Chapter Ninety-Three: I'm a Good Man, So I'll Fight You with My Eyes Closed
Suddenlyβ
The faces of the crowd became even more ugly.
They couldn't believe their eyes at all, and even wondered if they were dreaming.
It's an eagle ball!
Even a golf god like Tiger Woods, he can only play an eagle ball if he is in good condition!
The short hole is only a par of three and is the most prone to birdies and eagles.
But this is for the top pros β
If you are an amateur, not to mention eagles and birdies, you can play par, which is worth bragging about for a lifetime.
Of course, luck is not clear, and occasionally there will be amateurs who play birdie, but this must be the luck of winning the jackpot in a lottery ticket.
As for the eagle ball?
Just think about it.
is a top amateur player like Zhang Shaojie, who plays 10,000 strokes, and is not sure that he will be able to hit an eagle ball.
However, Lu Yu just hit an eagle shot.
His swing posture is not skillful and non-standard at all, and can even be called lame.
The way he struck, the footsteps he swung the ball...... In short, no matter how you look at it, he is an out-and-out novice, and he has not even started.
How can such a guy hit an eagle ball?
Zhang Shaojie's face turned green.
Lu Yu hit the eagle ball, wouldn't he lose three million on this first hole?
Of course, until now, he didn't believe that this was Lu Yu's true strength.
I just think that Lu Yu's luck is really against the sky.
So in his opinion, if he finished the eighteenth hole, he would definitely be able to beat Lu Yu fiercely.
He was angry that this hole failed to get a good start and lost face.
Especially, looking at Lu Yu's appearance, the clouds are light and light, not sad or happy, but he is not excited at all because he played the eagle ball.
It's like, in this kid's opinion, he won himself so naturally, and he didn't even think of himself as an opponent at all.
This kind of ignorance caused damage to Zhang Shaojie and was even stronger than Lu Yu humiliating him at the moment.
In other words, ignoring you is the greatest humiliation for you.
I won you.
But it's your business.
Zhang Shaojie was almost crazy.
And Zhang Qiling, Chen Yanyin and others naturally spared no effort to applaud.
Even the fat men of the Fat Army and the little secretaries dressed up in fancy clothes began to applaud.
After all, the miracle of the eagle ball is not a cabbage on the side of the road, and it cannot be seen at any time.
Even if it's luck, it's still an eagle ball after all.
Zhang Shaojie tried to adjust his breathing to calm down.
"It's **** luck, it must be **** luck, this kid can't really have the strength to play the eagle ball."
He kept hinting at himself in his heart, forcing himself to calm down.
Because playing golf, the most important thing is not only strength, but also mentality.
When he's in good shape, he can finish 18 holes in 100 strokes, and if he's not in good shape, it's possible to finish 200 strokes.
This is also the biggest gap between amateurs and professionals, in addition to strength.
That is, the ability to adjust the mentality.
Fortunately, Zhang Shaojie's mentality is still good, and he quickly adjusted his state from the shock of Lu Yu hitting the eagle ball.
The second hole.
It's still a short hole.
Zhang Shaojie's condition this time was even better than the first hole, and he played at a super level, scoring three holes and hitting par.
The rich second generation began to applaud again.
"Shaojie, good job!"
"Shaojie, just keep it up, this kid is definitely blinded on the last hole."
"That is, is it possible for him to still play the eagle ball?"
"Fart eagle ball, I don't believe this kid can still step on ****!"
The rich second generation began to ridicule again.
Lu Yu glanced at them coldly, took the club, and spit out two words in a low voice: "Noise." β
"Grass, boy, what are you crazy about? Can you still hit the eagle ball? β
"That's it, a hillbilly is a hillbilly, if you can still play eagle ball, young master, I'll swallow the golf ball!"
Lu Yu shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "Whether you like to eat balls or **** is your freedom, it's my business." But β I can really still play eagle balls. β
"Haha, you just blow it. The sky is blown black by you! β
"Like, boy, do you know why it's dark? Because the sky is full of cows flying! β
"Haha, the cow in the sky, I'm afraid it's all blown up by this kid."
Lu Yu said no more.
Adjust the state, and enter that nuanced state again.
This time, it felt even better than the last one.
Power, swing!
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the golf ball crossed a brilliant arc, like a flying fire meteor, and flew towards the hole.
Just listen to the pop.
This ball did not fall on the grass, but directly into the hole.
Unbiased, hollow in the middle.
Dumbfounded.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
No one spoke.
No one dared to speak either.
Eagle Ball.
The second eagle ball.
And it's an eagle ball that goes straight into the hole.
What is this?
Marvel?
No, it's a miracle.
This is a miracle!
Even if it's the best international golf tournament, there's no player who can play this kind of ball!
Let's take an analogy.
Lu Yu's first shot was like someone throwing a three-pointer from the backcourt on the basketball.
It's magical, but there are people who can do it.
For example, Stephen Curry, the most amazing three-point player in basketball history, often hits this kind of ball.
In one season, you can get more than a dozen of them.
And this second ball, the same ultra-long-distance three-point shot in the backcourt, was not thrown in with his hands, but the ball was thrown up, against the defense of five people, and a header rushed to the top and put it in.
Is it possible?
When pigs fly.
There is absolutely no way anyone can do it.
It's not a miracle.
It's a miracle.
It's God who has changed his jersey and is playing.
Lu Yu was still very light, and his expression had not changed.
It's like, in his opinion, scoring this kind of goal is as simple and natural as eating, drinking, and drinking, and it is not worth bragging about at all, let alone his excitement.
Zhang Shaojie's face was pale, and the black ones were wrung out of the water.
The first eagle ball can be said to be **** luck against the sky.
And what about the second one?
Can it be called luck?
No way.
How can anyone have such luck?
Zhang Shaojie's mentality is already out of balance.
Even if he plays with Tiger Woods, he won't have such an unstable mentality.
After allβ
Even Tiger Woods can't hit this kind of ball.
"Hey, it's your turn." Lu Yu looked at Zhang Shaojie and said.
Zhang Shaojie wiped the sweat on his body.
Sweat comes in an instant.
It's all cold sweat.
He barely adjusted his form and hit the third short hole.
This hole, because his mentality was out of balance, actually hit a full seven strokes before entering the hole.
After Zhang Shaojie finished playing, his face was pale and crumbling, obviously he couldn't believe that Lu Yu could hit two eagle balls in succession.
"What a weakling. Shanxin, you have to come on, or you will lose as pants, believe me. β
Lu Yu looked at Zhang Shaojie and sighed, looking like I really don't want to win too much against you, so you have to fight a little bit yourself.
"Hey, forget it, I'm a good person, I can't bully a kid like you, so let's do it, the next ball, I can fight you with my eyes closed."
Lu Yu said, really asked someone to find a cloth, and blindfolded his eyes directly.
Humiliate.
Naked humiliation.
Pretending.
The pretense of the red fruit.
But no one dared to ridicule and ridicule anymore.
Because he proved with his actions that he really had the qualifications to humiliate Zhang Shaojie so much, and Lao Tzu was so arrogant.
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