Seeing Jiang Feng pretending to be so powerful, Lin Jiayue really wanted to take the club and stab him in the face.

Didn't you just score a shot? As for being proud?

An Xiaoxiao also frowned, and was even more optimistic about Jiang Feng's character.

She turned her head to look at her best friend Yang Tongtong and found that Yang Tongtong was looking at Jiang Feng with a on her face.

It seems that his best friend is really poisoned, and I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Jiang Feng poured into Yang Tongtong, which made Yang Tongtong like it so much.

However, Ye Qiu smiled indifferently, Jiang Feng pretended to be a little too much, but he didn't pretend to be on point.

Later, he planned to teach Jiang Feng a good lesson and tell Jiang Feng what it means to pretend to be forced.

After playing one shot, Jiang Feng did not delay and continued to play the second shot, and the ball still went in.

Immediately after that, the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth strokes were all scored in succession.

"It seems that I have a good hand today, there are four shots left, and it shouldn't be a problem to go one more shot. ”

Jiang Feng grinned and continued to hit the seventh shot.

In order not to win too obviously, he deliberately made a mistake on the seventh shot.

The eighth shot was also deliberately wronged, and the ninth shot was scored in earnest.

As for the tenth shot, he thought about it for a moment and said, "This shot is not hit, anyway, it has already scored seven strokes." ”

After saying this, he walked back from there, looked at Ye Qiu and said, "Ye Qiu, it's your turn, as long as you score a shot, even if I lose." ”

When Ye Qiu walked towards the golf position, Lin Jiayue hurriedly ran to Ye Qiu's side and whispered, "Eh, Ye Qiu, do you really want to fight?"

Ye Qiu glanced at her suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Lin Jiayue said a little angrily: "You didn't see that guy was trying to insult you on purpose?"

"I can see it! It's so obvious, how can I not see it?" Ye Qiu said.

"You can see it, so are you still going to fight?"

Ye Qiu's answer almost made Lin Jiayue faint, what kind of logic is this, knowing that others are insulting him, he has to be hard-headed.

Is it a masochist?

After thinking about it, Lin Jiayue added: "Otherwise, I said that my stomach hurts a little, and you should take me to the hospital to see, and don't play this ball." ”

Stomach ache?

Ye Qiu couldn't laugh or cry a little, such a 'wonderful' reason, I'm afraid only Lin Jiayue could think of it.

"It's okay, just fight, didn't you say it? I want to be happy, not to mention, I don't necessarily have to lose!"

Ye Qiu winked at Lin Jiayue and said confidently: "I have a hunch that my luck will be very good, maybe I will score ten strokes if I hit ten strokes." ”

Phew!

Lin Jiayue was so angry that she wanted to take a sip of salt soda and spray Ye Qiu to death.

Even golf has only been played on TV by someone else, and if you play 10, you will score 10.

Why don't you tie up a monkey and light it, and fly into the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

"Hmph! If you insist on losing face, then let you lose face, anyway, it's not to lose my face!"

Lin Jiayue felt that her kindness was not reciprocated, she tried her best to give Ye Qiu an idea, but she didn't expect Ye Qiu to care, so she snorted angrily, turned around and walked back to An Xiaoxiao's side.

"Jiayue, what's wrong with you?"

An Xiaoxiao saw that Lin Jiayue's face was not very good, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"No, we'll just see how he loses face. Lin Jiayue said in a low voice.

An Xiaoxiao could probably guess what the reason for An Xiaoxiao's anger was, it must have been her to persuade Ye Qiu not to compare, but Ye Qiu still insisted on comparing.

However, what she was more puzzled about was that Ye Qiu, who listened to Lin Jiayue's description, did not look like a stunned young talent.

Since he knew that Jiang Feng was showing off and attacking, Ye Qiu still had to agree to a competition, could it be that Ye Qiu was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Thinking of this possibility, An Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes stared at Ye Qiu tightly, not wanting to miss any of the pictures.

"Boy, I'll see how you compare to me!"

Jiang Feng also looked at Ye Qiu's back, he sneered in his heart, he was already thinking about whether to laugh at Ye Qiu tactfully or directly laugh at Ye Qiu.

Anyway, he didn't have any good feelings about a little white face like Ye Qiu, and he was going to laugh at him if he seized the opportunity.

Yang Tongtong doesn't have Jiang Feng's complicated thoughts, her mind is relatively simple.

She couldn't even see Jiang Feng's pretending actions, and thought that Jiang Feng and Ye Qiu were playing a game purely for golf.

Ye Qiu held the club and stood on the side of the golf ball, he did not stand according to the standard standing posture, but stood there very casually.

At the same time, he didn't hold the club with two hands, just with one hand.

It looks as if a stick in your hand is ready to hit a rock, rather than preparing to play golf with a club.

"Ye Qiu, your standing posture is completely unqualified, didn't you just tell you just now?"

Jiang Feng saw Ye Qiu standing there casually, and couldn't help but accuse: "The standing posture is not standard, basically don't think about scoring goals." ”

Ye Qiu didn't bother to pay attention to Jiang Feng's nonsense, and when Jiang Feng was still talking, he held the club with one hand and waved it.

Bang!

The club hits the golf ball, which still makes a graceful arc in mid-air.

Then, the golf ball fell directly into the hole under the stunned gazes of Lin Jiayue, An Xiaoxiao, Jiang Feng and Yang Tongtong.

Perfect goal!

Not even the lawn is rolling!

Lin Jiayue's small mouth grew, and she hurriedly reached out and rubbed her eyes, and couldn't help asking, "That ball...... Entered?"

"Entered, flew straight in. ”

An Xiaoxiao nodded shockedly beside her.

"Holy!?"

Jiang Feng was even more exaggerated, his eyes were about to pop out, and he almost didn't give himself a slap to see if he was dreaming.

Such an unstandard posture, such a casual swing, and actually scored the ball flawlessly?

No way!

It's definitely fucking shit luck to the highest level!

Jiang Feng took a deep breath, trying to calm the turbulent mood in his heart.

Ye Qiu turned his head, looked at the surprised expressions of Lin Jiayue and the others, touched his head, and asked with a very incomprehensible look: "Can this be considered a goal?"

"Stupid! Of course it's counted! The balls are all in the hole, why don't they count?"

Lin Jiayue reacted and glared at Ye Qiu with a red face.

"Ahem, well, it looks like I'm lucky, I scored the ball on the first shot. ”

Ye Qiu coughed dryly, looking a little embarrassed.

"Ye Qiu, your luck is not good, but against the sky!"

"I've been playing golf for so long and I've never seen anyone score so casually. ”

"The two of us just competed, I am willing to bet and lose, and I will invite everyone to eat later. ”

Jiang Feng tried hard to suppress his dissatisfaction, and he generously 'admitted' that he had lost, but then he said:

"But the way you play like that is just luck, and if you want to play golf well, you have to rely on real skill. ”

"If you don't believe me, you try two more shots, and if you put aside your luck, you won't score. ”