Chapter 837 — Having No Choice but to Concede

This was also why Wei Zhao feared having only one bouncy ball. What if he accidentally sank it into a pocket himself? So he kept pouring energy into the billiard table, letting every ball in motion draw the energy it needed to keep going until it dropped into a pocket and was forcibly stopped.

In an instant, every ball on the table went berserk, as if this were a game of pinball in an arcade machine, and everyone present was left gaping in disbelief!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! This defies all common sense, it violates the law of conservation of energy!" Though Zhen Yingjun was usually an arrogant sort, he was no fool. On the contrary, he knew a fair amount, and he was no empty-headed young master. Seeing the situation before him was simply too absurd, he could no longer contain himself and roared, "Look, everyone! Is this possible? Do you think this makes any sense?"

But after Zhen Yingjun finished speaking, the spectators only stared at him as though he were an idiot. What did he mean, is it possible? The facts were unfolding right before their eyes, and he was still asking whether it was possible—he was plainly talking nonsense with his eyes wide open.

"Possible or not, seeing is believing—are you blind?" said the ruffian whose front tooth had been knocked out. He had lost a tooth and received the same compensation as the burly man who had been struck in the chest, and he was still sore about it, so he deliberately set out to make Zhen Yingjun squirm.

"Exactly. The world is full of wonders—just because you have never seen it does not mean it is impossible! The man can hit a bouncy ball, so are you convinced or not?" another person chimed in.

"Isn't that the truth? Just because you cannot do it does not mean others cannot! What a frog at the bottom of a well!" Once someone spoke up, more and more people joined in.

"You—!" Zhen Yingjun was so furious he nearly rolled his eyes back and fainted. "Wah, yah, yah, yah! I am dying of anger! What do you people know? A pack of illiterates—such a ball simply does not exist!"

"Does not exist?" Being called illiterates instantly riled the spectators. "I think you are the one having a psychotic hallucination! The facts are right there before your eyes, yet you insist they do not exist. Truly… ah, so young and already a fool. What a pity, what a pity!"

Zhen Yingjun watched the balls on the table dwindle one after another, and there was nothing he could do! Though he did not understand what was happening, he could find no flaw in it. After all, no one was touching the balls on the table now, and even if someone were, Zhen Yingjun did not believe anyone could manipulate every single ball and keep them moving without end!

"Phew!" Zhen Yingjun let out a long breath. He knew that staying in the billiard hall any longer would only bring him shame and disgrace. He was certain to lose this game, with not the slightest chance of a comeback! He had not even taken his shot, yet the balls on the table would one by one turn into bouncy balls and sink themselves into the pockets. If he waited any longer, he would still lose without question. So Zhen Yingjun simply conceded outright: "Fine, I lose. It is only twenty thousand yuan, isn't it? I will give it to you!"

Zhen Yingjun was straightforward about it. To welch on a debt at this moment would damage his reputation. If these people spread the word that the vice president of the Donghai City Billiards Association had lost a game and refused to pay, he would never be able to show his face again!

Zhen Yingjun opened his wallet, took a look, and found he did not have quite enough. So he said to Zou Ruoguang, who stood not far behind him, "Brother Zou, lend me twenty thousand yuan for now. I will withdraw some and pay you back in a little while!"

Zou Ruoguang did not dare disobey. He hurried to the counter, took out twenty thousand yuan, and handed it to Zhen Yingjun. "Young Master Jun… here you are…"

Zhen Yingjun took the money and handed it straight to Shen Yushu. "Here is your money. I concede. But do not let me find out you were cheating, or else—hmph, hmph!"

Zhen Yingjun did not say the threat outright, but he was already seething. He had no intention of letting Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu off easily, yet in front of the crowd he could not say so openly, and could only strike in secret.

Having paid, Zhen Yingjun had no face to remain in the billiard hall either. Seeing the mockery on everyone's faces, a surge of fury rose in his heart. He strode quickly over to the beverage counter, casually pulled a bottle from the cooler, opened it, and gulped it all down; it cooled his temper somewhat. He did not even pay for it, and turning on his heel went straight out of the entertainment center through the side door by the billiard hall!

He felt stifled inside and wanted to get out for some fresh air; staying any longer would leave him thoroughly uncomfortable! Because losing the match had cost him face, he did not ask Zou Ruoguang to accompany him, but went out of the billiard hall alone.

Shen Yushu did not actually care about the twenty thousand yuan. If she cared about money, she would not have ignored the game tokens that had come spewing out of the gambling machines in the arcade earlier. She only cared about the thrill of winning the match!

"Who would have thought that I, Genius Shu, am so formidable at everything I do!" Shen Yushu stuffed the twenty thousand yuan straight into Wei Zhao's hands and said, "No more playing, no more playing. It is no fun at all—nothing is a challenge for me. I am hungry. Let us go home and eat!"

"Heh…" Wei Zhao casually took the money and followed behind Shen Yushu and the eldest young lady toward the side door of the billiard hall as well. Going out by the side door led straight out of the entertainment center, so there was no need to pass through the arcade again.

"What Genius Shu? It was only Wei Zhao's help," Gu Mengyao said. Though she did not know how Wei Zhao had pulled it off, she knew this business had surely been his doing—nine parts out of ten certain.

"Oh, I know. Arrow-Brand Brother is by my side, and after he grants me power, I become Genius Shu!" Shen Yushu said carelessly.

"…" Gu Mengyao was rather speechless. She thought to herself, how is it that Xiaoshu seems even more conceited than Zhen Yingjun? And this is supposed to be Genius Shu?

Zhen Yingjun came out of the billiard hall and immediately ran into an old woman who collected refuse. She was disabled from the aftereffects of a stroke—not only was her mouth crooked, but one of her feet was not very nimble. At this moment she was laboriously holding a woven plastic sack, picking up mineral water bottles and drink cans.

"Young man, could you let me have that drink bottle of yours?" the old woman asked, stepping forward when she saw Zhen Yingjun come out of the billiards hall with an empty bottle in his hand. As a rule, people handed her their empty bottles readily enough; after all, finding a trash bin was a nuisance, and giving them to her was as good as a good deed.

But Zhen Yingjun was in a foul temper just then, and a half-paralyzed old woman shuffling up to him out of nowhere gave him a start; on top of that, she wanted to snatch the bottle from his hand. Zhen Yingjun flew into a rage and kicked at the woven plastic bag in her hand.