Chapter 43: Golf Course? There's One in My Backyard.

"Avi!" After Fang Han scolded him, he also smiled at Ye Yang and said, "Boss Ye, this is the nature of Ivey. Please forgive me for any offence."

"It doesn't matter."

Ye Yang smiled and shook his head: "To be honest, I'm still a little curious."

"Oh, a cowardly person can no longer be called a noble!"

Ivy pouted.

"The rules of the nobility?"

Ye Yang became interested and raised his eyebrows: "Can you tell me about it?"

"Explain it! I have been involved in noble sports since I was a child, and my best skills are horse racing and golf. If you can prove that you are also accomplished in this area, and that you have the cultivation and connotation that a noble should have, I will obey you."

Ivey is eager to try.

"Boss Ye is so young. Even if he has practiced since childhood, he has practiced for an unknown amount of time less than you. You are too ignorant."

Fang Han scolded him on the surface, but he was relieved in his heart. It was just a sports competition, so it wouldn't hurt people's feelings at all.

"Hmph, an expert will know when he makes a move. I won't bully him. I will naturally let him go during the competition!"

Ivey said repeatedly.

"Hahaha, interesting, let's compare."

Ye Yang was eager to give it a try. He had just achieved all-around sports and wanted to use this opportunity to test it out.

"Um, Boss Ye...?"

Fang Han looked at Ye Yang's confident smile, and it didn't seem like he was angry or trying to show off.

Could it be possible that Boss Ye really happens to have research in this area! ?

At such a young age, he is already a powerful figure in his career.

Also versatile! ?

Is this a monster? ?

Caiqi also looked at Ye Yang with great energy, feeling admiration in her heart.

"Huh, just trying to be brave!"

Seeing Ye Yang's confident look, Ai Wei felt a little guilty, but thinking about his superb skills, he became confident again: "If you are so confident now, if you lose too badly later, you will know the gap."

Ye Yang looked at Ivey with a smile.

In fact, Ivey was talking nonsense about nobility and sports. He was simply dissatisfied with himself and wanted to defame himself in what he was best at and retaliate for his anger just now.

What he is best at is sports and law.

It is naturally unrealistic to compare yourself with the law.

So he picked sports.

"Since you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you do!"

Ye Yang clapped his hands: "Okay, my backyard is a golf course, it's just right, let's go have some fun?"

"!??"

My backyard is a golf course...

I thought this was just a meme on the Internet.

What a great experience today!

Fang Han smiled bitterly and shook his head. Following such a super tycoon, he, a guy who usually calls himself a social elite, could not help but feel his poverty all the time...

"Master, you..."

Yu Momo came up and asked Ye Yang in a worried voice.

Ye Yang smiled and scratched her nose, and chuckled in her ear: "Just bring the cheerleaders to cheer me up and see how I torture this foreigner."

Yu Momo's face turned red, he nodded repeatedly, and then raised his fist in a cheering gesture.

"..."

"Huhu..."

The summer wind in the magical city seemed very strong in this evening.

"this……"

Ivey was a little embarrassed.

When playing golf, you are afraid of environmental variables. When the strong wind blows, you will be slapped...

Only top players can ignore the environment and weather and hit a superb hole in every shot.

"Ahem, it seems that the weather today is not suitable for golf..."

Ivey scratched his head. In this case, he might not be able to score a goal.

I originally wanted to humiliate Ye Yang, so don't dig a hole and bury yourself in the end.

"This beautiful weather and the cool evening breeze are perfect for playing golf, right?"

Ye Yang feels that the weather tonight is very comfortable.

"Oh, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand..."

Ivey rolled his eyes in his heart, as long as he had learned golf for two days, he would not be able to say such a layman's words!

Unless you are a super expert, but you are in your early twenties and can play golf to a world-class level! ?

That’s ridiculous! ?

Could it be that this kid was sure that we wouldn't be able to enter the cave in this weather, and the result would be a draw at most, to cover up his embarrassment?

"Since it's a private discussion, we don't follow the rules of the 18-hole competition."

Ye Yang smiled and said, "I'll make a rule. If you take ten shots, you'll have to compare with whoever has more holes. How about that? If I don't score twice as many times as you, I'll lose."

"..."

"This was originally the line I was going to say..."

Aiwei roared inwardly, but since Ye Yang now had the words, he also sneered:

"Huh, talk big, don't get slapped in the face for a while!"

"Start your show, shall we?"

Ye Yang smiled and sat under the umbrella, spreading his hands.

"Just start!"

Ivey picked up the golf club and prayed in his heart: "No matter what, Jesus will bless me to score a goal!"

Adjust your posture and breathing.

Ivey took a direct swing.

"call out……"

The golf ball was tumbling in the sky, and within ten meters of flying, it was blown askew by the wind.

Finally landing, I didn’t know that I was dozens of meters away from the hole hundreds of meters away...

"..."

"Ahem, mistake, this is definitely a mistake!"

Ivey blushed and continued to swing the ball.

Unfortunately, on such a windy day, the trajectory of the shot was messy, and I missed one of my nine shots in a row.

"Fu...ck!!!"

Ivey was so angry that his native dialect came out.

"The last shot! God bless!!!"

He kissed the golf ball and took a sharp swing.

He closed his eyes. This shot was purely random. His mentality had already collapsed.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the maid in charge of scoring in the distance raising the flag in her hand...

"Fuck, it's in! It's in! Yes!!! Oh my god!!!"

Avril almost jumped up.

In his opinion, scoring even one goal in this environment was a miracle. He didn't believe that Ye Yang could score more than two! ! !

"Hahaha……"

Ivy, who was showing off his power, raised his head and walked under the umbrella: "It's your turn?!"

Ye Yang shrugged, stood up casually, held the golf club in his hand, and his whole body automatically entered a perfect state.

The muscles of the whole body, waist, hips, arms and wrists are linked together, and they are transmitted step by step.

Everything seems to be natural.

His movements were as graceful as if he were an immortal on earth.

The cheerleaders watching on the side forgot to wave their signs and cheer.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on Ye Yang's confident and energetic face...

Both Yu Momo and Caiqi were stunned.

"What's the use of being cool! How could this ball be so crooked... Fuck... Fuck? Fuck!!!"

Ivey stood up directly from the chair.

When Ye Yang swung the ball, the trajectory of the golf ball was crooked.

But no one expected that its arc would actually draw an arc in the sky. With the help of the wind, it would return to the right track and land on the small hole hundreds of meters away...

"Is this...is this magic!?"

Ivey watched the scoring maid in the distance raise the flag in her hand again, stars popping up in her eyes...

No, my blood pressure seems a bit high...