Faced with Mr. Lu's annoyance, Ye Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and didn't bother to refute. If you are arrogant at the level of Mr. Lu, others can, but in the face of him, you are still arrogant and wrong.

All of their contestants lined up in a straight line on this flat grass, and according to the rules of the competition here Ye Cheng came relatively late, so he was on the far right, that is, last. According to the rules of the game here in Zhang Bald, the person on the far left starts at a time, and one person takes turns to hit one shot. The person with the lowest number of strokes to the target wins.

Ye Cheng had a rough look at these faces just now, and he recognized all of them, many of them did play golf, and they still had some level. In the amateur competition, they have also won a few rankings, so they have a level, and these people are all gearing up for this prize. But having strength is only limited to their group of people, and for Ye Cheng's strength, it is not worth mentioning in front of him.

The referee gave the ball the end hole, which was the 11th hole after crossing several small hills and a small lake. This distance is still relatively long, probably because of the fact that so many people are racing together at the same time, so in order to increase the playability, and the game is not so chaotic, they deliberately extended this distance.

The first to serve was a long, relatively strong man, wearing a black vest, who twisted his neck and very professionally raised the first ball. The golf ball he had just gotten off was instantly knocked into the air under the tremendous force of the impact, cutting through a very steep parabola. Then he landed on a flat meadow behind two hills. Most people see that the ball is always in a straight line between two points, so they don't know if it's a good ball, and they all applaud and congratulate.

"This ball is played very ordinary, what is there to applaud, I really haven't seen the world. Mr. Lu, who was on the left side of Ye Cheng, couldn't help but wave the golf club in his hand and complained.

The rest of the game was very fast, and everyone hit their first shot quickly. And each time the ball lands, there will be a player's special ball head running to that position, inserting their specific number, in order to make it easy to identify when playing a shot. It didn't take long for Mr. Lu to serve again, and so far, only two balls on the court have been served relatively well, not only remembering the farthest, but also not too far from the main line.

Mr. Lu was very embarrassed before serving, glanced at Ye Cheng, and let him see how he showed off. After taking a deep breath, he exerted his strength and struck hard, the parabola was not as perfect as he expected, but it was not too bad, and he barely landed on the top of the third hill, which can be regarded as a good ball that can be ranked in the top five.

Without waiting for Ye Cheng's evaluation, Mr. Lu himself took the lead in speaking: "Hey, my mistake is still too big, but it doesn't matter, even so, it's still a very perfect goal, it's your turn, see what kind of level you are at when you're so arrogant, right?"

I don't know why, Lin Yidu, who was on the side, unconsciously showed a handful of sweat, at this time he always felt that he and Ye Shengrong were in disgrace, if he could play the perfect ball, he would also feel very proud, if he was humiliated by Mr. Lu, he would feel a little embarrassed for some reason. Among these participants, there are many people he knows, so he tries to avoid the eyes of these people and prevent more people from recognizing him. After all, most of the people here have a good relationship with Xiao Zhan, and he is He Chenggong's person, so naturally he has nothing to talk about with them. Anyway, it's going to be-for-tat when you speak, so it's better to pretend you didn't see it.

Ye Cheng poked his hand, and then picked a lighter rod. Mr. Lu, who was in the first game, was staring at Ye Cheng's hand deadly, and he was looking forward to the arrogant young man in front of him, and then he would make a stupid move that made him laugh. Not only that, but he not only wanted to let himself see it alone, but also called the other people next to him to watch Ye Cheng fight, and others didn't need to fight, so he simply surrounded Ye Cheng two meters away.

For their observation. Ye Cheng was unmoved. After observing the downwind direction, calculating the distance and the strength of the hand that needs to be hit, Ye Cheng's muscle memory tells him how to hit a perfect ball, and after all the moves are ready, he did not hesitate and instantly hit it with just the right force.

Everyone's eyes and gaze were focused on the moment Ye Cheng hit the air, and when that golf ball landed on the far left lower edge of the third hill, everyone burst out laughing, except for Lin Yi.

"Hahahaha, I really laughed to death, you are embarrassed to come out of the class to get an axe? I don't know who gave you the courage, you dared to choke me like this just now. Mr. Lu smiled the most: "Little brother, look where your balls have been hit? They are about to fly to Spain, how are you going to hit them back? You have to use at least twenty or thirty strokes to reach the end of the hole!"

Although Mr. Lu's words were very polite, others felt that it was not unreasonable, because the ball played by Ye Cheng was too biased, and it could even be said that it had entered a dead corner. It's one of the biggest mistakes they fear when playing golf. Hitting the leftmost corner of the deletion means that you have to waste a few shots to get him back on track., and the ball that others have long been on the right track, just relying on these few shots can already open a big gap, and even directly approach the finish.

Zhang Bald, who was on the side, saw this scene, although he also wanted to laugh, after all, Ye Cheng's oath just now did make him feel a little overwhelmed. But after all, Ye Cheng is still his guest of honor, so in order not to affect Ye Cheng, he immediately stepped forward and comforted him kindly: "It's okay, this is just the first bar, everyone's gap is actually not that big, and there is still a chance to overtake it later." ”

Mr. Lu still laughed presumptuously: "Zhang Bald, you don't want to comfort him anymore, for people like him who don't know that he has given the two, he should tell him the reality, let him face the most true self, and know how bad he is, so that he can make progress!

His words caused the people next to him to laugh again, and the corners of Ye Cheng's mouth rose slightly, and he threw the golf club directly into the ball cover. Then take out another heavier rod and walk in the direction of his ball.