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Chapter 137 Billiards: A Game Without Science

"Don't come any closer! Hey, don't come any closer! Did you hear me?!"

Inside the room, the Sichuan girl circled the coffee table and the pillar, and finally hid in the bathroom, picked up the toilet plunger, and only then did she intimidate Director Wang.

"Why are you running away? Didn't Lao Mo tell me to have a keen eye for spotting beautiful women around me? Now that I think about it, the only ones around me I need to find are probably just women, right?" Director Wang said matter-of-factly.

Lin Mo sighed, not wanting to say anything at all. Luckily, he and Chuan Mei didn't remind this guy. He was just accompanying the girl out to play, and then he ended up looking at other girls. How could he remind him?

In today's society, especially when going to crowded water parks, does he really think people are scared?

Watching Director Wang, who was shouting that he wanted to find a girlfriend while blocking a Sichuan girl in the bathroom, Lin Mo shook his head. Sure enough, Director Wang was the kind of person who wouldn't dare to boil water when he was home alone, because then there would be two useless people in the house.

But it's still acceptable. After all, people live to die in their own way. It doesn't matter if you're not ambitious; it's already amazing that you still have breath.

"Old Mo said you should go find him, why are you looking for me?" The Sichuan girl gripped the plunger tightly, trying to give herself a sense of security.

After all, given their physiques, Director Wang could promote them in no time.

Promote him, get him moving!
Compared to Director Wang's physique, the Sichuan girl was no bigger than a little chick; when things got serious, he was quite flustered.

"Didn't you say that what Lao Mo said made no mistake? I thought you agreed with him," Director Wang sneered.

He simply wanted to teach the Sichuan girl a lesson and get revenge for what he had done earlier, since he was the one who took the toilet paper and made her sit on the toilet for an hour.

"Alright, don't drag me into this. You two have fun. I'm going upstairs." Lin Mo tidied up the calligraphy copybooks, got up, and left.

We can't stay here for now, since the two of them might start a full-blown fight soon, which would be quite an eyesore.

"Hey? What are you doing upstairs? Is Sister Yuan back?"

"Yeah, why didn't Sister Yuan call us when she came back!"

Upon hearing this, the two men immediately looked over, and the tense atmosphere vanished.

After all, these past two days, he and Miss Yuan have been in the city, while these two have been at home, either shooting footage or editing videos; they're practically bored to death.

"No, I just went upstairs to take care of something."

Lin Mo casually took the banner and certificate of honor with him, intending to throw them up there. He planned to find some time to buy a house for himself and take the Chuangjie Mountain house with him.

After all, as time goes on, he will buy more and more things in the shopping mall, and he will need to find a place to put them.

He'd been so caught up in the stock market and Zhang Wei's blind date these past few days that he'd completely forgotten about it. He'd have to bring it up when Miss Yuan came back next time.

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Mo: "So?"

“We want to go too!” Chuanmei said, and Director Wang nodded repeatedly.

The two men were extremely envious of the Imperial Armor upstairs, but they hadn't been able to go up and see it these past two days since Miss Yuan had been away.

Three minutes later, the three arrived at Miss Yuan's secret base.

"Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse; one look at his appearance and then at his clothes. He thinks about it during the day and cries about it at night, and dreams of going to the capital."

"Once my feet are off the ground, the virus shuts down, and nothing can get through, hooray~"

Chuanmei and Wang Chu looked at Lin Mo sitting on the sofa with constipated expressions, holding the black eight of a pool ball and talking to it. Anyone who didn't know better would think that a mentally ill person had escaped.

Lin Mo didn't want to either, but he had no choice. The skills had already been given to him, so he had to accept them.
He's already watched ten videos of billiards matches, what's another ten minutes?
He talked to Hei Ba for ten minutes without saying what he wanted to say. It was only because the "Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica" that Professor Li gave him wasn't with him that he could have explained to Hei Ba what traditional Chinese medicine is.

"No injections, no medicine, just sitting and chatting with you, treating you through conversation—that's called talk therapy."

Seeing Lin Mo like this, Chuanmei couldn't help but say, "Hey, what's possessing you? If you don't play billiards, just leave it there. If the two of us play, this black eight will rot in the factory if it knows that it will not only be beaten but also nagged."

“Exactly, what are you talking to the ball about? Do you think it can understand what you’re saying?” Director Wang chimed in from the side.

Hearing this, Lin Mo looked up at the two of them and said, "Don't you understand what it means for everything to have a spirit? What if it understands?"
And also, what I'm saying is, are you two still going to look at that Emperor Armor? If not, I'm leaving soon, okay?

Upon hearing his words, the two were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Sichuan girl: "You think everything has a spirit? You're acting all cultured."

Director Wang: "Even if you take Black Eight to bed, neither of us will admit that you can play billiards!"

As roommates for three years, including Lao Zhao who hasn't returned, the only hobby the four of them had in common was playing video games. As for other things, they each had their own strengths and weaknesses, but it was true that Lin Mo couldn't play billiards.

Of the four, Lao Zhao is good at basketball, Director Wang is good at billiards, Chuanmei has played with sheep dung balls, and Lin Mo has only played with glass marbles.

Of course, the four of them had some different hobbies. For example, Director Wang taught them how to play billiards. Although Lao Zhao and Chuan Mei were not as good as Director Wang, they learned to play quite well and could at least play a few rounds occasionally.

Old Zhao had also taught the three of them basketball. Wang Chu learned it fairly well, but Chuan Mei lost interest after being blocked a lot because of her short stature. As for Lin Mo himself, he was completely uncoordinated and always traveled when he had the ball. The three of them agreed that he was suited for rugby. Of course, with his physique, he could give it a try if he wasn't afraid of dying.

As for the sheep dung ball that the Sichuan girl had picked up, none of the three were very interested. After all, who would mistake a sheep dung ball for a black pearl in milk tea?

He was quite dismissive, but he said he knew how to play table tennis and had come in seventh place in a junior high school class internal challenge, though he hadn't seen him play in the past three years.

On the contrary, Lin Mo doesn't seem to have any mainstream ball skills talent besides glass marbles.

The three even publicly mocked him, saying that playing ball was one thing, but he should hurry up and find a girlfriend, since playing ball might be his only option.

Lin Mo sneered upon hearing this: "Are you challenging me? Fine, I accept your challenge, notary!"

The Sichuan girl raised her hand: "Here!"

“Let’s bet! What shall we bet on? I’ll go first!” Director Wang was not intimidated at all, after all, this was his forte.

Lin Mo: "Whoever wins is the best!"

Director Wang: "Okay, let's do it that way!"

Sichuan girl:.
That's why men love to play those meaningless little bets, with no stakes at all.

"What do you mean by 'you're so great'? Here's the deal: whoever loses has to dress up as a woman on my live stream," Chuanmei suggested.

The bets between friends almost never involve money, at most a meal. But all three of them are lazy and prefer to stay home in this hot weather, so these kinds of fun bets are more practical.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo and Director Wang exchanged a glance, their eyes meeting as if lightning had struck them; clearly, the situation had escalated.

This was no longer a simple gamble, but a battle wagered on dignity. Director Wang waved his hand decisively and said, "Alright, let's do it this way!"

Lin Mo: "No problem, my sword is just as effective!"

Just kidding, he has cheat codes, why would he be afraid of an ordinary person?
"Shall we begin?" Director Wang asked, somewhat impatiently.

Lin Mo shook his head: "Wait a minute!"

"What is it now? You're not going to back out, are you?" Director Wang asked, his eyes wide.

Lin Mo: "No, I'm going to chat with Hei Ba for a while longer, it's not time yet!"

Two people:? ? ?
Finally, ten minutes passed. The two of them were getting really annoyed after listening to Lin Mo muttering to Hei Ba for a full ten minutes.

"Old Mo, don't blame me for being ruthless, you forced me to do this," Director Wang said with a sneer as he wiped the stick head with chalk.

Lin Mo, holding the cue stick with his eyes closed, tried to feel the techniques of Zihan's cueing method, but clearly, there was no change at all. It was completely different from the feeling of knowledge entering his brain before; it was as if there were no techniques at all.

But trusting the shopping page, he remained confident. Anyone can talk big, but whether he wins depends on his ability.

He then looked at the Sichuan girl beside him and said, "Are you any good at being a referee? Watch carefully, don't blow the whistle unfairly!"

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl said with extreme dissatisfaction, "Are you kidding me? I'm a professional, okay?"

First, never act on impulse!

Second, we must never let a single bad deed go unpunished!
Third, the judge's impartiality and eloquence were impeccable; the notary public, Li Shiya, has come to pay her respects!

Two people:
Soon, the match between the two began.

Lin Mo teed off first, missed three shots in a row, and finally managed to break off again, but missed every shot.

Seeing this, Director Wang smiled broadly, feeling that he had the upper hand.

Then they easily scored three goals before turning to the wing, leaving Lin Mo with a very tricky corner kick.

'Snapped'

With a crisp sound of impact, ball number 3 struck three balls in succession and flipped into the middle pocket.

"Huh? You must be stunned!" Director Wang exclaimed, marveling at his incredible luck, and said dismissively.

Then he witnessed something unbelievable. Lin Mo's powerful shots, seemingly without even aiming, somehow managed to land the ball at an unexpected angle, into a hole he never imagined.

He potted six balls in a row, and if he hadn't used a bit too much force on the last shot, the cue ball would have followed, and he would have almost cleared the table.

A Sichuan girl raised her hand: "Selling turtles!"

"No, is this how you play billiards? Referee, say something!" Director Wang asked, looking somewhat confused as he held the cue stick.

Sichuan girl: "They scored a goal, but you didn't say it had to be a goal near the pocket, did you?"

Wang Chu:
He was helpless in the face of this and could only adjust his mindset and get serious. He felt that Lin Mo was just lucky and had no skill at all.

After Wang Chu scored two goals in a row, he directly triggered Zihan's passive skill, "Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix".

The skill description of "Wolong and Fengchu" is that once you commit a foul, your opponent will also commit a foul.

Sichuan girl: "The white ball touched the other person's ball first, you cheat!"

Wang was frustrated, but Lin Mo didn't give him another chance. He took two powerful shots, and the black eight ball was originally going for the middle pocket, but the trajectory was seriously off course. However, by chance, the white ball bounced back and steadily hit the bottom pocket.

Seeing this, Lin Mo raised his palm, not to apologize, but to say, "Brother, you still have a lot of practice to do."

Sichuan girl: "Old Mo wins!"

Wang Chu:
"I refuse to accept this. He just got incredibly lucky. I demand a best-of-three series."

Director Wang was in a hurry. Not only did he want to appear in women's clothing, but he also felt insulted by the billiards game.

What's the difference between this and Liu Xiang racing against a cripple, only to be overtaken by the cripple?
The Sichuan girl looked at Lin Mo: "Does the opponent agree to this request?"

"Agreed, I'll make him admit defeat today!" Lin Mo was full of confidence. He felt that the ball seemed to have its own mind, no matter how he hit it, it would go in, but he just couldn't guess which pocket it would go into.

Soon, the two started another game. This time, Wang broke off and potted two balls in one shot.

Then he chose the smaller ball and scored five in a row before stopping.

Lin Mo picked up his cue and went onto the court. He closed his eyes, took a powerful shot, and the number three ball went steadily into the pocket.

Sichuan girl: "Hey Lao Mo, why are you hitting someone's ball?"

Lin Mo:
Upon seeing this, Wang Chu burst into laughter. He originally had two balls left on the field, but his opponent scored one. Now he only had the last ball, number 1, left. If he could score the black eight ball, he would win.

Most importantly, the number 1 ball is right at the bottom pocket, at an excellent angle, making it almost a guaranteed shot. The black 8 ball is also not far from the middle pocket, with plenty of space around it. With his skill, he could practically have it all figured out.

"Exempt?"

Lin Mo looked at the Sichuan girl: "What do you mean?"

The Sichuan girl sighed, not knowing how he had won the first round: "Wang Chu sends his regards to you, immortal! Surrender or not!"

"Get out! Let him hit me!" Lin Mo roared in anger. "The universe is not yet settled, you and I are both black-hearted."

Seeing this, Director Wang sneered and confidently made a powerful shot. With a 'snap', the number 1 ball went into the pocket steadily, but the white ball strangely changed angle and hit the black 8 in the middle, resulting in a double shot.

That's right, he triggered the third passive skill in Zihan Pole Method: Flawless.

When the opponent has a large lead, there is a high probability that the opponent will trigger a black eight mid-game upset and be declared the loser.

Three people:
Sichuan girl: "Turtle seller, Lin Mosheng!"

"Damn, this isn't scientific!" Director Wang exclaimed in disbelief, slumped over the table, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over him.

At this moment, Lin Mo stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Billiards, it doesn't follow science. I've even thought of a name for you in women's clothing, it'll be called Bashu Baby!"

Wang Chu:
(End of this chapter)