bayedsolid Chapter 262 Are you worried about me?
Chapter 262 Are you worried about me?
The bodyguard expertly positioned the ball and pushed the tripod forward with quick, clean movements.
Then, there was a loud and crisp "pop" sound, and the balls that were originally neatly arranged in a triangle were instantly blown apart and scattered in every corner of the table. Two of the full-color balls fell into the pockets.
Situ Heli raised his eyebrows and sighed, "Of course, Master Jian."
Jian Shaoyang curled his lips and stretched out his hand to Bai Yu, "Come."
Bai Yu pointed at the tip of his nose, "Me?" He waved his hands quickly, "No, no, no, you guys are betting so big, I won't hold you back."
It's still okay to play with bets of tens or hundreds, but these two are betting luxury cars and yachts, and their hands are shaking when betting millions.
Jian Shaoyang: "It doesn't matter, just hit me as you like."
Bai Yu hesitated for a moment, walked over, bent down, aimed the cue at the white ball, and poked it hard, but it didn't go in.
He turned his head and looked at Jian Shaoyang cautiously, like a child who had made a mistake. Jian Shaoyang just smiled at him faintly, which made him feel a little guilty.
Situ Heli motioned to Xia Lingfei: "You come."
Xia Lingfei walked over with a calm face and actually scored five and a half colored balls in a row. Situ Heli was secretly happy in his heart: It's settled!
He nodded in appreciation to Xia Lingfei, "Hahaha, not bad, brother."
It was Jian Shaoyang's turn. Bai Yu grabbed the corner of his clothes and whispered to him, "I forgot to tell you that Ah Fei is very good at playing billiards. What should I do?"
Jian Shaoyang seemed to have achieved some kind of goal. He stared at Bai Yu's face with bright eyes and smiled, "Are you worried about me?"
Bai Yu nodded.
"It's okay." Jian Shaoyang touched his face: "You should come and fight, don't be afraid."
Bai Yu was under so much pressure that he could even hear his own accelerated heartbeat clearly.
A Cullinan!
He picked a full-colored ball very close to the hole, slowly bent down, with the right movements and posture, his eyes fixed on the white ball, and then poked it hard - a slam dunk.
Bai Yu was deflated and looked frustrated.
"Hahahaha..." Situ Heli wiped the head of the golf club with clever powder and laughed wildly, "Master Jian, there's no need to give in to me. It's so boring."
Then he cleared the remaining half-colored balls, and when he hit the eight ball, he did not forget to wink at Jian Shaoyang.
In the first game, Situ He won immediately.
It was Situ Heli's turn to start, and he scored three and a half colored balls.
Bai Yu curled her lips and looked at Jian Shaoyang: "I don't dare to fight anymore, you fight first."
They were timid because they were new to the game, and the stakes were too high.
Jian Shaoyang smiled, led him to the table, pointed at the red ball, and said, "Hit that one."
Bai Yu slowly bent down, and his hands holding the golf club were shaking a little.
Jian Shaoyang stood behind him, leaned over slightly, and pressed his chest against his back.
He could feel Jian Shaoyang's warm breath gently brushing past his ears. Like some kind of magic, his heart, which had been beating violently due to nervousness, instantly stabilized.
"Put your hands lower," Jian Shaoyang's voice was low and gentle. He gently covered the back of his hand with his right hand and applied a little force with his fingertips to adjust his grip.
Jian Shaoyang's palm was large and warm, completely wrapping around his hand, as if conveying some hidden power that made him feel inexplicably at ease.
"Don't be nervous," Jian Shaoyang said again, with a hint of smile in his tone, "Relax, just like this--" He guided his hand and gently pushed the club, and the white ball drew an elegant straight line and accurately hit the target ball.
With a "pop", the ball went into the pocket.
Bai Yu smiled happily and turned to look at Jian Shaoyang.
Jian Shaoyang's gaze moved from the pool table to his face, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and the two of them looked at each other sweetly.
Situ Heli was fed a mouthful of dog food and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey! Can you be serious?"
Xia Lingfei stared at the two men. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. Every beat was accompanied by a sharp dull pain, and his breathing became heavy.
When it was his turn, he performed poorly and only scored one goal.
Bai Yu gained some confidence and scored another goal on his own.
Situ Heli cleared the remaining half-colored balls and the black balls.
In the second game, Situ He won immediately.
He became more and more proud, "Master Jian, if I win another game, your Cullinan will be mine."
Jian Shaoyang just smiled, didn't care, and even let Bai Yu start.
Bai Yu's ball was a little off-target, and the triangular pile of balls wasn't even broken up, let alone a goal.
When it was Xia Lingfei's turn, he scattered the balls and scored two half-colored balls. Then he scored five in a row, leaving only number eight. However, the position of the number eight ball was too tricky and he missed it.
As long as the last black eight ball is hit in, Situ Heli will win.
Situ Heli felt that it was too easy to win like this. From the beginning to the end, it was the rookie Bai Yu who was fighting against the two masters. It felt like an unfair victory and it was really unpleasant.
So, he pointed at Bai Yu and said with a hint of impatience: "Don't hit me anymore!"
Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, "Why?" He finally found the feel.
"No reason! You come and play basketball. How long are you two going to be so annoying?" He said, pointing at Jian Shaoyang, "You come and play!"
Jian Shaoyang curled his lips and revealed an ambiguous smile, which was a bit lazy and calm, "Okay."
He walked to the table, picked up some chalk, and wiped the club head lightly and casually.
Then, he leaned forward slightly, the fabric of his shirt clinging to his back as he moved, outlining the graceful lines of his shoulder blades and spine. His right hand held the club firmly, and his left hand rested lightly on the table, pressing the club with his fingertips, his movements smooth and graceful. His shirt sleeves were casually rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms, with clear muscle lines and a sense of strength.
Bai Yu stood aside, staring at Jian Shaoyang's figure with burning eyes. His expression gradually softened and a faint smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Xia Lingfei turned his head to look at Bai Yu's focused profile, and his heart ached again.
In the billiard room, the atmosphere began to become a little subtle because of Jian Shaoyang's consecutive goals.
Situ Heli, Xia Lingfei and Bai Yu stood aside, holding their golf clubs in their hands, watching with dull eyes as Jian Shaoyang hit the ball into the pocket one after another.
In the third game, Jian Shaoyang won.
In the fourth game, Jian Shaoyang won.
In the fifth game, Jian Shaoyang won.
All in one shot.
Bai Yu was so excited that he was completely fascinated. This guy was so powerful!
Jian Shaoyang came over and patted Situ Heli on the shoulder, "Thank you! My secretary will contact your secretary to handle the yacht transfer procedures." He turned to look at Situ Heli's dull eyes, with a bit of teasing in his smile: "However, I can lend you my Cullinan for a few days."
Then, he looked at Xia Lingfei again and said lightly, "As for the fifty dollars, forget it."
Xia Lingfei's expression became increasingly gloomy, and even the muscles on his cheeks were twitching slightly.
Finally, Jian Shaoyang walked to Bai Yu, put his arm around his waist, and continued to be affectionate, "How is it, wife? Is it awesome?"
Bai Yu stared at Jian Shaoyang's face infatuatedly and nodded, "Great."
Situ Heli covered his heart, feeling so depressed. Why did he feel like he had been cheated?