My Empress is My Bad Girl

He took out his phone, turned on the video, pointed at the hole and started recording the video, "Old irons, have you seen it, a hole in one, a hole in one! Today's wind is level 5! My buddies have witnessed history today!"

People not far away: "..."

Wei Chongfeng broke out on the spot: "What is the rule of the club, dare to shoot a video here? Call your manager to come over!"

Under the excitement, the caddie got carried away and even forgot the rules.

When the manager heard the news, he heard that there was a hole-in-one here, and was shocked on the spot.

But he still abides by the rules, knowing that the people standing here are all rich, and he doesn't dare to mess around, and he doesn't dare to take out his mobile phone to take a video.

Although he wanted to.

Wei Yue smiled and asked, "Is it true?"

"I don't believe it." Wei Chongfeng exclaimed excitedly first, "This is impossible! Impossible!"

Yun Chutong giggled: "Old Wei, you can't afford to lose. There is surveillance around here. From which angle do you want to watch it, ask others to show it to you. Facts are facts, you can't help if you don't believe them. "

Wei Chongfeng rushed over, lay beside the hole, stared at it for a long time, pointed at Zhao Yuanjing and asked, "Isn't he the first day to touch the club?"

Although Yun Chutong was also shocked, at this moment, he had to hold on to the scene, so he pretended to be calm and smiled: "Is it true, what does it matter? You and I have been touching for more than ten years, and we have had one shot. Into the hole?"

"...Who is this kid?"

"Wonderful, wonderful, I've opened my eyes today."

Feng Fangfang clapped her hands and walked over, looking at Zhao Yuanjing with bright eyes, exclaiming, "Could it be that this is the legendary talent?"

Zhao Yuanjing smiled slightly: "It's just luck."

"There must be luck." Yun Chutong said with a smile, "However, such luck is not something that ordinary people can encounter."

A small white ball, after flying more than 100 meters, under the influence of the wind speed and direction, must accurately fly into the small hole. Is this just luck?

The little golf prince Wei Xin was startled for a moment, then immediately turned his head to look at Feng Hao and asked, "How did you know this would happen?"

Feng Hao closed his stunned mouth for a while, and said expressionlessly, "I don't know."

"then you……"

"I just saw that he made an extraordinary move, but I didn't expect it to be such a blockbuster." Feng Hao frowned and muttered to himself, "What's the situation?"

He involuntarily came to Zhao Yuanjing and asked, "Zhao Xiaojing, how did you do it?"

Zhao Yuanjing said casually: "The distance, the weight of the ball, the wind speed, the wind direction, as long as you understand these, and then reasonably control your strength, you can do it."

"It's easy for you to say."

"I know that not everyone can do it."

"..." Feng Hao smiled, "Is there any element of luck in this?"

"For me, all success has nothing to do with luck."

"The little guy is quite cool." Feng Hao raised his eyebrows, "Since this is the case, you should be able to do it again, right?"

"certainly."

Zhao Yuanjing looked at the second hole, closed his eyes for three seconds, and swung his club sharply.

The ball flew out high--

Everyone's breathing stopped in an instant, and their eyes were fixed on the ball.

The ball disappears on the grass.

The stadium manager ran over to confirm at the first time.

"In the hole!" he yelled, waving his hands.

"How is this possible?" The little prince of golf lost his voice on the spot.