Esports coaches are demons

Chapter 118 You Fouled
"Master, Mr. Ke asked me to inform you that he wants you to go back."

"Got it, come pick me up at Black and White Base."

Ke Yue hung up the phone and saved a plan that he had just made on the desktop.

The boy took off his glasses and rubbed his swollen temples.

She got up, put on her coat, and came to the training room.

"Lin Chen, today's training may have to be entrusted to you again."

Hearing this, Lin Chen took off the earphones.

"What, are you going out again?"

"Ah."

"Okay." Lin Chen smiled helplessly, "Our coach is really more and more keen on being a fool."

But he still frowned slightly.

"It's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Ke Yue waved her hand to signal that she knew, then turned and left.

……

On the dark green billiard table, the slender cue was pressed straight, becoming an extension of the player's arm, and his eagle-like eyes firmly locked on the target this time.

Three points and one line, the standard low shot is pushed out, hitting the lower part of the ball, and the energy is completely transferred to the target ball.

There was a crisp crashing sound, entering the hole.

The cue ball spins and stops.

Ke Zheen put away the pole, "It's your turn."

Ke Yue wiped some chocolate powder on the head of the club, took a step forward, bent her back, bowed her body, held the club with her right hand, and pulled back with her left hand.

After reaching a certain level, the cue is pushed out quickly, and the cue ball is hit in a beautiful arc, which cannot be cracked by any function.

The single-color ball that was hit gained a speed, but unfortunately the young man's putt was not strong enough, and the ball barely stopped near the hole.

"I haven't played for three years, and my hand is raw?" Ke Zheen said while pushing the single-color ball near the entrance of the hole easily.

The cue ball stopped the moment it hit the single-color ball, one more point into the hole and one less point is not enough, the grasp is precise.

"Yes." Ke Yue turned her right wrist slightly, "The main reason is that the injury on the right arm has some influence."

Her arm movement is too restricted, which leads to a substandard putter posture and insufficient power control.

Ke Zheen raised his eyes and glanced at her, "It seems that you will lose this time."

Another ball goes in the hole.

"That's not necessarily true." The boy didn't care about Ke Zheen's extremely powerful attack, and his eyes fell on the half-colored yellow ball lying quietly on the table.

"Nine balls, not in the hole yet."

The angle of Ke Zheen's shot was crooked, a mistake occurred, and the combo was interrupted.

He smiled and closed the shot, "Indeed, nothing can be done until the No. [-] ball goes into the hole."

This is also the charm of nine balls.

No matter how good or how good you have been before, victory will always go to the person who puts the nine ball in the hole.

This also makes the situation more unpredictable, and if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Ke Yue played better this time than last time.

She put the cue ball in a proper position, a beautiful retraction.

"Not bad." Ke Zheen nodded with satisfaction, "It's a perfect score."

"It's just a coincidence." Ke Yue added another coincidence.

"A few days ago, you held a press conference and disclosed your identity as the adopted son of the Ke family and the president of the Ke family." Ke Zheen said.

His tone was extremely flat, as if he suddenly remembered this matter, and then just mentioned something casually.

It's like an elder chatting with a child about homework.

Ke Yue answered very naturally.

"Yes, father."

But she knew that it was time to get down to business.

Ke Zheen suddenly called her back to Ke's house, it must be more than just playing billiards with him.

There is one less ball on the table.

"You fouled." Ke Zheen took a step forward, Ke Yue's cue ball fell into the pocket, and it was his turn to play the ball this time.

"I remember I said that when you were the president of Ke Shi, you were not allowed to appear in any media, and you were not allowed to disclose your identity."

"Ke Jiaming's children can only be Yun Lan and Yun Ming, without you."

The balls fell into the net bag and collided with each other with a loud noise.

"So this time, I plan to take back all your shares."

All the shares were taken away, which meant that Ke Yue and Ke Shi would no longer have any relationship.

"Okay." The boy didn't react too much to his father's arrangement, and accepted it calmly.

"However, father, when I go home today, I also have something to give to you."

"What is it?"

Ke Yue put down her club and took off her white gloves.Ji An, who had been waiting by the side, took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Ke Yue.

The teenager opened it and handed one of the pages to his father.

Ke Zheen took it and glanced at it roughly.

"The lawyer's letter, was it sent to me?"

"Yeah." Ke Yue nodded.

"I see."

Ke Zheen finally rolled out a ball, took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the cue carefully, then put the cue in a special hard wooden box and put it in its original position.

He took off his gloves, slowly took off the suit jacket hanging on the side, and put it on his body.

The plaid tie was tied into a perfect Windsor knot.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his appearance, the middle-aged man, whose temples were a little hoarfrost but whose eyes were still sharp, smiled.

"Unfortunately, I can't finish playing billiards." Ke Zheen finally put a pen into his coat pocket.

"gone."

Ji An accompanied Ke Zheen out of the room.

Under the luxurious crystal chandelier, only the white-haired boy remained.

She raised the pole again and aimed at the final goal.

It stands to reason that at this angle, it is impossible for her to successfully hit the target ball.

But the boy still raised the corners of his lips, and putt.

The head hit the middle and lower part of the cue ball.

The cue ball actually jumped up on the table, jumped over the No. 3 ball steadily, and fell after a smooth parabola.

"Crack!" There was a crisp impact sound.

After a rolling sound, the No. [-] ball went into the hole.

……

The three walked out of Ke's house together.

At the door, the police were already waiting.

Ke Zheen saw a somewhat familiar person.

"Lawyer Qin?"

Qin Yulan, who came with the police, smiled, "Unexpectedly, you still remember me."

"Of course I remember you. You are responsible for Shen Qingge's case." Ke Zheen thought thoughtfully, "So, you are working for Ke Yue now?"

"Young Master took me in." Qin Yilan nodded slightly.

"This is really unexpected and reasonable."

Ke Zheen was not emotional, and stretched out his hands calmly, "Let's go, I will accept the police investigation."

The police handcuffed him.

Even though his hands were handcuffed, Ke Zheen didn't feel nervous at all, and his clothes were still straight and wrinkled.

The tolerance of the superiors remains undiminished.

It has to be said that in some respects, Ke Yue is really similar to her father.

Unruffled in the face of danger, calm and calm, all happiness and anger are contained in those pair of peach blossom eyes, and the heart is so strong that it is impeccable.

Ke Yue watched the police car drive away, and pushed her glasses.

"Uncle Ji, tell me, if I send my own father to prison, will others think I'm rebellious?"

"Whatever the young master wants to do, just do it." Ji An said.

"Very good." The boy's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

"With your words, that's enough."

(End of this chapter)