My Empress is My Bad Girl

Whoops, everyone gathered around.

Wei Xin and Wei Yue ran the fastest, Yun Chutong, Wei Chongfeng, and several elders including Feng Fangfang also ran to the second hole, scrambling to look inside.

Only Feng Hao was still standing in the same place, but he was also stunned, looking at Zhao Yuanjing in amazement.

Yun Dai came to Zhao Yuanjing and said with a chuckle, "You should save some face for others too."

"The problem is, it's too easy to do." Zhao Yuanjing was a little innocent. "I don't like losing on purpose. It's unfair to me and others. Besides, I don't want to hear you call someone else's brother."

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Do you think I'm such a person who keeps my promises?"

"You are oh."

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

"Wei Xin is known as the little prince of golf, and is chasing after you." Zhao Yuanjing set up a small white ball again, squinting at the third hole in the distance, and said calmly, "I want to ask him, Who gave him the courage to **** someone from me?"

Yun Dai chuckled: "With the relationship between you and me, even if the sky is torn apart, it can't be changed. Do you need to eat the vinegar of an unrelated person?"

"Necessary and uncontrollable."

Zhao Yuanjing retracted his gaze, held the club with both arms, swung it up, and hit—

The little white ball flew out high.

Catch everyone's eyes firmly.

The course manager shouted in a trembling voice: "The third hole, a hole in one!"

"Holy crap!"

Wei Chongfeng couldn't help but let out a rough sentence.

Wei Yue also looked at Zhao Yuanjing in amazement: "Aren't you still human?"

Yun Chutong and Feng Fangfang were also stunned.

Not to mention Wei Xin.

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

As a result, the other party slapped him hard in the face, and when he was shocked and stunned, he also felt ashamed.

His confidence turned into conceit.

He felt that in front of Yundai, he had become a trick-or-treating clown.

No matter how dazzling his achievements in those international competitions were, before Zhao Yuanjing's three consecutive hole-in-ones, it all turned into a cloud.

Feng Fangfang's expression was beyond words, and she couldn't care about maintaining her restraint. She rushed over, took Zhao Yuanjing's hand, and asked excitedly, "Zhao Xiaojing, which master did you learn from?"

Zhao Yuanjing shook his head.

He was indeed playing golf on his first day, 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, "Son, you are a once-in-a-century golf genius, believe me, don't waste your talent, go professional, and win glory for our country!"

Yun Chutong quickly pulled her hand away and rescued Zhao Yuanjing.

"President Feng, don't get excited." Yun Chutong smiled, "Xiaojing is indeed a bit talented, but his ambitions are not these, so don't make it hard for him."

Feng Fangfang was emotional: "You are wasting his talent like this! He can win glory for the country!"

Yun Dai said, "Let me say something that Aunt Feng and Wei Xin don't like to hear. What about mediocre golf, even if they are world No. 1 in all competitions?"

Feng Fangfang widened her eyes suspiciously.

Wei Xin was silent.

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

"Of course it's good. But Xiaojing's ability is too wasteful to use in this regard." Yun Dai explained,