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  Ye Xian saw the shape of Shangguan Yunli\'s lips, took the cue stick from the side, and handed it to Bo Tingshen respectfully, "President, please."

Shangguan Yunli suggested: "Ye Xian, how about this...Since you did the wrong thing first, you must have the attitude of admitting your mistakes. If you win a game with me, Boss will give you a five-minute apology. Time, okay?"

   "OK~"

  The two sang in unison, very harmoniously.

  Shangguan Yunli snapped his fingers happily, helping people to the end, sending Buddha to the west, he will release water.

   No idea, Ye Xian looked at Bao Tingshen, and suddenly said, "But I\'m apologizing to the president, let\'s compare with the president."

"What?!"

  Shangguan Yunli was so shocked that the cue in his hand almost loosened.

  Did he hear correctly? This little **** wants to compare with Ting Shen? Did he know that Ting Shen was the one who won the golf championship at the age of 18? !

  Or, he also has two brushes, so he dares to speak nonsense?

"Can."

  Bo Tingshen agreed, and Shangguan Yunli gave him a surprised look, feeling inexplicably...a jackal was going to bully the little bastard.

Ye Xian didn\'t understand Shangguan Yunli\'s painstaking efforts at all. The reason she brought up the deep comparison with Bo Ting was because she felt that an idle nobleman like Shangguan Yunli must be very proficient in these ball games, and the president took care of everything every day. I am so busy every day that I have no time to practice these ball skills.

  So, she still has a better chance of winning against the president. After all, her skills are... hard to describe.

  In my previous life, I started filming as soon as I graduated from university, so I didn’t have much time to develop hobbies other than the basic skills of an artist.

   Knowing how to play golf was learned once for shooting an urban idol drama. I only learned it for a few days, and now it’s been a few years, and I’ve forgotten all about it...

   "I\'ll be the referee for you, who will start first?"

   Shangguan Yunli\'s eyes swiveled between the two of them, Ye Xian glanced at the people around him, and raised his hand cleverly, "Let me go first!"

  If the president\'s game skills are mediocre and he plays badly, wouldn\'t he be unable to step down?

remarkably brave!

  Shangguan Yunli silently praised him in his heart and swung the cue.

  Ye Xian took the cue stick, stood at the tee point, and stared straight ahead, as sharp as a light.

The young man slowly leaned down his thin body, holding the club tightly with both hands, and tested the downswing, without contact with the ball, without the slightest deviation from the reference axis, exuding unparalleled confidence all over his body, completely different from the fawning and weakling just now .

   "The action is very standard."

  Shangguan Yunli watched her movements wholeheartedly, and couldn\'t help muttering, "Maybe there\'s something wrong..."

   "Boom!"

  The next second, Ye Xian frowned, and swung the club vigorously with all his strength, with a magnificent momentum.

  Shangguan Yunli looked nervously along the parabola, his voice stopped abruptly, "..."

   croak croak...

  There seemed to be a group of crows calling in the sky.

   What about the ball?

   The sky is empty.

  Ye Xian\'s swinging movement also stopped halfway, why does it feel...as if he didn\'t hit something?

  Bo Ting lowered his eyes deeply, looking at the golf ball lying quietly at the origin without moving, the corners of his eyes slightly lifted.

  Shangguan Yunli quickly looked at his feet.

   What the hell? Didn\'t hit the ball?

  Is this kid here to be funny?

  I thought it was a king, but I didn\'t expect it to be a piece of scrap iron?

  (end of this chapter)