章 33: A Heavy Thrust

Xiao Luo ignored the crowd's taunting, waved the cue stick, and said to Ye Yingying, "Can you let me practice for three minutes? It's been a while. I'm rusty."

Ye Yingying sneered, "Three minutes? I can give you ten or thirty minutes if you want."

"Nah, three minutes will do. And please brief me on the scoring rules in snooker in the meantime."

Xiao Luo bent over to hit the ball, trying to get the feel of the game even though the system already prompted that he had successfully redeemed the talent of playing snooker.