"You're in the top ten," Yin Qimi said with a serious face, but the last word had already leaked a smile. www.biquge.info In fact, for Yin Qimi, the reward of winning three championships is far less than winning Ren Yimeng, which brings her real happiness and refreshment.

"How many strokes do you have?" Ren Yimeng glanced at her and continued to measure the club. She controlled her scores, and she was only two shots short of Xin Jialin, who was secretly competing.

"Forty-six, nine strokes less than second at the moment! However, you've only played 20 strokes after seven games, and the remaining eleven games can include three par-5s, two par-3s and six par-4s, and it's hard to compete with me at your level," Yin Qimi's performance level this time was quite normal, even if there were one or two mistakes, she was recovered by a few balls she played extraordinarily, and this time she won steadily.

Forty-six strokes, Ren Yimeng has gone through it in her heart, if she wants to win Yin Qimi, she must control the sum of the strokes within 26 in the next eleven games, and if there are two strokes in each hole, she can also give four strokes in three par five holes. Besides, Ren Yimeng hasn't hit a shot yet.

"Then you just watch my game well, and you will lose convincingly later," Ren Yimeng's eyes sharpened, the club swung out, and he simply went into the hole neatly without the slightest suspense.

This is a par four, not to mention everyone, but Yin Qimi, who was still thinking about whether he could change Ren Yimeng as his younger brother, changed his face greatly, this woman dared to hide her strength! She would never be as surprised as the people around her, and after comforting herself, Ren Yimeng was too lucky. Yin Qimi was powerless to struggle in her heart, but she seemed to have seen the end of the game with just one goal.

Ren Yimeng seems to have found her touch, in the next ten matches, every serve is played carelessly, but the accuracy and strength are excellent, two strokes occupy the most, and everyone gathered around to watch her game in amazement, she won the championship of this competition with 43 strokes.

Before everyone stepped forward to celebrate Ren Yimeng, Zhong Xu'an left with her shoulders in one hand and the ball cover in the other.

Yin Qimi couldn't help but follow, "Hey, you really don't need the 1.2 billion bonus in my hand?" That's 1.2 billion! Do you just need me to be a sidekick? ”

Ren Yimeng stopped amusedly, "It was you who didn't want to agree for the sake of backbone before, but now I think it's you who takes advantage." ”

"My backbone is worth a lot to me, but to others, how much can my backbone be worth tens of thousands? I, Yin Qimi, don't like to take advantage of others. Yin Qimi rubbed his nose and lowered his head to look at the sneakers stained with mud. She is the seventh miss of the Yin family, but who knows how much she paid to become this seventh lady? When she begged on the street and couldn't eat, she didn't know what backbone was, and only money could temporarily heal her unbearable past.

"You go back to wash up and eat, and we'll talk in the evening," Ren Yimeng dropped this sentence and went to forage for food with Zhong Xu'an, who was waiting for him.

"You're not afraid that she will make trouble for you again?" Zhong Xu'an took off Ren Yimeng's baseball cap and rubbed her sweat-soaked hair.

"I'm afraid, so I didn't dare to take her in before. But now that she has been suppressed by me, maybe the worship of me in her heart is like a surging river," Ren Yimeng's little face showed a rare look of pride, "Yin Qimi relied on the small dividends of the Yin family to open his own company outside, and he will have achieved a little success in two years, if I hand over the billions of assets to her to take care of, maybe I am expected to become the fifth super family in a few decades." ”

Zhong Xu'an pulled Ren Yimeng into the sightseeing car, the two went back to the villa to take a bath, the aunt had already brought the steaming meal, and finished eating quietly, as soon as the two put down the chopsticks, the Yin brothers and sisters came.

Ren Yimeng pulled the awkward Yin Qimi directly into the small study, an antique record player was placed in the center of the study, she gently pressed the stylus, and the overflowing melody of the strong Chinese style surrounded the room.

"This is the opening song of "Gong Qi" that you recorded," Yin Qimi closed his eyes and listened, "You are really versatile, is there anything you are not good at?" ”

"I'm not a fairy, you've seen everything I'm good at," Ren Yimeng sat not far away from Yin Qimi, and continued to look at the novel "Flowers as Promised" on his mobile phone.

The three tunes recorded by Ren Yimeng in "Gong Qi" were played again, Ren Yimeng still had no intention of speaking, Yin Qimi stood up and pulled out the stylus, and said helplessly: "I don't have many literary cells, if you ask me how the tune is, then I'll tell you that it's very good." Now that we're done with the song, isn't it time for us to talk about something else? ”

"Do you have a dream? I have, I want to be the most watched star in the world, not all because of a woman's vanity, but because I chased it for the first half of my life. Standing under the lights, I want to use my acting skills, singing and dancing to leave traces that only belong to me under the witness of many fans. Ren Yimeng opened the curtains and opened the window, the summer insects and frogs chirped one after another, and the faint stars in the dark night still shone with their own brilliance.

"I believe that everyone has dreams, but the direction and pace of working towards their dreams are different, some like to be comfortable and stand still, some are too persistent and run all the way and miss the scenery on the side of the road, and some are too careless and lose their way. I belong to the middle category, what about you? Ren Yimeng looked at Xingchen and asked the people behind him.

"Dreams? In fact, there is another kind of people who have been deprived of their dreams and live like the walking dead. Yin Qimi stood up and looked at the two walls full of romance novels, and said enviously: "Zhong Xu'an is so good to you." ”

Ren Yimeng turned around, sat on the windowsill with her arms propped up, she followed Yin Qimi's hand to see those books that almost didn't even have their names, pursed her lips and smiled: "I just took over an idol drama, and he saw that I was reading books with my mobile phone all day long, so he ordered someone to add so many books to these dusty bookshelves." You don't have to envy me, fate is so bad that you can't hide if you want to. ”

"When I was a kid, I wanted to make a lot of money, is that a dream?" Yin Qimi changed the topic and said suddenly.

"Count," Ren Yimeng nodded, she moaned a little weakly in her heart~ groan, when did she get infected with the problem of being nosy? She is not a good person, but she has not done anything evil, there are too many unfortunate people in the world, she just can't manage it, and she has always believed that as long as she does not bow to fate, she will be able to live the life she wants.

However, knowing the fate of many people, it is difficult for her to watch the fresh lives gradually lose their water and wither. In the article, Ren Yimeng, who fell into a tragic ending because of her, is responsible, and Dong Xiaoran, Yin Qimi and other people who were ruthlessly abandoned by fate, she is not willing to let go. (To be continued.) )