An Dongchi just made a basic kick-off. The white ball collided with the red ball and stayed on the edge of the bottom library.

Although the red ball can be seen below, it is still very difficult to attack because of the distance.

Most people can only choose to defend one shot, which is considered a good tee shot.

This is an effect that anyone who has learned to play professionally, or even an amateur expert, has the opportunity to achieve.

But in the words of this female anchor...

"Wow, An Dongchi hit the ball so professionally. The white ball stayed in such a position that the opponent had no choice."

"Looking at the age of my opponent, he is still a child."

"A child of such a young age will have to face professional players like our An Dongchi. This child will not be beaten to autism."

Although Yi Qian was annoyed by this woman who was noisy in his ears like flies, he had a strong mentality and didn't say anything.

Zhang Fei was so angry that he was about to go up and argue.

Yi Qian stopped Zhang Fei with a stern look and whispered, "If you don't have the wisdom of a fool, please call me Zifan."

Zhang Fei hurried over and called over Wang Zifan, who was observing the shape of the ball and thinking about whether he could attack.

"Zifan, are you sure you can clear the stage if we attack?" Yi Gan asked directly.

"If I score, it won't be a big problem to clear the table. The main thing is that I'm not very sure about the ball." Wang Zifan replied truthfully.

"It doesn't matter. You attack first to find your touch. If you can score, try not to defend in this set or later. Attack if you can!"

Yi Gan ordered.

"Okay, brother." Wang Zifan nodded and turned back to prepare for the attack.

"Brother Gan, why do you have to attack so hard?" Zhang Fei was a little confused.

"I believe Zifan can break in and shut up this woman with offense!"

Yi Qian was agitated and just wanted to end this opponent as soon as possible.

Regardless of where his first shot was, at the age of teenagers, the highest level in Qinchuan Province is Huang Haoxiang, who is only at the junior professional level.

In front of the current Wang Zifan, it’s not enough!

Moreover, the reason why Yi Gan dared to be so confident and let Wang Zifan attack was because he had the props to protect him.

There are still 2 times left for the shot result predictor from the previous practice, and there are still 4 times for the item that increases accuracy.

Yi Qian only needs to cooperate with Wang Zifan at key offensive moments. After the goal is scored, Wang Zifan will clear the table. How can the opponent have a chance to take advantage?

And the female anchor was still chattering, "Let's see how the opponent will play this shot. If the defense is not good, An Dongchi will be left with a chance and the game will be ruined."

"Hey, does your opponent look like he's going to attack?"

"Oh, young people are easy to be impulsive. How could you score such a difficult ball without our An Dongchi's accuracy?"

The female anchor shook her head and lamented, and began to complain about Wang Zifan's choice in the live broadcast room.

And Yi Qian used the shot result predictor when Wang Zifan started to get into a good position and lay down to dribble.

“62%”

“72%”

“81%”

Just when Wang Zifan reached the third stroke and hit the club, the goal hit rate had reached 80%. Yi Qian quickly used a prop that increased the chance of scoring by 20%.

"My opponent made a shot. What opportunities will this reckless choice leave for An Dongchi?"

"This shot, what... actually went in!"

The female anchor yelled out uncontrollably, and the harsh voice caused the referee and the onlookers to look back.

When the female anchor saw so many people staring directly at her, her eyes were filled with boredom and even contempt for her.

Suddenly my face turned red with embarrassment and I felt extremely embarrassed.

The referee also came over and gave her a warning, telling her not to make any noise that would affect the players on the field. If she did it again, she would be expelled from the field.

After the ball went in, An Dongchi was stunned for a moment, but he still patted the table in a friendly manner to express his appreciation.

The female anchor with a gloomy face did not dare to speak out anymore and looked at the game on the court with grievance.

In her live broadcast room, the people who were jumping up and down to follow her and praise An Dongchi mindlessly also fell silent.

On the contrary, there were many new visitors, some of whom were banned one after another because they couldn't bear to mock the female anchor.

However, after several fans of An Dongchi were also slapped in the face, the room managers stopped banning them, and the live broadcast room finally became quiet.

"Isn't it just a simple goal? He couldn't clear the table."

The female anchor muttered softly.

A bunch of barrages passed by in the live broadcast room instantly.

"Didn't the anchor just say that this goal is very difficult and only An Dongchi can score it?"

"Yes, the anchor also said that children make too impulsive choices."

"I think the anchor was too impulsive and was slapped in the face for his brainless bragging, haha."

Seeing the barrages mocking her in the live broadcast room, the female anchor's face was bruised and bruised, so she simply turned off the live broadcast and sat on the sofa to sulk.

"It's finally quiet." Yi Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Fei smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Brother Qian, you still have a way."

"It's Zifan who played well." Yi Qian smiled lightly.

Wang Zifan was also very happy that he could score this goal. He immediately felt that he was in good condition today and was full of confidence.

As Wang Zifan expected, after scoring this difficult ball from far away, the shape of the red ball pile was exactly as it was during normal practice.

Wang Zifan never even encountered a difficult ball again, he just cleared the table one shot at a time, one by one, with An Dongchi's surprised expression on his face.

Scored 137 points on a single stroke!

"Ding, your contract partner (Zi Fan) completed a valid shot in the game and received 50 yuan."

"Ding, your contract partner (Zi Fan) cleared the table with one shot in a game and received 345 yuan."

"Remarks: The reward for clearing the table in ordinary competitions at this level (professional level junior) is 504 yuan, the reward for contract partners is halved to 252 yuan, and the additional reward coefficient for clearing 100 snooker tables is 1.37, with a total reward of 345 yuan."

This clear shot also let Yi Qian know the monetary rewards that his contract partners brought to him in the game.

This is a lot after the halving, and there are additional rewards for clearing more than 100 units.

"Where did this kid come from? Why didn't I hear that there is such a powerful player in Chang'an City?"

An Dongchi was hit hard. At the age of 17, he always thought that he was only slightly inferior to Huang Haoxiang in Qinchuan Province and could be called the second player in Qinchuan snooker.

I didn't expect that a kid who appeared out of nowhere, who looked several years younger than me, would actually have such strong strength.

"Who is this kid? He's so good. He scored 137 points on a single stroke."

The onlookers were also amazed and began to inquire about the origin of Wang Zifan.

"I think I've seen this kid in Sanhe. He often practices alone. He doesn't seem to have signed a contract with a golf club or company."

"You can be so good by practicing without signing a contract. It's incredible for kids nowadays."

A bald man who had seen Wang Zifan was spreading the word to the surrounding audience, and the fact caused everyone to exclaim.

The game is not determined by one game, but 3 wins out of 5 games. In the second game, Wang Zifan kicks off.

Wang Zifan chose the same route as An Dongchi. After all, professional-level kick-off routines are relatively fixed, so this is a more commonly used one.

With the joy of clearing the table just now, Wang Zifan's hand felt very good. The landing point of the white ball was better than that controlled by An Dongchi in the previous set. He directly bounced the ball and stuck it behind the coffee ball, forming a high shot. Quality defense!

"Beautiful!" Zhang Fei and Yi Qian gave high fives, applauding Wang Zifan's excellent tee shot.

An Dongchi took action and gently tapped the table with the club.

However, although this kind of ball looks very difficult, actual professional players also have corresponding fixed routes to solve the ball. An Dongchi controlled the white ball and then hit the ball pile, easily solving it.

Wang Zifan came on the court and defended a few more shots.

When the two defended back and forth for several rounds, An Dongchi, who was lagging behind, was eager to catch up and tried a long shot, but failed to score, leaving an opportunity for Wang Zifan.

Wang Zifan came on the field calmly. Under An Dongchi's nervous gaze, he calmly scored the goal without any mistakes. With various perfect hollow goals and moves, he once again completed a one-stroke clearing of the table!

Scored 128 points on a single stroke!
Chapter completed!