Chapter 159 Fairy ball, beautiful skin

Author: Smoking Clownfish

Chapter 159 Fairy ball, beautiful skin

Jiang Weilin looked handsome in his competition attire, and his full-time sparring partner He Yuxin stood beside him. The two of them were simply a golden boy and a beautiful girl.

Although the beautiful Kong Mengyao is also standing next to Wang Yu, compared to Jiang Weilin, Wang Yu seems a bit ordinary.

The key is that Liang Wanying, Jiang Qiao, and Su Miaomiao are on their side. Jiang Qiao is cheering for her brother, and Liang Wanying is just here to find fault.

"Tsk, you're an A-level member of the club. Are you here to be a full-time sparring partner?"

Liang Wanying glanced at Kong Mengyao a few times, and had to admit that this little girl was not inferior to her in appearance, and she became more and more angry: "I have never seen you join in the fun while playing golf. After a while, you were at the bottom. I am embarrassed. Let's see what you do."

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Wang Yu wanted to laugh when he saw Liang Wanying being held by Su Miaomiao, but he had to hold it back.

But it was not his style not to fight back, so Wang Yu said calmly: "Are you so sure that I will be at the bottom?"

Seeing that Wang Yu didn't seem to be panicking, Liang Wanying felt unsure, so she changed her tone and said, "Even if you're not at the bottom, you're still among the last few!"

"Make a bet?"

Wang Yu snapped his fingers, leaned close to Liang Wanying and said, "How?"

Increasingly uncertain, Liang Wanying looked at Jiang Weilin on the other side: "Brother Lin, how is Wang Yu's level?"

"Hahaha, you guys are making a bet, I can't tell you!"

"Tch, then I won't bet!"

If she doesn't realize that she underestimated Wang Yu, Liang Wanying will be stupid.

"Wang Yu, let's get to know our teammates together!"

Jiang Weilin saw the other three people coming over, and immediately pulled Wang Yu to join them.

"Wang Yu, the boss of Fruit Tea CC!"

Jiang Weilin briefly introduced Wang Yu and then pointed to the other three people and said: "Yu Hanwen, the best player in the circle of young people in Shanghai!"

Wang Yu shook hands with this ordinary-looking young man. Jiang Weilin smiled and said: "Many supermarkets in Shanghai are run by the Hanwen family. Our Fruit Tea CC helped a lot when they settled in!"

"I heard from Weilin that you have good golf skills. Now you will be competing against their second seed player, Ou Jun. Try not to let him pull away."

Targeting the European Army?

Wang Yu couldn't help but look at the group of people gathered on the other side. Ou Jun was talking and laughing among the crowd.

"This fat man's name is Bao Yaozong. When you become the director of the department, you will know that he is an interesting person. This handsome guy second only to me is Song Yunfeng. He has three major hobbies: luxury cars, beautiful women, and golf!"

Wang Yu and the two of them also shook hands one by one, and said with a smile: "Brother Bao, I am also a person of substance, and I have the same three hobbies as Brother Feng: beauties, beauties, and beauties!"

"Hahaha"

Bao Yaozong and Song Yunfeng both gave Wang Yu a thumbs up, this newcomer is to their liking!

After laughing, Yu Hanwen said: "The number one seed in their team who is going against me is Zhou Wuyang, the dragon crossing the river this time, the number two European army is going against Yuzi, the number three seed Ye Youqing is going against Yunfeng, and the number four seed She Shaoshan is

The target is Fatty, and the last one, Cao Songwen, is Lin!"

After introducing the matchup, Yu Hanwen didn't say anything to encourage morale. Everyone was a hero and there was no need to be fancy.

"Losing is a high probability. It is said that Zhou Wuyang is already qualified as a professional player. He has shot a par of 70 in some serious events with wild cards. Although it is a high probability for them to win, the five of us only need to lose within two seconds.

Within ten strokes, they are the ones who will be embarrassed!”

"Zhou Wuyang had already said that he would lose if he couldn't win twenty strokes!"

Jiang Weilin explained to Wang Yu on the side: "These people don't talk about anything else, they still talk like nails!"

As the time came to 2:30, after the two teams shook hands, the game officially started.

During this period, the moment Ou Jun shook hands with Wang Yu, his smile was a little weird.

As soon as the game started, the supporters behind the lineups of both teams were clearly distinguished. It was clear at a glance who they supported and who they did not support.

It is impossible to have friends on both sides and chat with each other like in the previous club.

Zhou Wuyang is indeed Yu Hanwen's opponent worthy of attention. In fact, his level is not much higher than that of Yu Hanwen. The key is that he is stable.

He has an average long club and an average putter, nothing outstanding, but he rarely makes mistakes.

So after the first five holes, Zhou Wuyang was ahead of Yu Hanwen's 24 strokes with 22 strokes.

Sitting at the back, Wang Yu and Ou Jun are still doing well, basically the same at 26 strokes.

The key is that the last three have been beaten by Zhou Wuyang and his team by nine strokes!

It's a bit embarrassing to be eleven strokes ahead before the halfway point of the tournament.

Fortunately, Wang Yu is thick-skinned and adheres to the mentality of competition that as long as I am not embarrassed, the only thing that will embarrass other people is others, and he is still tied for third place with the European team.

By the time seventeen holes were played, the gap between the two teams had narrowed to twenty-three strokes.

The 18th hole is a par-5 long hole. Perhaps because of his advantage, Zhou Wuyang relaxed a little, but was recovered by one shot by the serious Yu Hanwen.

Then the group of Ou Jun and Wang Yu kicked off.

In fact, the biggest variable among these ten people is Wang Yu.

Everyone has been playing golf for so many years, and the basic level is there, with not much difference.

Only Wang Yu was reborn. His original level was indeed good, but his body memory may not be able to keep up.

Playing basketball with Jiang Weilin was mainly about chatting and did not evoke physical memories.

In this serious competition, Wang Yu played better and better in the first seventeen holes.

He has surpassed Yu Hanwen, and now his score is one over par, which ranks second behind Zhou Wuyang, who finished the game with 71.

The reason why their five-person team has not been stretched too far is entirely due to Wang Yu's 7-shot draw from the opposing European team.

Standing at the tee point, Wang Yu took the No. 1 long wood from Kong Mengyao, adjusted himself to a comfortable position and posture, and swung smoothly to hit the ball.

It's almost a subconscious movement. There is no fine-tuning. It seems that any position of the body is the most suitable position for exerting force.

"Wow."

Everyone around, no matter which side they supported, let out an exclamation for Wang Yu's kick.

The ball was high and floating. Everyone looked after it and realized that this shot might go directly to the green!

Many impatient people chased after him. Ou Jun, who was about to kick off, smacked his lips and looked at Wang Yu with the expression: Brother, why bother?

Wang Yu didn't expect that he would hit such a shot, and shrugged: I didn't expect that either!

After the European Army kicked a 160-yard ball, the team moved forward, and some of those who passed in advance were already shouting: "Fuck me!"

It turned out that Wang Yu's tee shot not only went directly onto the green, but was already less than ten centimeters away from the hole.

Almost made a hole-in-one!

Wang Yu did not wait for the European team, and directly took the No. 8 iron from the hands of the excited Kong Mengyao, who was blushing. With a slight push, he won the last hole in two strokes, ending his 18-hole schedule.

Then everyone calculated again, and Wang Yu actually ranked first with a score of 70, two strokes below par, beating Zhou Wuyang's 71!

Jiang Qiao's little hands were all red now, and she was jumping up and down while holding Liang Wanying's arm.

Liang Wanying was actually a little confused from the first hole. As Wang Yu played better and better, she became more and more glad that she did not bet.

After playing the last hole, seeing Wang Yu who was definitely ranked first, Liang Wanying only had one question mark left in her mind: Is it true or false?

Su Miaomiao was also stunned. She hoped that Wang Yu would lose, but also had the expectation of supporting the Magic City team. It was very contradictory.

Hitting such a shot in an amateur competition can be said to be a magic shot. The European soldier was so distracted that he used two putts within five margins, resulting in a full eight strokes on the par-5 hole.

With this out and one in, the original 22-shot gap between the two teams suddenly became 16 shots!

As long as Jiang Weilin and the others bite, they won't lose more than three strokes.

Sometimes morale is an illusory thing, and sometimes morale really exists.

In the next game, Bao Yaozong, Song Yunfeng, and Jiang Weilin all performed extremely well.

Song Yunfeng, Jiang Wei and Lin Ping not only scored five strokes, but the fat man Bao Yaozong actually made a birdie and recovered three strokes by himself.

At the end of the game, not only was the distance not widened, but it was reduced to ten strokes, just shy of reaching single digits.

Zhou Wuyang had nothing to say and admitted defeat to Yu Hanwen in person.

Yu Hanwen replied with a smile: "We lost in terms of actual scores. You didn't win enough scores. You think you lost this game and there is no winner!"

Zhou Wuyang curled his lips and muttered before finally leaving: "His female horse's magic ball, which is rare even in the All-Milan Championships, was played. Damn it!"

Ten strokes is not a real gap. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the gap between the two teams is definitely more than twenty strokes. The turning point started when Wang Yu hit that magic ball.

Yu Hanwen could only show a helpless expression. He could play this magic ball for a lifetime, and he thought so too.

Finally, Wang Yu went on stage to receive the award, and received a trophy and a check for 500,000 yuan.

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To be continued...