The second hole was still Huo Qisheng's kick-off first. The rules of the game were that those with good grades would kick off first.┌ *| ┐Huo Qisheng's expression became serious, calmly recited the key points of the technique, and prepared to swing calmly in two minutes. The ball flew out of a parabola with the club and flew nearly a hundred meters towards the green direction. This is his real level. Now the stimulation of huge bets also stimulated his condition.

Everyone's swings were good, which was much better than the first hole. The caddie ran over quickly and planted a small red flag at the landing point of each person's ball.

Liang, who was the last to play, was the most attractive. He waved the club majestic, and then slowly gestured to prepare for the ball. However, when the club approached the ball, there was no movement for a long time. When everyone was impatient, he urged Chen Mengyao beside him, "Talk quickly! You have to remind me of the technical skills."

"Hmph, you are not very capable, you should remind me." Chen Mengyao glared at him and said angrily, but a hint of sweetness rose in her heart, feeling that she was quite important.

"Hehe, I'm used to your reminder. I feel quite empty and can't lift my spirit if you don't speak." Liang Yong smiled wickedly.

"Hate." Chen Mengyao cursed, and when she stared at her, she felt a fever on her face.

"Spread your feet, use force to your waist and abdomen, wave your arms to perform circular movements, and control the angle of the ball with your wrists, and go north to the north..." Chen Mengyao slowly said the technical key points that need attention, and her expression became serious, as if she was fighting too.

"Don't forget to use all your strength. The farther the ball is, the better." Chen Mengyao said in the end. The farther the first serve, the better. It is more than 00 meters away from the green.

With her reminder, Liang used his body to form a graceful posture, his arms moved in a circular motion, and the club drew a perfect curve. He heard a "whoosh" sound, and the ball broke through the air under the hit of the club...

Chen Mengyao stared at every move, overlapping the series of movements with the perfect trajectory in her heart, and found that it was so coordinating and flawless. At this moment, his figure suddenly became tall in his eyes, with a trembling glory. Chen Mengyao was so obsessed with it.

He turned out to be so perfect! Nonsense, I knew he was so perfect, otherwise I wouldn't have been begging him for nothing...

The caddie who was watching from a distance ran along the direction of the ball flying, but did not catch up. The ball flew over very high above their heads and continued to move forward. She had already flown 500 meters in the air, but there was still no sign of falling.

"Hey! People 500 meters ahead pay attention to the landing point of the ball." The referee in charge ordered the intercom, and the caddie in the distance was ordered to run.

Everyone standing there was shocked. This guy's ball could fly with wings...

Two minutes later, a report from the walkie-talkie came from the walkie-talkie: "I have tracked the ball and have already planted a red flag 600 meters away from the green."

It's 600 meters away from the green! So the ball flew 1,400 meters in the air. I'm sorry! Is this true?

"You tell him to check the ball for the game, there is something wrong with that ball." Huo Qisheng angrily ordered the referee.

The referee naturally did not dare to neglect and ordered the ball to be checked in front of him. Later, the answer came: "Report, everything is normal. It is intact during the flight."

"**! I asked you if there are wings on the ball, but you checked whether the ball was broken or not." Huo Qisheng scolded himself, but he couldn't say this idea, and it seemed too stingy to say it out.

The game continued, and Huo Qisheng and the others felt that the pressure increased. Some people performed beyond their level during the second round of swing, and some even misperformed, hitting the ball far away from the green.

Because the ball used by Liang flew too far, he didn't need to swing the ball in the next few rounds. He watched everyone swing continuously and chased the ball that was far ahead.

That was so relaxed, and he joked with Chen Mengyao while walking.

"Crazy girl, guess how many shots they need to catch up with me."

"It's hard to say. I've played well and played more than ten shots."

"What if it were you, how many shots would you hit?"

"I usually need about twelve shots, and girls are weak." Chen Mengyao said pertinently.

"Then they must have used more than 12 poles." Liang Yong said affirmatively.

"Why?" Chen Mengyao asked strangely.

"Hehe, they are far worse than you!" Liang Yong smirked.

"Tsk! I don't need you to please." Chen Mengyao said with awesomeness on her neck, but she felt sweet in her heart, and said to herself: "This guy is quite good at making people happy. I wonder if he often coaxes his girlfriend like this."

Huo Qisheng happened to be walking next to them. Chen Yi said that he was not even as good as a woman, and his nose was almost crooked. He secretly vowed that he would catch up with the ball used by Liang within 12 shots.

Later, the downshot became more slow and steady, and all his attention was spent on playing ball.

Round after round, Huo Qisheng's ball was the first to surpass Liang's ball. After just 12 shots, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "After all, there is no need for a woman to be bad."

When he looked at Liang Yong again, he was so angry that he vomited blood. Seeing that he was already holding Chen Mengyao's hand and helping her look at her palm, he looked leisurely and contented.

"Hehe, your love line is so good. One line means that you are loyal to love and will only love one person in your life. I don't know who that guy is, it's really enviable."

"How could I know that everyone I meet now is a stinky man." Chen Mengyao said awesomely, thinking to herself: "Isn't it just this guy, and she pretends not to know, bad guy!" Her heartbeats quickly, and she felt a fever on her face. Her palms that were grabbed by him became sensitive. When she bursts of numbness and itch came over, she wanted to hum happily.

"Hehe, I advise you not to meet him. Judging from your palm, there are quite a few wives, at least ten or eight in your life. With your big jealous jar, you will definitely drink jealousy and drink full..." Liang Yong was chatting happily. Not to mention that the crazy girl's palm is so comfortable to touch. Although she is not as soft as Sakai Miko's palm, she has a strange warmth, just like holding a piece of emotional warmth in her hand. It made me feel panicked, and my heart is pounding...

"You... hate it, and you think beautifully. If you dare to steal it with my aunt on your back..." Chen Mengyao was so angry that she suddenly pulled back her palm and would curse.

He suddenly woke up in a panic halfway through the scolding. I and him were nothing? How could he treat him as a disobedient man? If he said this, wouldn't he laugh at himself again? He was so scared that he shut up and stopped talking. His heartbeat accelerated again.

"Hey! Master Liang Yong, it's your turn to hit the ball." The referee next to him reminded.

They are staff members of the Chen family. They respect Liang Yong very much like Chen Fu, and they also call "Young Master Liang Yong" like Chen Fu.
Chapter completed!