After The Engagement Broke Up, The Goddess Proposed Marriage In Front Of Everyone

Chapter 126

Xie Huihui originally saw that the two of them were very good-looking, and they felt good, but now that they knew the situation, their hearts were full of contempt.

I can't imagine that there is such a person, who snatched the boyfriend of a good girlfriend and got married.

A poisonous girlfriend, a scumbag, what a match made in heaven!

Xie Huihui's perception of the two was extremely poor.

"Xiaoxue, you are too kind, such a scumbag, you just wanted to help each other speak."

"Sister Xie, you misunderstood, in fact, I mentioned the breakup first..."

"Yes, this kind of scumbag should dump him and take the initiative to break up, which is very well done."

"No, it's all my bad."

"Silly woman, being sold and saying good things for the other party, you are too stupid, after Chen Feng loses to Rong Hong, I will help you avenge and pour him twenty more glasses of wine!"

"This..." "

This is just a small punishment, Xiaoxue, you are too stupid and naïve, so you will be pinched by the scumbag, and the poisonous girlfriend can't let it go, and make her look good in a while."

Xie Huihui looked angry and had to fight the grievances.

He Xueyi's eyes flickered, and she didn't continue to say anything.

The gamble has already begun.

Chen Feng and Yang Ronghong came to the edge of the pool table, and the two who played billiards before retreated and gave way to the field.

The side was full of people watching the play, the salon had not been so lively for a long time, and everyone was very interested.

"Snooker, nine-ball, or fifteen?"

"I'm free, you decide."

"Okay, then there are not too many rules, whoever puts all the ball in the bag first wins, although you are uninvited, you are also considered a guest, you first."

Yang Ronghong said generously.

Chen Feng nodded and asked, "One game is sure to win or lose, or three games to win or lose?"

Yang Ronghong said confidently: "I'm casual, but I think one game is fine, and if you have three games, I'm afraid your mentality will collapse."

Chen Feng nodded: "Then two wins in three games."

Yang Ronghong was surprised, he said it so clearly, and chose to win two in three games, and he didn't know whether to say that Chen Feng was fearless or stunned.

And the young people present looked at Chen Feng with pity in their eyes, and they were another one looking for abuse.

They all know how good Yang Ronghong is at playing billiards, anyway, no one can win Yang Ronghong, and people who fail miserably abound.

Playing two wins in three games with Yang Ronghong is an act of looking for abuse, and prolonging the game when he is not an opponent at all, which is actually a kind of torture.

The whites of his eyes watched Yang Ronghong keep scoring, but he sat on the cold bench, very helpless.

The fear of being dominated by Yang Ronghong's ball skills!

Everyone found that Chen Feng was very calm, had already taken the club, rubbed the head of the club, and moved skillfully.

He should be very confident in his billiards, but this confidence is estimated to be completely shattered before it will not be long before he can no longer remain calm.

Soon you will see Chen Feng lose his confidence and scratch his ears and cheeks.

Wait to see the good show.

"Yang Shao, put some water in a while, don't play people to waste."

"Yes, it's not interesting to divide the winner or loser too quickly."

"It's fun to press step by step."

Several friends laughed separately.

Yang Ronghong smiled confidently.

"Let's get started."

Someone has helped to lay out the ball.

Chen Feng bent down and leaned over the pool table at a ninety degree angle, with his left hand supporting the club and his right hand holding it back, a very standard posture.

"His movements are so professional, handsome, really good-looking."

A girl looked at Chen Feng's actions, and her eyes lit up.

Even the boys couldn't help nodding and admitting that Chen Feng's movements were indeed professional and could not be faulted, but good looking did not mean practical.

Boom!

The crisp sound of hitting the ball instantly spread throughout the salon living room, which was particularly pleasant.

This is the sound that only happens when it hits the center of the ball, which is exceptionally loud, and not every time the ball is hit, there is such a sound.

Tap-da-da....

The billiard ball, which was originally arranged in a triangle, was knocked apart and rushed around.

Two balls went into the bag, the other balls were scattered, scattered, each ball kept a sufficient distance, and the layout was good.

With good luck, the next step is to look at the technology.

Chen Feng has changed positions and leaned over to hit the ball again, his posture is still professional and good-looking.

Boom!

Another crisp sound, then the sound of bagging.

Scored.

Yang Ronghong was surprised, just now Chen Feng almost didn't aim much, leaned down and hit the ball, he thought that he couldn't hit, and he couldn't think of a crooked beating.

Chen Feng rubbed the head of the club again, changed the position to hit the ball, and swung without thinking.

Boom!

Scored again.

Boom!

Scoring again.

Yang Ronghong has already found that something is wrong, Chen Feng played too smoothly, there was no pause at all, the hitting time remained at about seven or eight seconds, no more than ten seconds at most, and he almost leaned down to swing.

This is really alive.

Boom!

Another goal.

This time the white ball stopped in a very tricky position, in the corner of the pool table, which is considered to be the most difficult position to play.

The other balls are not located near the hole.

"It's okay this time, this angle, unless O'Sullivan makes a move."

Yang Ronghong breathed a sigh of relief, finally had a chance to play, really afraid that Chen Feng would continue to play, and he could only sit on the cold bench for the whole game until he lost this game.

Now Yang Ronghong is only worried that Chen Feng deliberately hit the white ball in a more tricky position.

Boom!

Scored again.

Against all odds.

"Gan, he won't be possessed by O'Sullivan!"

Someone exclaimed.

The others nodded one after another, and the eyes that looked at Chen Feng changed and became adoring.

Yang Ronghong's hand holding the club subconsciously forced, pinched his fingers white, and stared at Chen Feng's next ball to hit, hoping not to hit again.

If he scored a few more goals, Yang Ronghong would have no chance at all.

Boom!

Chen Feng hit the last black ball into the hole, announcing the end of the game and winning without suspense.

"Lean, one shot clear."

"It's so beautiful, from the beginning to the end, it's only a few minutes, this is hairy."

"He can't really be possessed by O'Sullivan."

"No, O'Sullivan was in his heyday, not as fierce as him."

"I feel like I've been playing fake billiards before."

Everyone was surprised and delighted, and they were all completely impressed by Chen Feng's ball skills, and they no longer had the same playful attitude of watching the play before.

Look up at the big guy's eyes.

Sun Chen and He Xueyi were surprised when they saw this situation, unexpectedly, and they didn't expect Chen Feng's ball skills to be so good.

Only Ye Muyan did not have any accidents, of course, recalling her husband's heroic posture when he played, really handsome!

However, my husband is too handsome, which makes many girls present commit idiots.

Dare to attract bees and butterflies in front of her, and clean up at night!

(゚皿゚メ)

"In the second game, you kick off."

Chen Feng said.

Yang Ronghong nodded silently, took a deep breath, improved his state, did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and met a master this time.

A true master, you must go all out to fight.

Isn't it a shot, and he hasn't had it.

Boom!

Three goals were scored on the kickoff, and Yang Ronghong felt that his condition was okay.

Twelve goals were scored in a row, but a mistake was made on the thirteenth and did not score.

Yang Ronghong felt that there was something wrong with his state, probably frightened by Chen Feng's ball skills and too much pressure.

After Chen Feng came on the field, there was no suspense, as if mechanically accurate, and he hit the balls into the hole one after another.

When the score was almost halfway through, Yang Ronghong began to scratch his ears and cheeks, staring at the pool table.

Until Chen Feng scored the last black ball into the hole to end the game.

At this moment, Yang Ronghong had a feeling of being dominated.

Chen

Feng's mobile phone rang, it was Wei Hui calling.

"I'm going to dinner, bye."