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Chapter 1812 Contest

Full score ball.

In a game held in the Mei family in Hong Kong, many people have seen someone who scored a full score. The woman with delicate facial features and later married to Qiao Zesen, the eldest son of the Qiao family, as an ordinary person. Now it is still a legend.

After a silence, everyone applauded and cheered.

Qiao Ju even shouted loudly, "Yan Qingning, mighty."

Wen Yutong looked at Yan Qingning walking towards her with shiny eyes, and raised her hand, "I can't tell that Young Master Yan Wu is so powerful."

Yan Qingning raised her hand and slapped her high-highlights, smiling carelessly, "Do you think I'm a sick cat?"

When his hands were touching each other, Wen Yutong's heartbeat was inexplicably slapped, and immediately turned his hand back and retracted into his sleeve, tilted his head and chuckled, and the dimples appeared and faintly appeared, "It's because I'm blind. When I win, I'll invite you to drink."

"What kind of wine is the little girl? Just drink tea." Yan Qingning said.

The raised hand fell down and rubbed Wen Yutong's head with the flow.

Wen Yutong's eyes fluttered, and she patted his hand away, "Don't catch me, I'll go back to the banquet to find my parents later."

"It's not messy, at worst I can comb it for you." Yan Qingning's tone was lazy.

The girl's hair was soft and had a faint fragrance, and he wanted to rub it again.

Wen Yutong glared at him, "What nonsense?"

Only husbands can comb their wife's hair.#@$&

Someone came to congratulate Yan Qingning, so he didn't seem to hear what Wen Yutong said, and turned around and chatted with others.

Opposite, Suhe looked ugly and his body was tense. From the joy of winning, to the shock and anger at this moment, his emotions changed too quickly and he could not move for a moment.

What's even more annoying is that Mao Huini, who was in the same group, looked at Yan Qingning with admiration, "Young Master Yan Wu is indeed Young Master Yan Wu. It's so powerful to defeat the enemy with one move."

Suh glanced at her, "Don't forget who you are in the same group."

Mao Huini smiled and hmmed, "If you have the ability, you can also vote for a full score."%&(&

"Wait."

Suh strode over, picked up the rod and aimed at the club.

Mao Huini widened her eyes. This idiot, just seek stability now, and it wouldn't be too ugly to lose. He obviously had a unyielding attitude, and he might not be able to get a point.

The others were also excited and looked over, discussing how many points Suh could score?

There was constant discussion in his ears, and sweat was flowing down Suhe's forehead. For some reason, the more he looked, the more blurred the hole became, and his hands began to tremble.

"Mr. Su, hurry up, wait any longer and the sky is about to dawn."

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, Suhe panicked and hit the ball directly.

As everyone breathed in, the golf ball ran away and flew out in a completely opposite direction, not hitting a single point.

There was also a silence, and what followed was of course not cheering, but sneering and ridicule.

"If you don't have good skills, don't learn from Young Master Yan, it's a terrible thing."

"If you seek stability, you can get a tenth point based on Sukh's strength."

"Mr. Su is too young and can't hold back."

Suh clenched his fists, stood there for a moment, and walked back with a pale face.

Mao Huini complained, "Are you stupid? Have you ever played full score before? Why do you have to do this?"

Su He stared at her with gloomy eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

"If you weren't for your quick success and instant benefits, we would have gotten a little more points. This time, I'll be implicated by you." Mao Huini continued to complain.

"I'll shut you up." Su He's eyes were full of resentment, and his palms were raised, as if Mao Huini said something more and he would hit him.

Mao Huini was a little scared, shut up embarrassedly, turned her head and muttered quietly, "It's all men, no wonder you're not the ones that Yan Qingning has won't be left. She's really a waste."

Her brain was also rusted, so she teamed up with this waste.

Wen Yutong looked at the two people who were resentful to each other on the other side, stretched out her index finger and poked Yan Qingning secretly, and whispered, "Young Master Yan Wu, so you are so black-hearted."

He picked up Suhe and made him proud. Another fatal move made Suhe's mentality collapse and took risks, and finally lost a lot.

Su He is indeed a fool, and he easily falls into the trap set by Yan Qingning.

Yan Qingning grabbed her fingers, her eyes circulated, and she glanced at her gently, "Watch the game, don't move."

Wen Yutong pulled her finger back, her ears were a little red, and she said vaguely, "I'll prepare for it, I'm going up."

"A few random fights, they can't win." Yan Qingning said.

Wen Yutong nodded, "Yes."

Yan Qingning finally won more than fifty points from Su He. Even if she didn't score a single goal, they wouldn't lose.

Mao Huini tried hard to earn some face for herself, but she was too anxious and wanted to get a high score in the first round, but she didn't even go to the side.

Wen Yutong scored more than 20 points.

This is already very powerful in women's golf. Faced with the compliments and cheers around, Wen Yutong was not arrogant or impatient, and went back to prepare for the next round.

Su He looked at Mao Huini with anger in a sneer and said coldly, "What I said just now is very clear. I thought Miss Mao has some great skills. Now it is really eye-opening."

Mao Huini said angrily, "People take care of yourself."

After that, no matter what Mao Huini hit, Wen Yutong kept pressing her tightly.

Finally, the number of signs was counted, Yan Qingning and Wen Yutong scored 98 points; Su He and Wang Xiran signed 20 minutes.

The number of the two groups was too tragic, and Su He and Wang Xiran were all in a dark face throughout the whole process.

Yan Qingning's scores were counted, and bursts of amazement and cheers broke out in the crowd.

After Wen Yutong returned to the crowd, she said to Chen Aiyu, "It's very simple. Long Haoyu is a sharpshooter, with a very good head, golf must be very good, you don't have to worry about anything. When you go to golf, just hit it a few times. It doesn't matter if you don't make a shot."

Chen Aiyu looked up at Wen Yutong in admiration, "I would be fine if I had sister Yutong half of her power."

Wen Yutong chuckled, "This is nothing. You have never seen my Aunt Gu and Sister Shen Nian golf, that's really amazing."

"Is Shen Nian?" Chen Aiyu smiled in her eyes, "I've seen her."

"Well, she is my brother Xiaoyu's wife. She has been to the south, you should have seen her." Wen Yutong sighed softly, "It's a pity that she is not in the south now. When she comes back, let her teach you golf."

Chen Aiyu nodded immediately, full of expectations, "Okay."

Yan Qingning's game was very exciting. Everyone talked for a while and continued to watch the next game.

The last group of games was Long Haoyu, Chen Aiyu against Yan Zicheng and Wang Xiran. This group of games was full of highlights and even gossip, because many people discovered that both groups almost fell in love just now.

Old Mrs. Chen wanted to be a matchmaker for Chen Aiyu and Yan Zicheng, but Yan Zicheng refused on the spot. The rejection was so fast that it was confusing.

Later, Chen Linjiang worked as a mediator for Long Haoyu and Wang Xiran, but neither side seemed to be willing to do so, so they failed to succeed in becoming a mediator and left nothing.

Coincidentally, in this golf competition, the four of them were divided into two hostile groups at the same time, which was also a special fate.
Chapter completed!
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