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The fifth thousand one hundred and twenty-three chapters cannot be controlled

Hula, everyone surrounded him.

Wei Xin and Wei Yue ran the fastest, Yun Chutong, Wei Chongfeng, and Feng Fangfang and other elders also ran to the second hole and rushed to the second hole.

Only Feng Hao was still standing there, but he looked surprised and looked at Zhao Yuanjing in shock.

Yun Dai came to Zhao Yuanjing and chuckled, "You can also give others some face."

"The problem is, this is too easy to do." Zhao Yuanjing was a little innocent. "I don't like to lose intentionally. It's not fair to me or others. Moreover, I don't want to hear you call someone else's brother."

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Do you think I am such a promise?"

"You are."

"..." Yun Dai laughed a few times, "I didn't let you lose."

"Wei Xin is known as the little prince of golf, and she is chasing you relentlessly." Zhao Yuanjing set up a small white ball again, squinted his eyes and looked at the third hole in the distance, and said slowly, "I want to ask him, who gave him the courage to compete with me?"

Yun Dai chuckled: "Based on your and my relationship, even if the sky collapses and the earth breaks, it will not change. Do you need to eat the jealousy of an irrelevant person?"

“It is necessary and cannot be controlled.”

Zhao Yuanjing withdrew his gaze, held the club with both arms, swung it, and hit it-

The little white ball flew out high.

Hold everyone's eyes firmly.

The stadium manager shouted in a trembling voice: "The third hole, one shot into the hole!"

"I'll just rub it!"

Wei Chongfeng couldn't help but say a rough sentence.

Wei Yue also looked at Zhao Yuanjing in surprise: "Are you still a human?"

Yun Chutong and Feng Fangfang were also shocked.

Not to mention Wei Xin.

He always claimed to be the best player among the crowd and never regarded Zhao Yuanjing as an opponent.

As a result, the other party slapped him in the face, making him feel ashamed and ashamed.

His confidence turned into conceit.

He felt that he had become a joke clown in front of Yun Dai.

No matter how dazzling his international competitions were, before Zhao Yuanjing's three consecutive shots, they all turned into clouds.

Feng Fangfang's expression was so excited that she could not express herself. She didn't care about maintaining her reserve. She rushed over, grabbed Zhao Yuanjing's hand, and asked excitedly: "Zhao Xiaojing, which master did you learn from?"

Zhao Yuanjing shook his head.

It was indeed his first day of contact with golf, but hitting a small ball into the hole was much less difficult than throwing a hidden weapon.

"Genius, genius!" Feng Fangfang shook his hand excitedly, "Child, you are a golf genius who has seen once a hundred years. Believe me, don't waste your talents, take the professional path, and bring glory to our country!"

Yun Chutong quickly pulled her hand away to rescue Zhao Yuanjing.

"Mr. Feng, don't be excited." Yun Chutong smiled, "Xiao Jing is indeed a little talented, but his ambitions are not these, so don't make things difficult for him."

Feng Fangfang was excited: "You are wasting his talent like this! He can bring glory to the country!"

Yun Dai said: "I say something Aunt Feng and Wei Xin don't like to listen. Just golf, even if they are the world's number one in all competitions, so what about it?"

Feng Fangfang widened her eyes in confusion.

Wei Xin was silent.

Wei Yue smiled and said, "Isn't it good to win glory for the country, Xiao Dai?"
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