Facing Tomoko's "provocation", Master Number Eight only smiled and nodded, "Since Miss Eiko is so modest, let me start the ball first." To my surprise, the Master didn't choose the usual defensive route, but directly scattered the pile of red balls. Unfortunately, there was not a single ball in the bag. This was something that was unlikely to happen anyway.

"Aren't you being more modest, Master?" Tomoko's reply confused me, but it didn't take me long to understand what she meant. She meant that the Master had humbly given her the first round.

As all the balls had been scattered, Tomoko was able to clear all of the red balls with ease.

The clamoring crowd fell silent. It seemed like even if a master were to take action, the result would be the same as before – Huizi would never make a mistake. As long as she could find an opportunity to score a down shot, she would be able to pull it off in one go.

This was a perfect opponent.

The master scattered the balls first, then Eiko cleared the stage. But I really don't understand why the Grand Master gave up the good situation to the other party in the first place. Since the initial batting zone was far from the red ball, it would be unrealistic to try to force the red ball into it.

Halfway through the third round, the Grandmaster who had nothing else to do raised his head and asked the Chairman: "Mr President, can I ask about the Access Rate s?"

"You …" The chairman was surprised. He didn't think that the contestant who was nervously competing would ask such a question.

"Is the current Access Rate already very low?" The master continued.

The chairman didn't know how to answer, but that didn't matter, because the "late" editor could cut off the master's question.

"Why do you ask?" The chairman still respected the master, even though it was not a good question and he asked it in the wrong place.

"Mr President originally thought that everyone would like to score cleanly, right?"

The Chairman didn't say a word, as if he was waiting for the match to end.

"Peng peng peng peng, the pleasure of attacking is like a human ejaculation, it is a kind of release of pleasure." The master suddenly spoke out an analogy, "Does everyone agree on this point?"

The crowd was speechless. They didn't understand the intentions of the master.

The Master then continued, "But the result is obvious. The Access Rate are even lower now. The reason is... It's like having sex. If you ejaculate too fast, you can do it once or twice without any foreplay, but doing too much will make you bored. "

I can't believe that the normally gentle and refined Master No.8 would use the analogy of making love... However, he did get to the point by saying that his words were straightforward.

It was the word "suspense" that I thought of just now. Tomoko defeated her opponents one by one so quickly, and without a doubt, everyone thinks that she will be the champion for this year's finals.

In addition, with Tomoko's thumping sounds as she pushed the ball into the hole in every round of matches, there was no sense of beauty in watching too many matches. Even the most amazing magic, if repeated a thousand times, people would get tired of it.

Just as I was thinking this, Tomoko has already won the third round, with seventeen sets of nine wins in the finals, which obviously means that it has been shortened. Because of the high chance of this movement, the more numbers there are, the fairer the winner will be.

"That's why it's too late." the Master concluded. I wondered if he had figured out the President's plan. Otherwise, why would he teach the President not to take the wrong path?

Tomoko started her fourth match. It seemed like the gap between the two of them was growing larger and larger.

Or perhaps it was because the Grand Master really had nothing to do, so he decided to find a topic to talk about?

"I think what the Grand Master said makes sense," the Chairman said as he adjusted his glasses, looking gloomy. "I did not grasp this balance, so I could not think of this … Miss Eiko actually managed to hit the ball with such precision. "

"You can't blame Eiko." The Master looked at Eiko as he quickly hit the ball, but was not anxious at all, "She was only displaying the strength she should have."

"Then the master wants to say it?"

"This movement is too old for this era of high speed. To be able to turn it around is indeed worthy of praise. But Mr President, have you thought about whether it would truly be the best choice to let it leave safely? "

"Did my efforts go to waste?"

"But the results are predictable. The pace of the times was too fast. People had countless more interesting sensory stimuli to enjoy. Why did this need so much energy? … Especially the match of concentration? "

"Focus."

"Yes, that's why I love this exercise. It fosters my concentration. "For every shot, every thought, every blow, every step after that, it takes a lot of patience and perseverance."

"But the people right now are actually obsessed with Eloi World."

"That's right, when people attach their souls to a live broadcaster, or 'personally' experience virtual games and adventures, the direct stimulus is far greater than the Snooker movement. People are no longer able to appreciate this thought-provoking activity, which requires them to devote themselves completely to their mental activities in order to discover the benefits. "

"You can only find the benefits when you invest in it."

"Let me tell you the results of my research," the Great Master had already handed over the stage to Eiko, of course Eiko was listening to Master's' sermon ', but this did not stop her from hitting the ball with precision, "I have done some comparative experiments to study the changes of human brain neurons during the past ten years."

"Experiment?" Latimer who was standing at the side silent suddenly spoke: "Are you talking about the experiment?"

"Yes, a scientific experiment. I scanned the brains of a lot of volunteers."

"Please forgive my bluntness." Latimer revealed a strange smile, "I think that the Master Number Six of your Meditation Group, looks like he only knows how to … preach as you said before. "

"Hehe, I understand how you feel. It's just that Master Number Six is good with words, but I place more emphasis on science."

"I thought …" Latimer wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Not everyone in the Meditation Group is like him, who loves to instill chicken soup," Master Number Eight said bluntly. "The experiments have found that the composition of the neurons in the human brain has changed a lot in the last ten years."

"What is the change?" Eiko who was lying on the ground was also very curious and asked on the side.

"The structure of neurons is different, and the structure of the past is more suited to the work of the human brain dealing with a single thread, so we can say that it is a deep thought. The current structure is more suited to the multithreaded work of the human brain, but we can say it is a work that floats on the surface and can be done without deep thought. "

"The structure of the neurons?"

"If you are interested, I can show you the scanned pictures, but let me introduce you a little here!" I had no idea that the master could do scientific experiments, "I was not surprised by this result. Because today, people are exposed to high-speed, fragmented flows of information every day, and people will continue to engage in similar recreational activities when they get home. Who would ever settle down to enjoy a round of snooker matches? "

I nodded, and I saw that everyone was nodding.

"Does Grandmaster mean that the tempo of this era is too fast, which is why people lack the ability to concentrate and are unable to enjoy more advanced and profound activities?"

"You can't even think about it deeply," the Master shook his head. "For people, it's too tiring. It's better to lie on a Eloi Access Chair and watch those dazzling programs hovering around you one by one."

Just as they were talking, Tomoko had already won eight rounds, she only needed to win one more, and in the finals, Master Number Eight had not even won a single ball!

"Does the master think it can be changed?" I asked.

"Change? Do you think it's a bad situation that needs to be changed if it is to be considered bad? "

"Of course!" I thought to myself, but after careful consideration, I realised that the Great Master's doubts were very reasonable. Why does it seem like human beings needed this kind of deep thinking and "high level interest"? Now, everyone was immersed in the high speed and complex colored Eloi World, how could this be considered as a bad thing?

"Does Mr President think that it needs to be changed?" The Master, seeing that I was silent, turned to the Chairman.

Tomoko urged from the side: "Master, who do you think will be the one to kick the ball?"

The Chairman thought about it for a moment, then nodded and said, "I think this should change because …"

"Very well," said the Master, without waiting for the Chairman to finish, and with a start, "for of course there will be people who will notice the charm of concentration!"

At the start of the ninth game, the Master changed course, letting the ball gently touch the red ball and breaking it up a little.

What did that mean? I don't know.

But the one who was even more confused was actually Tomoko, she suddenly stopped, and started thinking carefully about how she should continue the fight. This was something that had never happened before. Did she not know where to start?

He probably didn't hit the ball well enough until he had only slightly rubbed the ball against the red ball and then stopped it at the top of the table. Of course, this was also a very common way of responding, but …

Tomoko's pole did not directly attack! Instead, she chose to defend!

A long-awaited defense!

I'm a little excited! Tomoko had never defended against any attacks that she could make on her journey!

"Miss Eiko, in order to avoid injustice, I think it would be best for me to be honest with you." The clamoring resumed, and the Master signaled for them to quiet down. He then explained to Tomoko, "I think your judgement will have a limit, if it's just a small disturbance from the ball pile, you won't be able to figure out a suitable path to get off the ball."

"So from the time you scattered the ball to the time you retracted each time, the heap of balls became smaller and smaller … Are you trying to test the limits of my judgment? "

"Exactly, I just stubbornly believed that you would have a limit to your judgement, so I wanted to test it out."

"You tried it out." Tomoko was also extremely honest with him.

The moment he said this, everyone boiled over and continuously applauded the master.

I also admire the master from the bottom of my heart, because this is probably the limit of what a human can do.

"Very good, so next …" The Master gave the ball a gentle push, and the ball was hidden behind the ball. "Now come and play snooker with me."

Tomoko stared at it for a moment, and then laughed out loud: So this was your idea!

Snooker! The long-lost snooker!

So that's how it was! The Master did not want to use an egg to hit a rock, because he knew that Eiko's attack was even sharper than his.

Seriously, all of us were scared by Tomoko's sharp attack. How could we not think of using snooker to save the situation?

Just like I said before, Snooker's true intention was to "obstruct" the ball. Now, the Master had made an excellent obstruction when he hid the ball behind the colored ball, because Tomoko could only hit the red ball but not the colored ball.

Thinking of the master's plan, I couldn't help but cheer! With this, would the master have a slight chance of winning?