Official Career Storm-Chapter 1480

Song Guanchao demonstrated a few more moves, then got up and asked, "So, how's it going? Have you learned it?"

"I'll give it a try."

She lightly pressed her lips together, walked over, and recalled Song Guanchao's posture a moment ago, imitating it perfectly.

She aimed at the cue ball, pulled back her right hand, then swung her forearm.

Thwack!

The cue ball struck the target ball, which then slid across the table felt and into the pocket with a satisfying sound.

Song Guanchao's eye twitched slightly, and he forced a smile, "You're learning quickly."

Seeing his reaction, Wu Qiangwei feigned surprise, "It went in? Is it that easy?"

She bent down again, but this time, the cue stick wobbled awkwardly in her hands, and the cue head was crooked, resulting in a miscue.

She knit her eyebrows slightly, and as if refusing to accept defeat, continued to hit a few more times, but either miscuing or missing entirely, failing to pocket a ball.

The first successful shot seemed like a lucky fluke.

She frowned, "It's a bit hard."

Song Guanchao said, "It's not hard. You're just not quite using the right posture, and your shot isn't steady." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Wu Qiangwei asked, "Is my posture wrong?"

"Yeah, it needs some adjustment. Come on, lie down again, and I'll help you adjust it."

Wu Qiangwei bent down again, and Song Guanchao came to her side, gently maneuvering her waist little by little.

Feeling his gentle movements, Wu Qiangwei blushed slightly, feeling a touch of happiness.

She actually learns quickly; her first hit was her true skill level.

But after the hit, she suddenly realized that coming here with him wasn't really about who was better at playing pool.

If she played so well, how would Song Guanchao have the chance to teach her hands-on?

So, she intentionally performed poorly afterwards to give Song Guanchao a chance to guide her.

This little thought process seemed to go unnoticed by Song Guanchao, who was happily teaching her hands-on at the moment.

"Yes, that's the posture."

"Stand firm with your legs, keep your waist steady, and don't stick your butt out so much."

"Come on, make a shot."

"Pop!"

The cue ball was pushed stably, knocking into the target ball.

"Yes, perfect."

Reluctantly, Song Guanchao let go of her waist and took half a step back, "Now try it by yourself."

However, without his guidance, Wu Qiangwei went back to miscuing.

Hence, Song Guanchao stepped in to guide her closely again.

Standing beside her, close enough to touch, with his chin resting on her hair, Song Guanchao held her hand with his right hand, gently pulling it back, then softly guiding a shot.

Their position was extremely intimate.

A few young people playing pool nearby watched with envy.

Some of the guys with girlfriends kept glancing over.

One look at Wu Qiangwei's figure and then their own girlfriends, they grew a tad jealous.

"Damn!"

Just a short distance away, a young man wearing a cap and mask, gripping a pool cue, feigned playing pool but kept staring in Song Guanchao's direction.

Seeing Song Guanchao guiding her closely, his eyes nearly popped out.

"My big sis sure knows how to pretend!"

The young man was none other than Wu Ming, who had been tailing the two all night to see what the deal was.

Upon seeing Wu Qiangwei change dresses and go out to eat with Song Guanchao, he suspected they were likely on a date tonight.

Entering the billiards hall confirmed his suspicion.

But he didn't expect his big sister to be such a good actress!

Even though it was her first time playing pool, her learning ability was formidable—such a simple game, she could easily pick up just by watching.

Yet after hitting the first ball, she suddenly pretended to be a fool.

Wu Ming could tell she was doing it on purpose.

It was clearly to give Song Guanchao the chance to guide her.

"Such a fox," Wu Ming realized his big sister had a knack for being coy.

But he had to admit, guys fell for that act easily.

If a woman is too strong, most men couldn't handle it and would feel insecure and defeated.

It's the gentle women who can trigger men's masculinity and sense of protection.

He was surprised to see his big sister, of all people, pretend to be vulnerable for a guy.

"The power of love is truly frightening."

...

"Still can't do it," Wu Qiangwei miscued again, sticking out her tongue, "Am I stupid or what?"

"You've learned really fast already."

Song Guanchao praised, "When I first played, I wasn't as good as you."

"Really? You're not just consoling me?"

"Really,"

Song Guanchao said, "Here, let me help you adjust your stance again."

The two spent over an hour in the billiard hall, in constant physical contact, chatting and laughing.

Wu Ming felt like he'd consumed a piece of Big White Rabbit toffee, unbearably sweet, making him extremely uncomfortable.

After leaving the billiard hall, they didn't head to the mall's parking lot; having had drinks, they couldn't drive.

It was nearing nine, yet the pedestrian street was still bustling.

After a bit of strolling, Song Guanchao said, "Let's head back."

"What about the car?"

"We'll have Wu Ming bring it back later."

Song Guanchao replied unceremoniously.

As they waited by the roadside for a ride, they heard some commotion in the distance.

A group of young guys, smoking and walking over with loud voices, clearly having had some drinks.

Song Guanchao instinctively placed himself in front of Wu Qiangwei to shield her.

Feeling his protective gesture, Wu Qiangwei was filled with an indescribable emotion, wondering if this was what falling in love felt like.

As the young men approached, they stopped in front of the couple.

Several pairs of eyes landed on Wu Qiangwei, their gazes brazenly lewd, "Hey beautiful, want to add us on WeChat?"

Wu Qiangwei's pretty face turned cold in an instant, while Song Guanchao smiled and said, "Sure, let's add each other on WeChat."

Wu Qiangwei was a little taken aback; she thought Song Guanchao would smack the guy given his personality.

The young man was also surprised, not expecting Song Guanchao to be so agreeable.

"Here, add me on WeChat," Song Guanchao said to her.

A bit unsure, Wu Qiangwei still took out her phone.

The young men exchanged glances but didn't take out their phones.

Song Guanchao persistently smiled, "Weren't you going to add her on WeChat?"

"Yeah, sure..." The young man took out his phone, added her on WeChat, and then suggested, "How about a few drinks together?"

Song Guanchao smiled, "I believe I just gave you some leeway."

The young man was startled again. The man in front of him was clearly smiling, yet his words didn't match his expression.

After a brief pause, the young man responded, "Who do you think you're talking to?"

Just as he finished speaking, Song Guanchao suddenly shoved his phone into the young man's hand.

Baffled, the young man looked at the phone that unexpectedly appeared in his hand, feeling puzzled.

But the next moment, he saw the man in front of him make an upward motion.

Following that, a sharp pain tore through his face.

"Smack!"

Song Guanchao slapped him, and the young man spun like a top.

Without pausing, he stepped forward and elbowed the second man in the face.

With a crack, the young man's nose was smashed, blood pouring as he yelled in agony.

Three remained; realizing the situation, they raised their fists to fight.

Song Guanchao dodged one man's punch, moved to his side, and kicked him in the back of the knee, knocking the young man off balance.

As he staggered, Song Guanchao delivered a knee strike to his chin.

The young man's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The remaining two were panicked, backing away while shouting, "You, you, don't come any closer! Hitting people can get you jailed!"

Song Guanchao flexed his fist, then casually walked over and knocked out the fourth guy with a punch.

The last one tried to flee, but Song Guanchao tripped him, causing the guy to fall face-first.

Squatting down, Song Guanchao grabbed his hair, lifted his head, and demanded, "Spill it, who sent you?"

Initially, he thought these young men were just drunk and looking to hassle them.

But after adding her on WeChat, they made another inappropriate request.

Song Guanchao was nearly certain that these young men being here wasn't coincidental but orchestrated by someone.

In his heart, he suspected Xu Chengcheng was behind it.