Chapter 831 — Activated Billiards
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There was nothing for it—Wei Zhao rose and walked over, took his place at the edge of the billiard table, and leaned both hands on it.
"What are you doing?" Zhen Yingjun had not expected Wei Zhao to suddenly interfere. He had conducted himself as a gentleman throughout, resorting to no force—what business did Wei Zhao have poking his nose in?
"Nothing. Just watching." Wei Zhao spoke coolly. "What—you two play, and I can't even watch? I'm watching to see whether you cheat."
"Fine! Watch, watch all you like!" Hearing that Wei Zhao only meant to watch—and that he was watching for cheating—Zhen Yingjun paid him no more mind. What could he possibly see? Besides, driving him off would only make it look as though he had something to hide.
Earlier, Zhen Yingjun had assumed Wei Zhao meant to play on behalf of Gu Mengyao or Shen Yushu, and that he would never have allowed—because Zhen Yingjun had no idea of Wei Zhao's skill, and who was to say the man was not a billiards ace? How could he let Wei Zhao ruin a beauty who was all but within his grasp?
But Wei Zhao showed no intention of interfering, and Zhen Yingjun paid him no further mind, addressing Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu directly: "You two break first. I'll spot you three shots!"
Normally, a skilled billiards player could sink a ball on the break, but Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu plainly could not—they simply did not have the technique yet, so the opening gave them no advantage whatsoever. Still, Zhen Yingjun had declared that he would spot Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu three shots apiece, which made six shots in all—a generous handicap indeed, and proof enough of how conceited Zhen Yingjun was.
"Crack!"
Shen Yushu broke, scattering the balls in the middle of the table into chaos, yet not a single one dropped into a pocket.
Then it was Gu Mengyao's turn. She too aimed at a ball of her own suit and struck, but her aim and her force were both off, and the ball wound up nowhere near the pocket.
After that it was Shen Yushu's turn again. Yet this light, gentle shot of hers, though it failed to sink a ball of her suit, sent that ball caroming wildly back and forth across the table, as though it had come alive...
Shen Yushu was dumbstruck, and so was Gu Mengyao, while Zhen Yingjun, standing to one side, gaped at the scene as well! What on earth was going on? Would this ball never stop? How could Shen Yushu possibly have put that much force into it? To send the ball flying like this and still it would not stop? RO