readease Chapter 131: Use their own methods against them.
Chapter 131: Use their own methods against them.
Chen He's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wait... one for each of the two wheels..."
He started counting on his fingers.
"Ten balls, only two used... eight left!"
He grabbed Deng Chao's arm.
"Brother Chao! They still have eight balls left!"
Deng Chao was stunned.
Chen He gasped.
"1, 1, 8?"
He turned to Deng Chao.
"Brother Chao! They're definitely holding back a big move! In the first two rounds, they deliberately only used one whistle to wear us down. Will they go all in with the remaining eight in the third round?!"
Deng Chao's expression changed.
"And the third round..."
"It has to be blown away!"
Chen He panicked.
"We have to blow it in the third round no matter what! They're betting that we won't dare to blow it!"
Baby, clutching the hem of her clothes, spoke softly.
"In the third round... I'm the goalkeeper."
Everyone looked at her.
There was tension in the baby's eyes, but her lips were pursed, and she didn't back down.
Deng walked over and put his hands on her shoulders.
"Baby, listen to me."
His voice was very low.
"They will most likely go all in on the third round."
"I'll bet you'll blow your hat in the third round."
Baby nodded.
"blow."
Chen He leaned over and added a comment.
"Baby, just think of it as drawing a lottery with your eyes closed. You're so lucky, you're bound to win!"
Baby smiled.
"it is good."
Stephen Chow stood at the very back without saying a word.
At this moment, he spoke.
The sound was very soft.
Don't hesitate.
Three words.
Baby turned around and glanced at him.
Stephen Chow pushed up his glasses.
Hesitation leads to defeat.
The baby took a deep breath and clenched her little fists.
"I won't hesitate."
……
Round three.
Baby walked to the goal.
The staff handed over eye masks and headphones.
She took it, put on the blindfold first, and then put on the headphones.
The world fell completely silent.
Dark.
Silent.
She squatted in the middle of the goal, with her hands on her knees.
My fingertips are trembling slightly.
The four members of the red team put on their blindfolds and sat back down in their chairs.
Wang Baoqiang's ears twitched slightly again.
"Timer begins!"
The yellow team made a move.
Shen Teng bent down and picked up all four balls in one go.
Chow Yun-fat took two, and Andy Lau took two.
Eight balls.
Shen Teng gently pushed the first ball out.
The ball rolled along the floor, slowly rolling into the goal from the baby's right side.
the second.
The third.
Andy Lau pushed the two balls in his hands in one after the other.
Chow Yun-fat rolled the two balls in from the left.
Shen Teng caught up with the last two.
All eight balls were scored.
The entire process took less than twenty seconds and was completely silent.
Baby squatted in front of the goal, motionless.
She can't hear anything, and she can't see anything.
The remaining forty seconds felt like forty years.
Her palms were sweaty.
There was only one thought in my mind—should I blow it or not?
What if they don't put the ball in?
What if it's another ball?
If I blow the wrong whistle, I'll lose my chance to blow it...
Her hand touched the whistle around her neck.
Fingertips touched the cold metal.
I hesitated.
Deng's words kept swirling in his mind.
"Remember one word... blow."
Stephen Chow's words also came out.
Hesitation leads to defeat.
Five seconds left on the countdown.
Baby took a deep breath.
do not care.
She put the whistle in her mouth and closed her eyes tightly.
"Beep—!!"
The whistle was sharp and piercing, cutting through the air in the entire room.
Team Yellow has five members, and they are petrochemical.
Shen Teng's smile froze on his face.
Chow Yun-fat's folding fan stopped in mid-air.
Andy Lau closed his eyes for a moment.
Zheng Kai held his head in his hands.
Li Chen's mouth was open and he couldn't close it.
Chen Yang walked to the goal, counted the goals once, and then looked up.
"Eight balls inside the goal."
His voice carried clearly throughout the entire room.
"Goalkeeper's whistle blows successfully!"
"Eight balls disallowed, Red team scores eight points!"
The red team is in trouble.
Deng Chao was the first to jump up from his chair, tearing off his blindfold and throwing it on the ground before he could even take it off.
"We won!!!"
He rushed towards the baby and pulled her up from the ground.
"Baby, you're amazing!!!"
Chen He rushed over from behind, yelling, and circled the baby three times.
Wang Baoqiang slapped his thigh.
Baby pulled off her blindfold and blinked.
I paused for a second when I saw the eight balls packed tightly together in the goal.
Then he laughed.
Her dimples are deep.
"Ah...it really worked?"
She gripped the whistle and tilted her head.
"I just... I just felt I should blow it."
Deng put his arm around her shoulder and laughed loudly at the yellow team opposite them.
"Did you see that?! Our baby! The epitome of good luck!"
Shen Teng leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, and shook his head with a wry smile.
"He's been scheming all along."
He glanced at Baby.
"I was defeated by a gut feeling."
Chow Yun-fat closed the folding fan and patted his thigh.
"This girl."
He smiled helplessly.
"Having a good life is as important as having a good brain."
Stephen Chow sat in his chair, watching the cheering Red Team.
The corners of her mouth curved slightly.
It's very shallow, but there is some.
Chen Yang walked to the whiteboard and picked up a marker.
"First half ends."
"Red team has nine points, Yellow team has one point."
"The Red Team is in a commanding lead."
Deng Chao put his hands on his hips and raised an eyebrow at Shen Teng.
Shen Teng looked at him with a smile.
There was something new in Deng Chao's smile, a kind of ill-intentioned one.
"So...the offense and defense switched in the second half, right?"
He turned to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang nodded.
"In the second half, the red team will attack, and the yellow team will defend."
Deng rubbed his hands together.
"Very good."
He turned and looked at the four members of the red team, his eyes burning with rage.
"Brothers, the roles have been reversed."
He spoke slowly and deliberately.
"An eye for an eye."
Chen He understood immediately.
"You mean...?"
Deng Chao said.
"A perfect replica."
He turned to look in Shen Teng's direction.
"We'll repay them tenfold for how disgusting they were to me just now."
"Tickling, snatching bags, fanning... give it your all."
Wang Baoqiang rubbed his hands together.
"middle!"
Chen He's eyes shone brightly.
"Brother Chao, this is something I'm good at!"
Stephen Chow remained silent.
Deng Chao looked at him.
"Mr. Stephen Chow, what do you think?"
If Stephen Chow didn't respond to the interference tactic, he spoke directly to the core issue.
"Ten balls, how do we divide them?"
Deng Chao was stunned for a moment.
Correct.
Interference is one thing, but how you place the ball is the real key.
The entire room fell silent for a second.
Chen He was the first to speak.
"All in! Shove all ten balls in at once! Put them under immense pressure from the start!"
Deng shook his head.
"In the last round, we went all in, but Shen Teng wiped us out with a single whistle."
He looked at Stephen Chow.
"Mr. Stephen Chow, what do you mean?"
Stephen Chow was silent for two seconds before speaking.
"1, 1, 8."
The entire room fell silent.
Chen He was taken aback.
"1, 1, 8?"
Stephen Chow nodded.
"Place one ball in the first round, and one ball in the second round."
He lifted his eyelids.
"In the third round, there are eight left. Go all in."
Deng Chao's pupils dilated slightly.
"Isn't this... the same tactic they used against us just now?"
Stephen Chow didn't say anything.
But the meaning in that look was clear—an eye for an eye.
Chen He slapped his thigh.
"Brilliant! They only allowed one ball in the first two rounds, so even if they blew the whistle, they only got one point back, but they used up their whistle-blowing opportunity!"
Wang Baoqiang nodded in agreement.
"Once their whistle blows, they'll just push all eight balls in during the third round..."
Baby added a comment.
"They can only watch!"
Deng Chao's smile had already spread across his face.
But it only hung for three seconds.
He looked at Stephen Chow.
"Mr. Stephen Chow, but there's a problem."
Stephen Chow looked at him.
Deng Chao clenched his fists.
"We're using the same tactics, surely they'll figure it out?"
Stephen Chow paused for two seconds.
"meeting."
The entire room fell silent.
Chen He's expression changed.
"So... should we still use this method?"
Stephen Chow did not answer immediately.
He looked across at the other side.
Chow Yun-fat was sitting in a chair, leisurely fanning himself with a folding fan.
His smile was kind, but his eyes shone brightly.
Stephen Chow looked away.
"use."
Deng was stunned.
Why?
Stephen Chow's voice is very flat.
He paused for a moment.
"They wouldn't expect us to use their solution."
Chen He's mind raced for a moment, then he suddenly slapped his forehead.
"A game of cat and mouse! They guessed we wouldn't dare use it, so we used it anyway—that's actually the safest approach!"
Stephen Chow didn't answer, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Extremely slight, almost invisible.
Deng Chao took a deep breath.
"it is good."
He looked at everyone on the red team.
"Let's do it this way. 1, 1, 8."
"When we were putting the ball in the first two rounds, we used all the same interference tactics they used earlier. Tickling, fanning, touching bags... it was disgusting."
He turned to look at the other side.
"Let them think we're just retaliating, not seriously putting the ball down."
Chen He's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes! The interference is just a smokescreen! The real killer move is hidden in the third round!"
Deng Chaochong gave him a thumbs up.
The baby clenched her little fists and nodded earnestly.
Wang Baoqiang rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining.
"Okay! I'll listen to Stephen Chow!"
Deng Chao glanced at Stephen Chow one last time.
Stephen Chow stood with his hands in his pockets, expressionless.
Deng Chao turned his head and looked in the direction of Brother Fa across from him.
Chow Yun-fat happened to be looking over there too.
Their eyes met briefly in mid-air.
Chow Yun-fat smiled and raised his folding fan.
Deng Chao also laughed.
But in my heart I was thinking—can this trick fool those five people?