Yang Ming nodded at the applause with a smile and showed his hand, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth. He performed well under the witness of so many pairs of eyes, and could not hide his pride.

Even Li Wei was applauding with a bright smile, and she clapped her high-fives with Yang Ming who came back and congratulated her: "Beautiful job!"

"Isn't that supposed to?" Yang Ming was very confident.

"Pride!" Li Wei looked at him with a little doting look. This scene happened to be in Zhu Youwen's eyes. The clapping movements became numb, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was bitter.

But he maintained it very well: "Congratulations! Good luck!"

"Let's continue?" Yang Ming knew that the other party was not giving up.

"Continue!" Zhu Youwen had no way out.

Yang Ming is the winner of the previous hole and serves first. This time it is a long hole (park 5 hole), with sand between them. According to the strength and direction of the swing, it is easy to fall into the sand, which increases the difficulty.

Yang Ming observed several directions and took the first shot that was more radical. He hit the ball hard and thought about the sand, but the landing point was down the slope, and the ball still rolled into the sand.

"It's better to play conservatively than using this method!" Zhu Youwen pulled out the club and walked onto the serving area. Many people around him agreed with him.

"Tsk!" Of course, there are people who don't want to browse him, so Fu Anning doesn't have to look at anyone's face.

It was Zhu Youwen's turn to serve the ball, and the drop point was still far from the flagpole, so he continued to hit the ball in the second shot, bringing the distance closer again.

After the two sides took turns several times, Yang Ming seemed to be not sure about the distance. He failed to fly into the green on the fourth shot and landed on a high place outside.

Those who understand the ball are predicting: "It may take six shots."

"This location is too far away, it's hard to grasp." Fu Anning frowned.

"The bogey (six strokes) is determined." Zhu Youwen judged with experience that he wanted to score the fifth shot from a long distance? He had only seen some top experts who could play it.

So Zhu Youwen took the game with great confidence this time, and went to the green with the fourth shot, which was only about 15 yards away from the hole, and the audience cheered.

Zhu Youwen was overjoyed, and this time he was sure to win!

He looked at his opponent proudly: "Mr. Yang!"

Yang Ming didn't care about this provocation. It was a bit difficult to beat outside the green, but he repeatedly observed the route and coordinated his muscles, as if he had a clear understanding and entered a good shot!

The golf ball flies parabola, falls into the green and rolls, getting closer and closer to the hole!

The audience stared at this track, clearly heading towards the hole!

"There is hope!" Fu Anning didn't blink.

"Come on! Get up!" Li Wei's breathing slowed down.

Zhu Youwen stared at her eyes tightly, hoping in her heart: "Stop! Stop quickly! Fuck me!"

But as if he had the last bit of strength to take the ball, he rushed over and entered the hole.

"Five! par!"

"Brother Yang is so great!"

Xia Qing cheered and hugged Fu Anning, happier than Yang Ming who scored the goal! Li Wei smiled and looked at the situation. The hits that were usually only seen in major events were actually staged in reality!

"It's amazing to hit outside the green!"

“The same art as watching the Masters!”

The audience also felt satisfied.

Yang Ming waved his hand and walked back: "Good luck! It's time for you, Mr. Zhu!"

Zhu Youwen kept thinking that he was lucky, why could he score the ball with that ball? Is it so evil? I am so familiar with the stadium, so I must play well this time!

Maybe it was because I was just trying to make myself play well, which affected my performance and it was even worse. After swinging the fifth shot, the ball was still swaying near the hole.

The originally stable par pole missed! Zhu Youwenya was itchy and wanted to smash the pole in her hand, but so many people were watching it, so she endured it!

"There is no more run on the sixth stroke." Fu Anning tsk, "If you don't keep it stable, you may be able to get the seventh stroke."

"Your mouth is so bad!" Xia Qing laughed at him.

Zhu Youwen, who had a little red face, pushed the ball, but actually hit the most speechless scene. His hands were shaking, and his strength was not strong enough and he was stopped by the grass!

The ball had already reached the edge a little bit, and it might have entered after a gust of wind, but now there is no cloud and the breeze is not coming.

"Double Bogey!"

Fu Anning smiled. Zhu Youwen wanted to score seven shots on the par-5 hole! One more shot is a "bogey", and two more shots are a "double bogey", which is not very nice.

"You are such a crow's mouth!" Xia Qing smiled.

"I'm called God's prediction." Fu Anning pinched her face and played.

Li Wei smiled at these two live treasures, and she felt a little envious in her smile. She was very happy to have someone who was in love with her and had a good temper to play with her.

"Sister Wei! Hold it?" Yang Ming arrived.

"I don't want it!" Li Wei said she didn't want it, but she hugged her and whispered: "Don't beat the other party too ugly."

"I know the measure." Yang Ming smiled and said in her ear, turning back: "Mr. Zhu is a little lucky. Take a look at the next hole and make good use of it."

"Yes." Zhu Youwen is no longer talking now, and is deeply hit and doubtful in his life.

Perhaps he was too proud. Yang Ming scored four shots in the short hole of No. 3. Zhu Youwen, who didn't say a word, actually adjusted the par.

Yang Ming naturally didn't feel unhappy: "Beautiful performance!"

"So too, you're almost lucky." Zhu Youwen regained his confidence.

"Is this guy a bad guy?" Yang Ming said to Li Wei strangely.

"Don't make fun of it!" Li Wei smiled and pushed him away.

The battle continues to take place.

But it can be seen by everyone. Yang Ming is more than a little bit strong. He has a stable ball control ability and strong psychological quality. He is talking and laughing with his friends when he wins and loses.

Zhu Youwen is too easily affected. Maybe this type of person has never lost since childhood, and others give in to him. After suffering setbacks, his mentality will be unstable and his mistakes will be exacerbated.

This is a fatal weakness on the field. The stronger Yang Ming is, the more unstable he will perform.

After the first half, he did not continue. Yang Ming scored an excellent score of 36 shots, while Zhu Youwen's performance was getting better and worse. Later, he admitted: "Skills are not as good as others! I lost!"

He admitted defeat and felt more relaxed. He waved his hand to rest; Yang Ming's friends also prepared tools one after another, but they hadn't started warming up yet!

"Let me show my skills too!" Fu Anning stepped forward with the pole in a very standard posture. The first shot was close to the green, and the second shot passed by!

"Oh!" Fu Anning slapped her thigh in annoyance.

Everyone laughed and there were many people who knew each other. They just wanted to have fun when they came out to play. While waiting for their friends to hit the ball, they could talk about their hobbies and fun, and the watches on their wrists could be discussed for most of the day.

Li Wei also made a debut. Although the lady is more of a landscape and is responsible for beauty, she still gets applause: "Sister Wei is so great! Don't be nervous if you have another standard!"

Li Wei was nervous: "Don't talk!"

Yang Ming shut up, Li Wei put the hole into the putt, and then everyone burst into applause, "This par is beautiful!"

Yang Ming stepped forward and slapped her high-fives and congratulated her: "Isn't this a good hit too!"

"That's!" She wants to be proud.

"Hahaha! Let's go next stop!"

Let’s take a walk, the weather in this season is no longer too hot. Playing ball and taking a walk in the sun can achieve the purpose of fitness exercise.

We play with a strong nature until almost noon, and we end the activity when we are thirsty and hungry. We go to the "19 holes" together, and everyone outside the 18-hole court must go to the area.

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Chapter completed!