Almighty Sportsman
Chapter 27 I am the champion! (Add more for the rewarding boss)
Chapter 27 I am the champion! (Add more for the rewarding boss)
Yi Qian looked at the ball.
The white ball and the No. 8 ball form an angle of about 45 degrees, and the distance between them is about 1 meters.
It's hard to say, even beginners with slightly better accuracy occasionally score this kind of goal.
It's not difficult to say, even a professional player, a world champion, would not dare to score lightly when faced with this kind of ball in the final.
Yi Qian remembered the year when he was taking tutoring in the third year of high school. During extracurricular activities, he came into contact with billiards.
He was dull by nature, and his physical fitness was also very poor at that time. He wore thick glasses and dared not confront others when playing basketball.
As for playing football, I grew up in the countryside and have hardly seen football. I can only watch with admiration the children in the county galloping and laughing on the field.
Only billiards is low-key and unassuming.
But it was full of quiet confrontation, which made Yi Gan fall in love with him immediately.
In the third year of high school, he studied hard and had little free time, but occasionally playing billiards with his classmates still brought him a lot of joy.
After I went to college, although I had more time, computer games took up almost all of my free time.
In addition, the students in the same dormitory do not like to play billiards.
In a strange city, facing a strange high-end golf room, Yi Gan's eager heart slowly cooled down.
After work, Yi Gan, who has no other hobbies, regained his love for billiards.
He didn't have the basic skills he had practiced since he was a child, he didn't have years of battle experience, and he didn't even have a so-called master.
Relying on my own exploration and enjoying the wonderful performances of the stars in the video, I slowly realized it by myself.
Yi Gan has been playing for more than ten years, and he is just an amateur who can barely get started.
until the system is encountered.
Everything becomes different.
He has unlimited possibilities. He has practiced countless times in the past few days and confronted Zhang Fei countless times.
The masters who were once high and unreachable in the ball room were defeated one by one by myself.
Ma Chenyang, who can only be seen in professional competitions in Qinchuan Province now, is fighting fiercely with himself.
"I like billiards, I am improving, I can win!"
All falsehoods become clear.
At this time, Yi Qian only had the white ball and the eight-ball in his eyes.
The hustle and bustle of the ball room, the frolicking in the live broadcast room, Zhang Fei's anticipation, and Ma Chenyang's nervousness.
Everything has nothing to do with him.
The scenes of the system correcting and guiding myself after practicing the ball emerged one by one.
His actions of aiming and standing seemed to be gradually overlapping with the virtual figure in the scene.
That may be O'Sullivan, who has 37 ranking championships, or Robertson, whose posture is unparalleled in the world.
It could also be the easy dry of the future.
A childish voice broke the tranquility of the ball room.
"Dad, this uncle looks so handsome!"
Said a six-year-old little girl carved with jade.
The middle-aged man with the little girl in his arms quickly raised his fingers in a gesture of silence, and said softly, "Be good, baby, uncle is playing, let's watch quietly."
The little girl nodded heavily, and quickly closed her pink mouth, her fleshy little hands pressed tightly in front of her mouth.
Yiqian in the state of human-ball integration, every movement is full of coordinated rhythm.
His stance, his dribble, his shot.
The moment the white ball was hit, such a thought came to everyone's mind.
"Here's the ball!"
Ma Chenyang was taken aback by his erratic thoughts, and quickly looked at the past carefully.
The white ball clings to the Taiwan mud and rolls at a constant speed, as smoothly as sliding on ice.
When the white ball touches the black [-]-ball, it separates from the [-]-ball and splits into two.
The white ball bounced ten centimeters away from the corner of the right pocket, bounced up again instantly, and slowly stopped in the middle of the table.
And the No. [-] ball carries sustenance and hope, and the black figure is like a galloping horse.
"clang!"
The eight ball is hollowed into the bag!
The crisp sound of entering the bag brought victory and announced the end of the game.
"Clap clap clap..."
The applause of everyone in the ball room sounded instantly, like a drizzle turning into a rapid torrential rain.
"Easy to do awesome!"
Several young lads congratulated at the top of their voices, as if they were happier than they won the championship.
Zhang Fei's applause was the loudest and most urgent. Liu Yun next to him was desperately trying to keep up with Zhang Fei's rhythm, and his face flushed red in a hurry.
"I never expected, la la la la la..."
"Amateur players beat professional players. I can't even write this script—a screenwriter who didn't want to be named passed by."
"A shocking reversal, the professional star lost sadly, I didn't expect the champion to be him!"
The barrage in the live broadcast room is full of all kinds of joy.
Ma Chenyang was devastated, never expecting this result.
"How could this be?"
When Yi Qian cleared Taiwan and took the lead, he didn't take it seriously.
When Yi Qian hit double match point strongly, he was still waiting for a mistake.
When Yi Gan scored a miraculous goal, he was still full of confidence in himself.
But when Yi Qian scored the final eighth ball, there was no foul on the white ball.
At the end of the game, he had to accept the result.
He lost this game!
He, Ma Chenyang, is a professional player who has practiced professionally for nearly ten years.
Qin Chuan hopeful star from snooker.
Qin Chuan No.1 to Chinese eight ball.
No.1 in the five northwestern provinces.
He has won countless honors and received countless cheers.
He has countless fans and billiards fans who support him.
It's not like he hasn't lost.
In this province, there is also a slightly inferior but similar Hao Yue who has been catching up with him.
He and himself are known as "Qinchuan Gemini".
Although the opponent loses more than he wins against himself, he can still win two or three championships a year.
I am in Shanghai, in the capital, facing the best players from all over the country, the first shots from all over the country, and even the national champion and world champion.
He is also weak and weak, and when he loses the game sadly.
But those failures are the daily routine of high-intensity confrontation among professional players.
He lost to someone who was similar to him, or even stronger than him. It is normal for him to be inferior to others after working hard.
But now, he actually lost to an amateur player, an ordinary club member in a remote area, a billiard desert area.
Although there is a handicap condition, under such a handicap condition, he still has an almost crushing advantage.
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it.
I played almost perfectly, but I still lost!
"Yi Qian kicked off and cleared the table, the score was 9-8."
"The game is over, Yi Qian wins!"
Liu Yun's hysterical result announced that Ma Chenyang was rescued from the pain.
He lifted up slowly, forcing a smile on his face.
Come over and shake hands with Yi Qian.
Yi Qian felt that every cell in his body was exploding, filled with an indescribable sense of happiness.
He wanted to call out, but he couldn't call out.
He wanted to jump up, but he was so stiff that he couldn't move his legs.
"I won, I am the champion!"
He only knew that he had won, that he had won the championship!
After playing for more than ten years, I finally won my first championship in my life!
I defeated the professional players, the first shot in Northwest!
At the same time, when the last number eight ball was scored, the system prompts started ringing like jingle bells.
"Ding, complete a game and get 95 yuan (the difficulty of being handed over is reduced, the reward is reduced by 40%, and the actual reward is 57 yuan)!"
"Ding, clear the table with one shot in a game, and get 457 yuan (the difficulty of being handed over is reduced, the reward is reduced by 40%, and the actual reward is 274 yuan)!"
"Get props: 16-year-old Ma Chenyang's practice experience!"
"Get Achievement: I'm a Champion (Junior)!"
"Complete the promotion task: win the championship of this competition!"
"Get the promotion task reward: the level of billiards is increased by one level (manual activation is required to take effect, and it can only be used before the professional level)."
"Won a small event championship, reward 1 championship point!"
The author didn't care about eating, so he quickly coded a chapter to add more rewards for the two big guys, Chongchong Yudong and book friend 20190514, thank you for your support!
(End of this chapter)
Yi Qian looked at the ball.
The white ball and the No. 8 ball form an angle of about 45 degrees, and the distance between them is about 1 meters.
It's hard to say, even beginners with slightly better accuracy occasionally score this kind of goal.
It's not difficult to say, even a professional player, a world champion, would not dare to score lightly when faced with this kind of ball in the final.
Yi Qian remembered the year when he was taking tutoring in the third year of high school. During extracurricular activities, he came into contact with billiards.
He was dull by nature, and his physical fitness was also very poor at that time. He wore thick glasses and dared not confront others when playing basketball.
As for playing football, I grew up in the countryside and have hardly seen football. I can only watch with admiration the children in the county galloping and laughing on the field.
Only billiards is low-key and unassuming.
But it was full of quiet confrontation, which made Yi Gan fall in love with him immediately.
In the third year of high school, he studied hard and had little free time, but occasionally playing billiards with his classmates still brought him a lot of joy.
After I went to college, although I had more time, computer games took up almost all of my free time.
In addition, the students in the same dormitory do not like to play billiards.
In a strange city, facing a strange high-end golf room, Yi Gan's eager heart slowly cooled down.
After work, Yi Gan, who has no other hobbies, regained his love for billiards.
He didn't have the basic skills he had practiced since he was a child, he didn't have years of battle experience, and he didn't even have a so-called master.
Relying on my own exploration and enjoying the wonderful performances of the stars in the video, I slowly realized it by myself.
Yi Gan has been playing for more than ten years, and he is just an amateur who can barely get started.
until the system is encountered.
Everything becomes different.
He has unlimited possibilities. He has practiced countless times in the past few days and confronted Zhang Fei countless times.
The masters who were once high and unreachable in the ball room were defeated one by one by myself.
Ma Chenyang, who can only be seen in professional competitions in Qinchuan Province now, is fighting fiercely with himself.
"I like billiards, I am improving, I can win!"
All falsehoods become clear.
At this time, Yi Qian only had the white ball and the eight-ball in his eyes.
The hustle and bustle of the ball room, the frolicking in the live broadcast room, Zhang Fei's anticipation, and Ma Chenyang's nervousness.
Everything has nothing to do with him.
The scenes of the system correcting and guiding myself after practicing the ball emerged one by one.
His actions of aiming and standing seemed to be gradually overlapping with the virtual figure in the scene.
That may be O'Sullivan, who has 37 ranking championships, or Robertson, whose posture is unparalleled in the world.
It could also be the easy dry of the future.
A childish voice broke the tranquility of the ball room.
"Dad, this uncle looks so handsome!"
Said a six-year-old little girl carved with jade.
The middle-aged man with the little girl in his arms quickly raised his fingers in a gesture of silence, and said softly, "Be good, baby, uncle is playing, let's watch quietly."
The little girl nodded heavily, and quickly closed her pink mouth, her fleshy little hands pressed tightly in front of her mouth.
Yiqian in the state of human-ball integration, every movement is full of coordinated rhythm.
His stance, his dribble, his shot.
The moment the white ball was hit, such a thought came to everyone's mind.
"Here's the ball!"
Ma Chenyang was taken aback by his erratic thoughts, and quickly looked at the past carefully.
The white ball clings to the Taiwan mud and rolls at a constant speed, as smoothly as sliding on ice.
When the white ball touches the black [-]-ball, it separates from the [-]-ball and splits into two.
The white ball bounced ten centimeters away from the corner of the right pocket, bounced up again instantly, and slowly stopped in the middle of the table.
And the No. [-] ball carries sustenance and hope, and the black figure is like a galloping horse.
"clang!"
The eight ball is hollowed into the bag!
The crisp sound of entering the bag brought victory and announced the end of the game.
"Clap clap clap..."
The applause of everyone in the ball room sounded instantly, like a drizzle turning into a rapid torrential rain.
"Easy to do awesome!"
Several young lads congratulated at the top of their voices, as if they were happier than they won the championship.
Zhang Fei's applause was the loudest and most urgent. Liu Yun next to him was desperately trying to keep up with Zhang Fei's rhythm, and his face flushed red in a hurry.
"I never expected, la la la la la..."
"Amateur players beat professional players. I can't even write this script—a screenwriter who didn't want to be named passed by."
"A shocking reversal, the professional star lost sadly, I didn't expect the champion to be him!"
The barrage in the live broadcast room is full of all kinds of joy.
Ma Chenyang was devastated, never expecting this result.
"How could this be?"
When Yi Qian cleared Taiwan and took the lead, he didn't take it seriously.
When Yi Qian hit double match point strongly, he was still waiting for a mistake.
When Yi Gan scored a miraculous goal, he was still full of confidence in himself.
But when Yi Qian scored the final eighth ball, there was no foul on the white ball.
At the end of the game, he had to accept the result.
He lost this game!
He, Ma Chenyang, is a professional player who has practiced professionally for nearly ten years.
Qin Chuan hopeful star from snooker.
Qin Chuan No.1 to Chinese eight ball.
No.1 in the five northwestern provinces.
He has won countless honors and received countless cheers.
He has countless fans and billiards fans who support him.
It's not like he hasn't lost.
In this province, there is also a slightly inferior but similar Hao Yue who has been catching up with him.
He and himself are known as "Qinchuan Gemini".
Although the opponent loses more than he wins against himself, he can still win two or three championships a year.
I am in Shanghai, in the capital, facing the best players from all over the country, the first shots from all over the country, and even the national champion and world champion.
He is also weak and weak, and when he loses the game sadly.
But those failures are the daily routine of high-intensity confrontation among professional players.
He lost to someone who was similar to him, or even stronger than him. It is normal for him to be inferior to others after working hard.
But now, he actually lost to an amateur player, an ordinary club member in a remote area, a billiard desert area.
Although there is a handicap condition, under such a handicap condition, he still has an almost crushing advantage.
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it.
I played almost perfectly, but I still lost!
"Yi Qian kicked off and cleared the table, the score was 9-8."
"The game is over, Yi Qian wins!"
Liu Yun's hysterical result announced that Ma Chenyang was rescued from the pain.
He lifted up slowly, forcing a smile on his face.
Come over and shake hands with Yi Qian.
Yi Qian felt that every cell in his body was exploding, filled with an indescribable sense of happiness.
He wanted to call out, but he couldn't call out.
He wanted to jump up, but he was so stiff that he couldn't move his legs.
"I won, I am the champion!"
He only knew that he had won, that he had won the championship!
After playing for more than ten years, I finally won my first championship in my life!
I defeated the professional players, the first shot in Northwest!
At the same time, when the last number eight ball was scored, the system prompts started ringing like jingle bells.
"Ding, complete a game and get 95 yuan (the difficulty of being handed over is reduced, the reward is reduced by 40%, and the actual reward is 57 yuan)!"
"Ding, clear the table with one shot in a game, and get 457 yuan (the difficulty of being handed over is reduced, the reward is reduced by 40%, and the actual reward is 274 yuan)!"
"Get props: 16-year-old Ma Chenyang's practice experience!"
"Get Achievement: I'm a Champion (Junior)!"
"Complete the promotion task: win the championship of this competition!"
"Get the promotion task reward: the level of billiards is increased by one level (manual activation is required to take effect, and it can only be used before the professional level)."
"Won a small event championship, reward 1 championship point!"
The author didn't care about eating, so he quickly coded a chapter to add more rewards for the two big guys, Chongchong Yudong and book friend 20190514, thank you for your support!
(End of this chapter)
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