Rebirth I can see the success rate

Seeing that Lin Chen and Ma Ming are better than billiards, the people in the box gathered together.

The discord between Lin Chen and Ma Ming can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Even Tong Feiyan, after seeing the unkind expression on Ma Ming's face, finally understood that this guy proposed to play billiards, probably because of bad intentions.

Doesn't he cause any trouble to Lin Chen?

While Tong Feiyan was worried, Ma Ming kicked off.

His first goal was a hard shot.

Although the nine-ball rule is to play from small to large, if the first ball hits a small ball, then the big ball is then counted into the hole by rebounding or something.

The ball was so heavy that it exploded so that the balls on the table were scattered.

Several of the balls crashed around and fell into the pocket. When the ball stopped, there were only 7 balls left on the field.

"Oh!"

"Husband, you are great!"

Scoring 2 goals in one stroke naturally attracted a lot of people's exclamation, Qian Lanlan also applauded.

She has come back to her senses now, knowing that her actions just now will definitely cause Ma Ming's unhappiness, so she remedies it at this time.

Ma Ming smiled and looked at Lin Chen: "Sorry, I'm lucky today."

Lin Chen smiled faintly, without speaking.

Tong Feiyan couldn't help but ask from the side, "Is he very good?"

"In high school, Ma Mingke won the city's billiard championship." A boy said.

When Tong Feiyan heard this, he immediately panicked: "Huh? Lin Chen, have you beaten him?"

"Guess." Lin Chen said softly.

While the two were talking, Ma Ming had already hit another shot and easily hit a ball into the hole.

For the second ball, he even hit a one-and-two. One ball pushed two balls into the hole, which attracted a lot of applause.

It wasn't until the third goal that Ma Ming made a mistake. One goal was so weak that it stopped at the mouth of the pocket.

"Damn, you didn't make it. Lin Chen, it seems you are lucky." Ma Ming moved the position with the cue unhappy, and cursed for not having a goal.

Lin Chen took the cue and walked to the table tennis. He had played the table tennis before, but to be honest, Lin Chen could only say it was average in terms of technique.

If he changes the past, he is absolutely not sure that he can win Ma Ming.

But now, Lin Chen is confident.

Just now when Ma Ming was playing ball, Lin Chen had been doing an experiment, that is, his ability to see the success rate, can he use it in table tennis?

The results of the experiment were also very successful.

In fact, Lin Chen has discovered that his abilities are very extensible. In addition to predicting the future like a fortune-telling, it can actually be used in many other things.

Take billiards, for example. Lin Chen used to play a billiard game on a game console in the past. When players play billiards, they can see the trajectory of the billiard before hitting the ball, and at which point the cue is hit No matter how much strength you can see through the system in advance, the predicted route can be seen in advance. As long as the player can choose the right hitting point and strength at the right opportunity, the ball can be smoothly hit into the hole.

In billiards, once Lin Chen's abilities are fully used, then the billiards in his eyes will become electric.

He can hit which part of the club to hit the ball in which direction, and how much power he can use to hit the ball into the hole. The probability of all this can be seen. Lin Chen only needs to use the probability to hit the ball with the highest probability. The highest power hits it out.

For example, Lin Chen can see that when hitting the cue ball with a 30-degree angle to the upper right and half strength, the probability of scoring a goal is 90%!And there is an 80% probability of hitting another ball.

With a crisp "pop", the cue ball first hit the ball that Ma Ming hadn't scored just now, pushed it into the hole, and then bounced to the other side and hit another ball.

The ball was pushed, slowly stroked towards the bottom hole, and finally it was easily pocketed under everyone's eyes!

There were only four balls left on the table, and Lin Chen hit half of it directly!

"Okay!" Tong Feiyan immediately jumped up, clenched his fists excitedly, and applauded Lin Chen.

Others also shouted out loudly, unexpectedly Lin Chen also came one goal two holes, I never heard that Lin Chen has this technique!

"Damn! Did this guy eat shit today?"

Ma Ming cursed in a low voice, and after beating himself for most of the day, Lin Chen unexpectedly picked up a leak in his character.

At the same time, some thin beads of perspiration have appeared on his forehead.

Because he discovered just now that after Lin Chen's shot, there were only two balls on the court.

If Lin Chen scored both goals, wouldn't he have won?

Can you lose?

How is this possible?

Just when Ma Ming was sweating coldly, Lin Chen had already set his posture easily.

Ma Ming can tell his posture at a glance. It can only be said that although it looks decent, it is actually not standard at all!

How about losing to a novice who doesn't even have a standard posture?

impossible?

But this is the case. Lin Chen's next two goals were clean and easy to lose.

"Sorry Ma Ming, I seem to be lucky today." Lin Chen smiled and threw the pole on the table.

The people around applauded.

Ma Ming's face was ugly, and his heart was suffocated. He said: "Lin Chen, another hand, two wins in three rounds! You were lucky with that one just now. You kick the ball first, I want to see it. Will your luck be so good."

"Okay."

Lin Chen did not object. Although he admitted that Ma Ming's skills are indeed better than him, but...

No matter how strong the technology is, I am afraid of plug-ins!

In the second game, Lin Chen thoroughly used his golden finger to master the fire. How to play this ball and how to score more goals, Lin Chen all used his own ability to calculate it clearly.

For the first shot, Lin Chen exploded with one shot and directly exploded with a stunning result of four shots, shocking the jaws of the people around him.

Ma Ming even yelled at him, just thinking that Lin Chen was out of luck today.

But four goals in one stroke are luck, so the next five strokes can no longer be explained by luck.

As Lin Chen easily scored the remaining five balls one by one, Ma Ming's complexion got worse and worse, and when the last ball was pocketed, he was already so angry that he threw all his clubs.

"Fuck! What shit luck! What a hell!"

Ma Ming attributed Lin Chen's victory to luck, but others would not think so.

Tong Feiyan hugged Lin Chen excitedly, yelling for Lin Chen to teach him to play, while the others complimented.

I haven't seen each other for a few years, who would have thought that Lin Chen's skills would be so good that even Ma Ming was not an opponent!

Ma Ming ran to the corner of the box, holding a wine glass and drinking boring wine. Although Qian Lanlan continued to comfort him, seeing Lin Chen surrounded by others, Ma Ming couldn't stop the anger on his face.