NovelBookChapter 139 Do You Dare to Bet withChapter 139 Do You Dare to Bet withThe self-proclaimed amateur champion snorted disdainfully as he watched. To him, Nancy's performance was nothing impressive. Perhaps this 'Vivian' was simply lucky.
However, Nancy's subsequent actions left him utterly speechless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInstead of indicating for Director Grant to cut the scene after pocketing the first ball, she casually walked over to the cue ball. Leisurely glancing at the ball lined up with the middle pocket, she bent over, set up her shot, and with a smooth 'thud', the blue ball was pocketed. The cue ball rolled back, stopping perfectly for the next shot. Seeing the straight line between the cue ball, the red ball, and the pocket, Nancy made her shot.
The ball rolled in, the cue ball returning to a position not too far from the green ball. Another bend, another shot, and another success.
The silence was palpable. Every onlooker held their breath, their gaze fixed on Nancy.
The last red ball! Just as Director Grant had instructed, Nancy's cue ball was ideally placed.
She glanced at the red ball, her head tilting slightly as a confident smile spread on her lips. Then, with everyone watching, she casually perched herself on the edge of the table, the cue stick making its way around her back. Leaning back, her eyes zeroed in on the red ball. With a forceful push, the cue ball shot out, hitting the red ball which obediently rolled into the pocket.
Silence. Absolute silence. The entire set was quiet, the only sound being the thumping of their hearts.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTurning her head after the shot, Nancy saw the astonishment on everyone's faces. She raised an eyebrow, hopped off the table, and turned to Director Grant, "Aren't you going to cut?" Director Grant broke free from his stunned silence, laughing heartily, "Cut! Cut! Cut! Vivian, you've truly amazed me! I thought you were just a bit better than the average person. Who would've thought your skills..." He stopped abruptly, stomping his foot in frustration, "If I knew you were this good, why the heck did I spend all that money hiring an amateur champion? You alone are more than enough!" The amateur champion was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected the pianist's hands to be so deadly when holding a cue stick. The words of Director Grant snapped him back to reality, and ignited his anger! "Vivian!" He stood up angrily, gripping his cue stick, "Do you dare to bet a gwith me?"
Nancy glanced lazily at him, a teasing smile on her lips, "Why should bet with you? Just because you didn't have a chance to show off?" "You!"
The amateur champion's face reddened in fury. He had been am legend in the amateur circle for years. Yet, this young woman dared to disrespect him! His pride as a man and as an amateur champion faced an unprecedented challenge. He
stepped forward, gritting his teeth in anger, "We were supposed to finish shooting yesterday. Because of you, I wasted an entire day. Don't you think you should compensate me?"
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