Chapter 318 The aura of domineering power!

The name of Jiba Club is very good. It is not only domineering, but also makes people think a lot. You can remember the name of this club in a moment.

But the uniforms prepared by the club for the female coaches are not as powerful as the club's name. Wang Zhuo believes that it is best to have low-cut and exposed grooves, and you can see the necklines of two snow-white hemispheres, which is suitable for playing billiards!

Unfortunately, his idea can only be yy. Billiards emphasize gentlemanly sports. Female players not only wear shirts and vests meticulously, but also have to tie the collar tightly and even tie a bow tie. It is too unsatisfactory!

But despite this, every time An Qi hits a low body, Wang Zhuo can still appreciate her plump and solid buttocks from the side or back. Thanks to the designer of this outfit, he deprived Wang Zhuo of his right to appreciate the beautiful breasts while fulfilling his obligation to fully demonstrate the beautiful buttocks...

Back to the topic, just as Wang Zhuo was tasting the fragrant flower tea specially sent by the manager, professional player Zhao Zijun made a brilliant debut!

I saw him wearing a snow-white windbreaker, with two bodyguards around him, and four or five people in addition to him, probably friends or other billiards enthusiasts. When he stood in the middle, he had a very strong sense of standing out and full of aura!

"Oh, Zuo Li! The young man seems to be doing well." Wang Zhuo smiled and greeted Zhao Zijun, patting him affectionately on Zhao Zijun's shoulder.

The nickname of Zhao Zijun is mainly used by the people to wash vegetables or catch dumplings. The nickname of Zhao Zijun is just obtained because of his surname Zhao. No one has called him in recent years. People who are familiar with him affectionately call him Jun Ge.

"Uh--" Zhao Zijun was so coquettish that he just appeared on the stage, but was patted on the shoulder and called him the nickname he didn't like to hear the most. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed and frowned and looked at Wang Zhuo.

"Cough!" After seeing Wang Zhuo's appearance clearly, Zhao Zijun coughed awkwardly, pointed at Wang Zhuo and shouted: "Why are you, action guide?"

Wang Zhuo smiled and continued to reveal his shortcomings: "Why can't it be me? I taught you how to use a pole back back back back back back back back back then."

Zhao Zijun was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he thought to himself that he was what you taught him. That was because my buddy was not tall enough back then, and my legs were not long enough when using the back pole!

However, this reason is obviously inconvenient to mention, because it is too shameful! Zhao Zijun coughed again embarrassedly, and smiled unhappily: "What, are you playing in this club now? Playing eight-goal and nine-goals? Or snooker?"

The two of them said one by one, leaving the people from Jiba Club aside. Wang Zhuo did not agree with his behavior of snooker at all, and smiled and said, "Of course you can play snooker, even you can be a professional player. If I practice it, I might be able to be a provincial champion or something."

"Tsk!" Zhao Zijun finally couldn't bear it anymore and stopped pretending to be a big card to play with demeanor, and said with a hum: "I lost to you back then because I just learned it and was not skilled at the time! You said, after I practiced my skills later, have you beat me?"

Wang Zhuo made a haha ​​and directly took this passage: "Okay, okay, the hero will not mention his courage back then, how about the heights on our table?"

"Okay!" Zhao Zijun agreed without saying a word: "What do you say about Caitou?"

Wang Zhuo's eyes rolled and he said, "We don't calculate according to the game, so it's not exciting. Calculate the money by the score of the person who won, and it's one hundred yuan per cent, how about it?"

Zhao Zijun thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Is it a little less? It's less than ten thousand yuan after one round."

"If you think there are fewer things, you can choose the one with more points." Wang Zhuo shrugged happily.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Zhao Zijun slammed his fingers, and had already made up his mind to score more than 100 points.

Surrounded by everyone, Zhao Zijun and Wang Zhuo returned to the ball case in the game just now. Zhao Zijun checked the ball case first, seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and chuckled and said, "Forget it, this is the best case in our city."

Wang Zhuo smiled in his heart. This kid had mastered some speaking skills. If he said that the table was too bad, he not only slapped the face of Jiba Club naked, but also despised the tastes of the members of the club. This sentence of slap and slap highlighted his pretentiousness, did not offend Jiba Club, and even flattered him slightly. His language level could be a new spokesperson for the Ministry of Railways!

"By the way, action guidance." After taking the box containing the club from the follower, Zhao Zijun asked Wang Zhuo: "What is your level in this club?"

Wang Zhuo's lips raised slightly, "If you win, you can go to the next club."

"Oh, that's great." Zhao Zijun glanced around and nodded slightly when he saw no one raises objections.

Regarding Wang Zhuo's attitude, the female manager who became a spectator was speechless. Taizhu couldn't come because of injury. Now the club's highest-level coach An Qi has just lost two games to Wang Zhuo. She had no hope for the match between An Qi and Zhao Zijun. Since Wang Zhuo came out to take on the game, she simply acquiesced without saying a word.

"Let's win two games, I'll find a beauty to toss a coin." Wang Zhuo waved to An Qi with a smile.

"bite!"

The coin flew into the air with a snap and slammed into An Qi's hand.

Zhao Zijun signaled Wang Zhuo with his eyes. Wang Zhuo was not polite to him and said casually: "Back."

The perspective eye can even calculate the depth of the tadpoles in the men's liquid, let alone the coins in An Qi's delicate little hand? So Wang Zhuo walked onto the trolley table, and he chose to kick off the ball first.

In competition with professional players, he was an old opponent he had known for a long time. Wang Zhuo's excitement was completely mobilized, and both mentally and physically were active to the best state.

The perspective eye is fully powered, breaking the entire billiards into a holographic three-dimensional geometric structure diagram. The relationship between the ball, the flatness of the table, the wear of plush, and even the temperature and humidity of the air and the wind power of the indoor air conditioner are completely calculated!

Looking at the club in Wang Zhuo's hand, Zhao Zijun smiled silently. It was a club that was 1.5 meters long. The center of gravity was positioned in the back, and the importance was beyond the common snooker range of 480 grams to 520 grams. It was also a softer maple forest. Just from this club, it can be seen from his level - the soft club that was tilted in the back is also very long, so it would be strange if you don't have a swing if you shoot it!

If he knew that Wang Zhuo's club was just randomly selected on a public club stand not long ago, he would not know what he should think!

Just when he treated Wang Zhuo as a vegetable shrimp, he had a crisp sound and kicked off!

The white ball hit the red ball pile with great force. The huge force made people wonder if it would break one or two balls. Zhao Zijun was a little stunned. It was the first time that he had seen someone use such a great force to kick off the ball. He was simply a rude barbarian!

I saw the white balls, red balls and colorful balls on the table bounced in a burst. Two red balls hit each other in front of the middle bag. One of them stopped at the mouth of the bag, and then another pink ball passed slowly. He gently wiped the red ball next to the mouth of the bag and pushed it into the bag.

Enter?

Zhao Zijun shook his head laughingly, and everyone showed a relaxed and funny expression on their faces. In their opinion, this goal was obviously impossible to be a subjective score, and it belonged to Mengzhong 100%.

After reviewing the situation on the case table, Zhao Zijun found a simple angle between the white ball and the black seven-pointer. There was no obstacle near the bag mouth in front. It seemed that the next black seven will be in, and Wang Zhuo could play a little more.

"Good luck, come again." He smiled and made a gesture of inviting Wang Zhuo, and walked back to the rest seat calmly.

Wang Zhuo, with an ambiguous smile, simply adjusted the gun fans and walked towards the position where he hit Hei Qi.

The winning goal was not only scored a red ball as expected, but also accurately threw the white ball and the black ball out of a perfect angle. His confidence suddenly burst out and his goal had been set from victory to a higher height!

"Bang!"

Hei Qi responded and entered the net. After all the balls on the referee and the counter stopped moving, he added seven points to the "Prince" on the electronic screen!

"Bang!" The red ball was one point. "Bang!" The black ball was another seven points!

"Ba, bha!" "Baa!"

The scoreboard rose back and forth between one and seven points. When the red ball on the table became as loose as a plate of loose sand and the score accumulated to seventy-two points, Zhao Zijun had already stood up with a look of surprise, and the side of the ball table was even silent. Except for Wang Zhuo's bright-tempo batting sound, even a needle could be heard falling to the ground.

"Ba!Ba!"

The total score has exceeded 100. According to Snooker's habit of watching football, the audience should applaud and pay tribute to the contestants who scored "one shot exceeds 100" and thank him for bringing such a wonderful performance to everyone.

But everyone forgot about this. Even Wang Zhuo, who was concentrating on hitting the ball, did not pay attention to this detail. He didn't even leave time for the audience to applaud, and scored the 105th point!

The referee no longer knew how many times he had added a black ball, but he clearly remembered that except for the seven-point black ball, none of the other five colors of colored balls had been added. In other words, the priest had never played any other colored balls except the seven-point black balls!

His goal is 147 points!

After one hundred points, will 147 still be far away? The answer is obviously no. In everyone's shocked, surprised, and incredible eyes, Wang Zhuo quickly let all the red balls "off" and then hit all the five yellow, green, coffee, blue and pink balls in order. He shot the black seven-pointer in the last shot, and threw the white ball back to the kick-off position. He stopped without bias and played a beautiful flower job!

"Full pole!"

Someone suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice. It was obvious that he forgot to swallow his saliva when he saw the wonderful part just now. After a long time, his voice became hoarse.
Chapter completed!