Love Apartment: Returning to Zhuge Dali at the beginning

Chapter 880 This skill is really rubbish

Everyone in the iPartment was delighted, but for this middle-aged Zhao Quan, it was a great irony!

This wave of slaps in the face is very loud!
"Hmph! Shit luck is quite strong!"

"But your shit luck...is limited to this! If you want to make a breakthrough, it is absolutely impossible!"

"After all, I am a professional!"

Zhao Quan, a middle-aged man with a big back, ran straight to his golf ball while talking. He needs to put his golf ball into the hole, and the first pk game is really over.

At this moment, his golf ball is still more than ten meters away from the hole.

In general, a slightly professional average golfer can put it into the hole...

Naturally, Zhao Quan was absolutely sure that he was absolutely fine, and the proud expression on his face became more and more, thinking this way in his heart, he put his hands together in front of him, and then silently started to swing...

It's just that when he was swinging, his eyes were still staring at Fang Di, and the sinister look in his eyes was obvious.

From his point of view, it is from the heart, from the soul to feel unwilling!

Why!Why did he have such good luck!
Jealousy drove him mad for a time.

In this jealous situation, my hands couldn't help but move a little harder...

boom……

The golf ball passed through the hole and flew straight for further distance.

"Second shot, not in the hole! Let's make the third shot!"

The referee issued an order, and Zhao Quan's face became more and more ugly.

Slap in the face!This is a complete slap in the face!

This wave of face slaps made him especially resentful... Holding the club with both hands, the cold sweat on his forehead instantly slipped...

It's perfectly normal for people to malfunction under stress.

Zhao Quan estimated the distance from the golf ball to the hole at this moment, and it was almost 50 meters away. He really used too much force just now.

"I... I can..."

"I can do it……"

"I am the strongest golfer! I am a director of the World Golf Association...I am the benchmark of the industry..."

boom……

Thinking this way in Zhao Quan's heart, he suddenly felt his hand slip, and the club in his hand fell off directly, hitting the golf ball several tens of centimeters forward...

"The third shot is not in the hole! Let's make the fourth shot!"

The referee's voice came again, Zhao Quan's body was already trembling crazily, the corners of his mouth were trembling, and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse...

Three shots never holed...

He is a piece of trash!
In the distance, Fang Di was holding a golf club in his left hand and Dali in his right hand. He was admiring the beautiful scenery on the golf course. He could not help but catch a glimpse of Zhao Quan's continuous misses there, and curled his lips...

"This guy is not only a beeping machine, but... the game is really rubbish..."

"It seems that the psychological quality is not good."

Fang Di pouted, making a clear assessment from the side.

From Fang Di's point of view, this is completely useless standards...

"You are the best!"

"How can you know everything!"

"I feel so bad in front of you!"

Putting all his strength into Fang Di's arms, he couldn't help but make a sound of resentment.

Fang Di smiled slightly: "Who dares to say that my Dali baby is bad? My Dali baby has 21 certificates in various skills, a doctorate from a well-known top university in China, and the most important thing is that he is only [-] years old this year!"

"These achievements are something that 90.00% of people can't achieve in their lifetime, but my baby Dali has achieved them all!"

"My Dali baby is the strongest!"

Fang Di leaned close to Dali's ear, said softly, and kissed Dali's red lips without holding back...

sweet, soft...

(End of this chapter)