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"Song Liangjun glanced at Ye Cheng, his confidence soaring. He wants to beat me with one hand? Unless he was dreaming! If he wins, I'll eat the club. "
No one thought that Ye Cheng would win, but instead, Zhou Jialin's eyes flashed with a strange light and he asked: "Young Master Song, do Ye Cheng really want to use one hand to play golf with you?"
"Yes, I hope Miss Lynn can see how I can teach this kind of ignorant person a lesson later!" Song Liangjun never thought that Zhou Jialin would be interested in this bet. He was overjoyed, looks like he would have to show off later.
Lin Tianjiao and Wang Kai did not think so. Even if your Young Master Song won, that was only a matter of course. But then again, if he lost, he would lose all his face.
Soon, the boy brought the club and set up the golf ball.
Ye Cheng waved his staff a few times, feeling the weight and quality of the balls. Young Master Song, let's end the battle quickly, and don't follow the usual strategy, why don't we change to a different game? "
In front of Zhou Jialin, Song Liangjun appeared extremely magnanimous, and said in a free and easy manner: "If you want to fight, go ahead, I'll accompany you."
Ye Cheng pointed at a ball hole in the distance with his pole, "Young Master Song, do you see that? It's that ball hole.
Song Liangjun looked at the hole and said confidently: "No problem."
"Alright, since the rules were set by me, then I'll let you fight first." Ye Cheng retreated to the side, giving Song Liangjun enough space to dodge.
"Then I won't be polite." It didn't matter who he fought first, since Song Liangjun believed that he would definitely win.
"He came before the set up golf ball, took a deep breath, adjusted himself, gripped the club with both hands, and swung it high, with just the right amount of strength." Dang! With a crisp sound of impact, the golf ball flew out and landed not far away from the cave entrance.
Song Liangjun quickly rode the bicycle to the front of the flying golf ball. After getting off the car, he swung the ball with the right strength and the ball rolled back into the hole. He was overjoyed. His performance this time was not bad.
"Alright!" Song Liangjun's bodyguards all clapped, cheering for him.
Song Liangjun proudly went back to the original spot and scored another ball with two shots. He was even more elated. It seems like today is my lucky day to score two goals in a row!
When he swung the club for the fifth time, the golf ball flew through the air and landed on the lawn, rolling towards the cave entrance.
Song Liangjun stared closely at the rolling golf ball. He had a special feeling about this pole, that after hitting it, the ball would most likely enter his heart. He watched as the ball got closer and closer to the hole. The speed at which it was rolling became slower and slower, as if it was about to stop. He gripped his hands tightly and shouted in his heart, "Enter, enter!"
He watched as the ball approached the edge of the cave and didn't seem to have any strength to move forward. He couldn't help but get nervous as he couldn't help but want to blow on it.
The ball continued to move forward slowly, stopping motionlessly at the entrance of the cave. His heart was also tangled up.
The ball stopped at a point where it would fall into the hole even if it moved a centimeter forward. Then, it tilted at an extremely slow speed and fell into the hole.
"Yay!" He entered! One rod into the hole! " Song Liangjun was so excited that he almost jumped up. Since he had started playing golf, he had never been able to get into a hole like this. His face lit up with happiness. This time, the heavens are helping me, giving me a super high performance. If I score three with five shots, I'll see how you can beat me!
"Young Master is awesome, this is too beautiful!" The bodyguards were happy for Song Liangjun as well, their praises were clear to hear.
Su Mingxuan knew about Song Liangjun's skill with the ball, and thought that it was purely just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. He laughed: "Young Master Song, not bad, your skill has increased greatly after not seeing you for a few days!"
With an incomparably pleased expression, Song Liangjun modestly said with modesty: "You flatter me, I flatter you, I flatter you, I flatter you normally, I flatter you normally!"
Su Mingxuan curled his lips: I said you're fat, but now you're panting.
Su Mingxuan and Wang Kai were relieved when they saw Song Liangjun's score of five shots into the third ball, at least he wouldn't lose. If Song Liangjun accidentally lost, it would cause them to lose a lot of face. After all, the four of them were known as the East China Sea Four Young Masters, and sometimes both sides would suffer losses.
Song Liangjun was so beautiful that she couldn't find her way to the north. She couldn't help but ask Zhou Jialin: "Miss Lynn, how was the fight with my last pole?"
On account of face, Zhou Jialin praised: "Not bad, you seem to have the intention of being an expert."
Song Liangjun did not expect Zhou Jialin to praise him as an expert, and he became even more pleased with himself. "Thank you for your praise, but my standards have always been like this."
He felt like he was a general who had achieved victory in his match. His heart was extremely beautiful, he flaunted it for a round, then arrogantly looked at Ye Cheng with incomparable pride and said, "Mr. Ye, it's your turn. If you give up now and apologize to me in front of me, I won't pursue the matter of you slandering me anymore. "
It's just a shot to see how pleased you are with yourself. You don't even know what your last name is. Mu Lingdie could not stand Song Liangjun's arrogant and complacent attitude any longer, hence he leaned close to Ye Cheng and said softly: "Ye Cheng, you must beat him. Even if you don't fight over the mantou, you must fight for it.
Qiao Rubing frowned, although she did not know much about golf, but she knew that the chances of Ye Cheng winning was close to zero, unless a miracle happened.
Ye Cheng mocked: Young Master Song, I said that your ball skills are terrible, it is simply a disgrace to take it out, you don't believe me, just open your eyes wide.
Song Liangjun coldly snorted: "I said you are an amateur, I think a little too highly of you, I want to see how you will fight!"
Ye Cheng leisurely walked in front of the ball boys golf ball that had been rearranged. As per what he had said before, he held onto the ball with one hand and looked at the hole in his eye, then raised his arm and elegantly put it down. His movements were extremely standard, cool, and confident. A perceptive person could tell that he was an expert just by the way he swung the stick.
"Clang!" The golf ball quickly flew out, leaving a beautiful arc in the air. Ye Cheng stopped watching the ball and let the ball boy play his second ball.
The golf ball that was flying in mid-air tilted towards the ground, accurately falling into the hole.
Everyone who was watching was shocked as they stared blankly at the hole. The surroundings instantly became completely silent.
"Beautiful, she's too beautiful!" Mu Lingdie never thought that Ye Cheng's golf skills could be this powerful. No, to be exact, he was abnormal. So this guy had always been pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. He knew that he definitely could win, but he still purposely infuriated Song Liangjun.
Song Liangjun, who was still thinking about how to mock Ye Cheng, nearly dropped his jaw in shock. His mouth was wide open and his mouth agape. He felt a burning sensation on his face, and was not convinced. "You must have been faked. I don't believe that you can still strike with this spear."
Ye Cheng looked at Song Liangjun in ridicule, and said with a faint smile: "If I could fight it out, what would you do?"
F * * k, why are you so arrogant! Song Liangjun cursed in his heart, but under this kind of situation, he definitely could not lower his arrogant head. If you can strike again, I'll give you two hundred thousand dollars for every strike. "
Ye Cheng curled his lips in a casual manner and muttered: "Stingy, I only paid two hundred thousand."
Mu Lingdie's beautiful eyes revealed a trace of cunning, and jeered: "That's right, that's right, Young Master Song is too stingy, you can even say two hundred thousand."
The two of them were singing the same tune, causing Song Liangjun to roll his eyes in anger. Especially the fact that he said he was petty in front of Zhou Jialin, it was unbearable to the point that he immediately assumed a rich and overbearing stance. If that's the case, then get the hell out of Eastsea City if you can't get your hands on the five hundred thousand. "
"500,000 is still acceptable." Ye Cheng's expression became even more lively, it was as if he had sneaked into money's eye.
Song Liangjun suddenly felt that it was a disgraceful thing to play golf with this kind of people, and unhappily urged them: "Cut the crap, hurry up and play ball!"
"Young Master Song, you're in too much of a hurry to give me the money!" Ye Cheng swung his staff leisurely once again. This time, everyone was closely watching the trajectory of the flying golf ball.
Seeing that the golf ball had once again landed accurately in the hole, Song Liangjun's face immediately became extremely ugly, his heart praying that he was once again mistaken.
Ye Cheng said while beaming: "Young Master Song, remember this well, you owe me five hundred thousand."
Song Liangjun said generously: "It's only five hundred thousand, I won't go back on my words."
For the next two shots, the golf ball still accurately fell into the hole at once, not even touching the ground halfway through.
The people around him were even more shocked. If the first two times were really Ye Cheng's fault, but he was able to score four perfect goals in a row with an almost identical score, how could they explain that? This could only mean that he was a top-notch expert in golf. His accuracy was like a missile that had set its target in advance.
Song Liangjun's expression was unsightly to the extreme, as if she had been fiercely slapped in the face by someone. Her face alternated between red and white, and her heart felt like it had flipped over.
However, Zhou Jialin's eyes lit up once more. She stealthily stared at Ye Cheng as the scene of Ye Sheng teaching her how to play golf surfaced in her mind. The perfect score was exactly the same as the one before. The only difference was that Ye Sheng had both hands at the time, while Ye Sheng's younger brother, Ye Cheng, had only one.
She began to doubt if he was actually Ye Sheng's twin brother. Why were both of them such obscure super golfers?
"The last pole, Young Master Song will show you the highest realm of golf. Five hundred thousand one pole is definitely worth it."
After he finished speaking, Ye Cheng did an action that no one would dare to imagine, and tightly shut his eyes.
"No way, he's going to close his eyes and play?" If it wasn't for the fact that they had seen Ye Cheng's super high golf skills, no one would believe that he could make it in. But at this moment, everyone was really looking forward to see this expert's amazing performance.