask for the IOU personally from the Gao family."
What? Gao Qin was startled, his eyes widened in an instant, and his expression changed color uncontrollably, "No, Qin Zhan, you are trying to kill me, and I will pay you back. You..." You can't go to my house.
Unfortunately, Qin Zhan was not interested in hearing what was to come. He walked back to the table and put away the IOU, "I am willing to admit defeat. This is the rule of the game. If you can win, you will not end up like this. It's a pity..." Here, he glanced over coldly, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "You are worse than trash."