Zhou Shaoteng snorted and picked up 10 balls, and felt that it was okay, so he said to start.

It's just that there is always a gap between the ideal and the reality, the first ball, played a big right curve, Zhou Shaoteng had a handsome face, and there was an extra black line in an instant, and then he hit another shot, and it was a right curve, and there was an extra black line on the face, now he was a little anxious, set up the third ball, and didn't try to swing it, he went up and picked it, and played a shaving head.

"Hey, hey, pay attention to your mentality, you are not suitable for playing when you grit your teeth and gnaw on the ball, but you go to the street to be a gangster, or the kind that loses fights." The wasteland glanced at Zhou Shaoteng and reminded. "Coach Wu must have told you that golf is a gentleman's sport, right? Pay attention to your words and demeanor, pick up the club and you are a player, you have to know etiquette. ”

Stinky boy, I want to see if you really want an image, or pretend, sassy bag, see how sassy you are?

Hearing what the wasteland said, Zhou Shaoteng's anxious expression suddenly froze, put down the driver, took off the gloves in his left hand, patted his face with both hands, then pinched his face with his fingers, took a deep breath, and then hooked his fingers, squeezing out a smile on his face, how ugly and ugly, "You are right, I promised my sister yesterday that I would be a Sven person, we must pay attention to words and demeanor, we must be counted when we speak." ”

The wasteland looked at Zhou Shaoteng with a smile and asked, "Then explain to me what you were doing with that gritted teeth just now?" Aren't you trying to show me what you're capable of? Just a bunch of stinky balls? ”

Zhou Shaoteng's face blushed for a while, "I didn't play well in that ball just now, it doesn't represent my true level, I'll definitely be fine if I try again." ”

Yes, if you don't play well, you don't play well, he doesn't find extra reasons, if he loses face, he will lose face, the ball is played by himself, and he will admit that he doesn't play well, and he won't be discouraged, this character, the wasteland is more and more like him, what is fate, this is, and then test the test, maybe there is a master-apprentice relationship.

"When people are in a hurry, their breath is unstable, their breathing is uneven, of course, the control of strength and the balance of the body will be a lot worse, after all, your foundation is weak, the playing time is short, and the proficiency is not enough, I believe that if you are given enough time, you will grow into a talented player, but now, don't play with the idea of continuing to try, you play rhythm, go and rest for a while, clean up your face, understand what a gentleman's sport is, and figure it out, I will tell you what momentum is. A week later, you're going to learn. The wasteland prevented Zhou Shaoteng from continuing to play.

"Huh? Coach, please pay attention to your words, you are also a golf coach, how do you use the vulgar word "mouth" to describe my handsome face? Inappropriate, a bit rude. Zhou Shaoteng's brain circuit actually missed the point.

"Shut up, cover your face too, with your current dignity, the bottom of the ranking during the game is basically what you are now, and don't praise yourself handsome in front of me, I, a person who runs four, haven't heard others praise themselves handsome in front of me for many years. Finally, when you look like a gentleman, I will treat you the way you treat a gentleman. Now, you're treated like this. "Wasteland talk to Zhou Shaoteng well, this guy can't listen to the point, then the sword will go sideways, and then guide and guide. said that he deliberately exaggerated the disgusted expression on his face a little more.

Zhou Shaoteng was scolded and lost his temper, "You are more handsome than me, I admit it, but if you want to say that the bottom of the game is like me, I don't believe it, if you play golf well, you are ugly, then I won't play." ”

The wasteland took out his mobile phone, flipped out some pictures, beckoned Zhou Shaoteng over and said, "Come, I'll show you some real photos of the youth champions, no beauty, no retouching, it's more real than pearls." ”

Zhou Shaoteng took the mobile phone, swiped across the screen, and the more he looked at it, the more depressed he became, those young champions are not to mention handsome, even the ordinary public faces look more pleasing to the eye than them, the skin is dark, if it is said that those who came back from African mining also believe it, if the sky is dark, I really can't see the facial features clearly, I smile at night, two rows of big white teeth out of thin air, as for the face? Gotta touch.

And one thing to note is that it stands to reason that teenagers and children with a face of collagen should not have wrinkles at the corners of their eyes, however, collagen does not smooth out the professional imprint caused by long-term training and squinting to see the ball.

"How? What do you think? The wasteland poked Zhou Shaoteng's shoulder and asked.

Zhou Shaoteng drooped his head, "Coach Wu lied to me, saying that playing golf is very handsome, and he can develop his specialties, and it will be of great help for me to go to college in the United States in the future. I'd rather not play, and I can't get a tan like that! ”

"Look up and look at me." The wasteland suddenly raised his voice, Zhou Shaoteng was startled, and hurriedly looked at the wasteland with a puzzled expression.

"What do you think of my level of play?" The wasteland stared at Zhou Shaoteng and asked.

"Shouldn't it be bad? More than 80 strokes at the level? After all, Zhou Shaoteng has not been in contact with golf for a long time, and he has not played a few games, and as for the masters, he has never crossed paths at all. The game has never been played, and in his cognition, the level of more than 80 strokes is a master.

Hearing this, the wasteland stared at the boss, and his voice raised again, "My students are all single, you say I'm more than 80 strokes?" ”

"Huh? Are you that good? Zhou Shaoteng was skeptical. But looking at the wasteland staring, there is only a small mutter.

"If it's not amazing, why did your Coach Wu ask me to come over and give you pre-game guidance?" As he spoke, he flipped out a picture and showed it to Zhou Shaoteng, "Take a look, the photos of my previous competitions." ”

"Holy! Such a big trophy, or a champion, coach you are too awesome! Zhou Shaoteng jumped up excitedly.

"Hey, hey! Pay attention to your demeanor, image, image! Looking at Zhou Shaoteng's appearance that he had never seen the world, he was angry and funny.

"Do you look at me black now? Tanned as an African refugee? Does this playing ball and basking in the sun affect the appearance of our old men? "The wasteland is now asking three questions, and it is time to brainwash and correct ideas.

"It's not black, the main handsome is scum! Coach: How do you do that? Zhou Shaoteng asked with a look of adoration.

The wasteland smiled and sold it first, "If you promise me one thing, I'll tell you." ”

"What are you talking about? Coach, you are my idol, I listen to you. Zhou Shaoteng nodded like a chicken eating rice, and agreed.

"I'm here to help, take a few of you competition students to the end of the competition, yesterday a few other students promised me in front of their parents, no matter how hard the week is, resolutely cooperate with the training, have you done it?" Wasteland asked seriously.

Zhou Shaoteng stood up with a sigh of relief, "Coach, do you think those little broken children can do it, can I still do it?" As long as I don't break the phase, I will cooperate absolutely unconditionally, but I will also be a ......."

Seeing that Zhou Shaoteng was going off topic again, the wasteland hurriedly interrupted him, "Okay, stop, don't mention your 'glorious' deeds in front of me." Coach, I'm also a person with a story, you just need to complete the training as I ask you to do. As for the others, several of them have participated in the competition, you are the first time to participate in the competition, the requirements are not high, just don't come back from the penultimate to the bottom. ”

"Coach, don't underestimate me, isn't it just one game? Watch me bring you a championship back. Zhou Shaoteng patted his chest.

"If you don't brag, I can still be your coach. You think the game is only about playing? Do you know the rules? It's embarrassing to go up in a daze? As he spoke, Wasteland took out a book of golf rules from the stack of books in the office and threw it into Zhou Shaoteng's hand.

Taking the book, Zhou Shaoteng's face was embarrassed, the latest revised edition of the "Golf Rules", the size of 32 carats, the content of the rules has not changed much, but with the addition of common precedents, it is also as thick as three centimeters. Zhou Shaoteng flipped through it, looking at the dense words, his face was about to turn the color of pig liver. For students in international schools, it is a small life for them to gnaw on books seriously.

"What? Haven't learned the rules? Aren't you clamoring for a championship? I've dealt with a lot of champions, and they learn the rules of six-six. The wasteland looked at Zhou Shaoteng's embarrassment and was stimulated again.

"I heard Coach Wu say that during the game, isn't there a referee?" Zhou Shaoteng asked stupidly.

"Yes, there are referees, the existence of referees, one is to adjudicate some controversial treatments, the other is to maintain the orderly progress of the game, and have a certain supervision effect on the players, but not every hole, every group has a referee, maybe the referee and you are separated by a few holes, you need to wait for him, some common small problems you have to wait for the referee to decide, your rhythm will be chaotic, the progress of the game will also be affected, for example, the pressure group. A round of more than four hours can be played in a game, because often shouting the referee, the time will be extended, which has a great impact on your concentration and physical strength. The wasteland knocked on Zhou Shaoteng's head and explained.

Zhou Shaoteng suddenly realized, nodded like pecking rice, "Coach, how you arrange, how I practice, I listen to you." It's this rule, I really can't remember it, this rule book, I can fall asleep after a few glances. ”

Wasteland looked at Zhou Shaoteng's performance, and was secretly happy in his heart, this kid is a good seedling, whether there is a master-apprentice fate, I have to see again, anyway, I like him more and more. "There are skills in learning the rules, who let you endorse, you are a player, and you are not going to test the referee, if you want to learn, I can tell you about the experience."

Zhou Shaoteng himself is the kind of teenager who loves stinky farts, and when he encounters the coach of this style of the wasteland, he feels cordial and very temperamental, and he is very attached to the wasteland at this time, the wasteland itself has rich experience, and the cases encountered in the previous competitions are picked out to be representative, and the colorful explanations are picked out, and Zhou Shaoteng listens to the rules of the wasteland like listening to a story.