After I went bankrupt, the school beauty became a CEO and wanted to support me?

She imitated the action she had just performed.

His upper body was bent over the pool table.

She adjusted her posture and prepared to poke the white ball with the cue.

next second.

As Su Qingwan moved slightly, Chen Shu watched helplessly as her chest rubbed against the table tennis ball beneath her—

A solid-colored ball numbered 8 rolls forward.

The club, which was originally aimed at the earth, was slightly off target and it poked directly into the table.

Su Qingwan was stunned.

Failed.

And why did this eight-ball suddenly move?

Su Qingwan stood up and looked at Chen Shu in confusion: "Where did I touch the ball just now?"

She was obviously very careful.

Chen Shu blinked.

I finally understand what it means that there is a kind of failure that is actually a success.

Chen Shuo coughed lightly and reminded:

"It's okay."

"We're not playing a game."

"Don't worry about the little details. Just learn the posture first."

"Then your upper body doesn't need to collapse so much."

Su Qingwan seemed to be lost in thought.

When he bent over to play basketball again, he lowered his head and immediately understood the reason for Chen Shu's instructions just now.

She thought it was the clothes that fell down and rubbed against her, but she didn't expect it was because of her...

Didn’t Chen Shuo see everything just now?

After Su Qingwan realized this, she couldn't help but bite her lower lip and raised her body a little higher.

Then he hit it with a club——

Snapped!

The cue hit the white ball, and then the white ball took off from the ground and flew out.

Wait, wait a minute—

Fly?

Chen Shuo watched the white ball fly into the air, draw a beautiful arc, and then fall directly into the shirt pocket of the big brother who was bending over to play basketball next to him.

Then it disappeared.

what the hell!

Chen Shuo's eyes widened.

Isn't this too much of a coincidence?

The guy at the next table felt his pocket suddenly sink. He subconsciously wiped it and pulled out a snow-white ball.

"what?"

Is there an expert?!

What's going on?

Chen Shuo looked at Su Qingwan.

Su Qingwan had a blank expression on her face, and her look was calm, but one could vaguely see a hint of embarrassment and shyness.

If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell.

The neighbor's group had already begun to judge the sudden appearance of the billiard ball as a "supernatural" event. Chen Shu hurriedly intervened before they could go to the store to check the surveillance:

"Sorry, sorry."

"This is the ball we hit accidentally."

"I don't know how it happened to end up in your pocket."

"Oh my god? That's awesome!"

The eldest brother glanced at their desks and really didn't see the white ball. He was immediately surprised and said, "We have to check the surveillance!"

Chen Shuo pondered for a moment.

That makes sense!

There will never be another ball that happens to be hit like this.

A passing waiter lightly reminded: "If nothing is missing, check the surveillance camera once, it's 800 yuan."

The big brother at the next table fell silent instantly.

Chen Shuo stopped talking.

The two sides tacitly continued to play against and teach each other.

It's not that I can't afford it if it's not eight hundred.

But they don’t want to contribute even a little bit of their hard-earned money to the evil capitalists.

Then he placed the white ball on the table and reminded Su Qingwan again:

"Be gentle."

"Use only your wrist and forearm to keep the club swinging smoothly and straight back and forth, avoiding any upper body movement."

Su Qingwan nodded.

Express that you understand.

Just practice...

The posture is a bit clumsy and the strength cannot be fully controlled.

"wrong."

Chen Shuo walked behind Su Qingwan and supported the golf club in her hand with his long arm. This action hugged Su Qingwan tightly in his arms.

He gently grasped the back of her hand and whispered, "Raise your left hand a little higher, then hold the club with this hand, lean over and aim—"

His hard chest inevitably pressed against Su Qingwan's soft and slender back.

There was a faint fragrance from her body at the tip of my nose.

Su Qingwan was suddenly wrapped in Chen Shu's hot embrace.