Rebirth: Making money is a million times easier than falling in love

Chapter 9: Hai Ge, the one above

"It didn't even get in?"

Huang Mao subconsciously made a sarcastic remark, but seeing Hai Ge's grim expression, he quickly changed his tune: "It's alright, this kid might not even be able to break in."

But even Hai Ge himself didn't believe that.

As expected, Lynch picked up the cue and stepped forward, still taking his time to aim, and cleared the table slowly and steadily, shot after shot.

"nice shot!"

As Lin Qi sank the black 8, Zhang Haozhe raised his hands and cheered, as if he had won the game.

Lin Qi remained calm and looked at Hai Ge across the table.

This time, Hai Ge spoke up before Lin Qi could even speak.

"One more round!"

In the two rounds, he only made one move; the rest of the time, he watched Lin Qi perform.

This is such a humiliating defeat.

"OK!"

Lin Qi did not refuse, but then changed the subject: "However, the rules need to be changed."

"How should it be changed?"

Hai asked the question, but his hands were reaching into the hole for the ball.

He couldn't wait to start the next game.

"I have two hundred now, there's no need to add leverage."

Lynch slowly wiped his cue with chalk: "We play for two hundred a game, and the win or loss is two hundred."

"OK!"

Hai Ge readily agreed.

The price is two hundred whether he wins or loses, it's fair, and he has no reason to refuse.

"it is good."

Lynch took the billiard ball out of the hole and rolled it toward him: "You break off the game."

Seeing Lin Qi's calm and collected demeanor, Hai Ge couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

"Place the ball!"

He berated his female companion.

The female companion felt a little wronged, but dared not talk back, and could only silently step forward to place the ball.

Staring at Lin Qi across from him, Hai Ge couldn't help but rub the gun powder a little harder.

This kid really deserves a beating!

Soon, her female partner had arranged the balls.

Hai Ge went straight up, set up his cue, and started hitting the cue ball.

Whoosh!

The pile of balls scattered with a bang, and two balls went into the hole.

Seeing this, Hai Ge raised his head slightly and glanced at Lin Qi beside him, only to find that Lin Qi was clipping his nails with nail clippers and was not looking in their direction at all.

On the contrary, Zhang Haozhe craned his neck, clenched his fists, and looked extremely anxious.

That brat…

He cursed inwardly, looked away, and set up the pole again.

Once he wins this game, let's see if this kid can still sit still!

He can do it all with just one stroke of the cane!

Snapped!

Snapped!

One by one, the billiard balls went into the holes.

The cheers from the blond guy on the other side grew louder and louder.

But Hai Ge's mood gradually became irritable.

He would observe Lynch's expression after each goal.

But throughout the entire process, Lynch never looked at the table, as if he didn't care about winning or losing at all.

Even when he scored, he felt no joy, but rather a deep sense of frustration.

With only the black 8 left on his cue, his frustration reached its peak.

"Keep it up, Hai-ge! It's just a matter of one stroke!"

The blond-haired guy was still yelling, but he snapped back, "Shut up! It's so noisy!"

"..."

The blond-haired man's face turned red from the scolding, his expression shifting, but he ultimately swallowed his anger.

Hai Ge bent down again, stared at the black 8 on the table, and set up his cue.

But as he aimed at the cue ball, his mind became somewhat confused.

This ball is too big to miss.

That kid is pretty good. If that ball hadn't gone in, he might have seized the opportunity to turn the game around.

We absolutely cannot give him that chance.

With his mind in turmoil, he took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, and held his breath as he struck the ball.

Snapped!

broken!

The moment he made that move, his heart skipped a beat.

Having played billiards for so many years, his touch is more accurate than his eyesight.

He knew without even looking that the shot had gone wide.

As expected, the cue ball hit the side of the black 8 ball, spinning to the left and sending it towards the bottom right hole.

However, the cue ball spun too fast, causing the black 8 ball to deflect to the right by several degrees.

Finally, the black 8 hit the hole, bounced back and forth, and then bounced out again.

"nice shot!"

Zhang Haozhe, who had been holding it in for so long, finally roared out, as cathartic as opening a bottle of beer.

"grass!"

Hai Ge clenched his fist and raised it, but didn't bring it down; he just swung it around in frustration.

How could he miss that shot?

How did you hit it!

"Dalin! It's your turn!"

Zhang Haozhe urged excitedly.

Lin Qi glanced at the table before slowly getting up and walking to the table.

Still using the two-finger method, still taking his time aiming for ages.

But he sank every single ball with perfect accuracy.

With the black 8 also pocketed in one shot, he won the game once again.

"One more round!"

Before he could get up, Hai Ge spoke up.

"Four hundred per game?"

Lin Qi looked at him calmly.

"OK!"

Hai Ge's face turned ashen.

Upon hearing this, Huang Mao hesitated for a moment, but seeing his unpleasant expression, he remained silent.

"Place the ball!"

Seeing him gritting his teeth and wiping away the gun powder, Lin Qi remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he already understood.

This guy's gone completely overboard.

"Holy shit!"

In this game, Hai Ge made a mistake on his third shot.

He slammed his fist on the pool table in anger and cursed loudly.

Under his angry glare, Lin Qi slowly got up and cleared the table one move at a time.

"Again!"

Hai Ge was completely hooked.

"Again?"

Lin Qi deliberately asked him, "Eight hundred a round?"

"Come!"

Without wasting any words, Hai Ge immediately started scooping the ball out of the hole.

He couldn't wait for his girlfriend to help him set up the ball.

He set up the balls, took the cue ball to the opposite side, and took a shot.

But his impatience and restlessness caused his luck to turn bad.

This shot didn't get a single ball into the hole.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Fuck!"

He cursed angrily, his eyes turning red.

After glancing at him, Lin Qi slowly stepped forward and calmly accepted the challenge.

"Again! I fucking refuse to believe it!"

Hai Ge grabbed the ball, gritting his teeth.

But this time, Lin Qi shook his head: "I'm not playing anymore. You're too weak. You can't beat me."

"Bullshit!"

Hai Ge laughed angrily: "You? I only made a few mistakes, and you really think you're so great?"

"Brother Hai..."

The blond-haired guy standing to the side couldn't help but speak up.

But after he uttered only two words, Hai Ge snapped at him, "Shut up!"

Seeing this, the blond-haired guy silently sat back down, while Hai Ge asked Lin Qi, "What? Scared to play? I'll double it! 1600 a round! Whoever chickens out is a dog!"

Even Zhang Haozhe could tell from his appearance that he was completely intoxicated.

That's exactly the effect Lynch wanted.

Looking at him, Lin Qi calmly nodded: "Alright, let's have one last round, and I'll make you admit defeat."

"I admire your mother!"

Hai Ge gritted his teeth and placed the ball: "Let's see who gives in first!"

After setting up the ball, Hai Ge leaned forward, ready to start the game.

But Lin Qi spoke up: "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?"

Hai Ge glared angrily.

"You've already served three shots, isn't it my turn to serve?"

Lynch wiped the club as he approached him.

"you……"

Hai Ge was stunned.

"What? You're afraid?"

Lin Qi shrugged and placed the clubs directly on the table: "Forget it, let's not play!"

"..."

Hai Ge's chest heaved, and his face turned bright red.

After holding back for a long while, he slammed his fist on the pool table, gritting his teeth and roaring, "Come on! Go ahead! Damn it! I don't believe you can clear the table in one shot every time!"