Compared with Feng Shen's good fortune of scoring the first goal, Feng Chen's one, Song Zhiyue felt a little disadvantaged.

Wen Mei was also a little disappointed, she thought about it in a blink of an eye, there are several more, and they may not necessarily lose.

Feng Shen snorted lightly, looking at Feng Chen's eyes with a hint of mockery.

Feng Chen's face was indifferent, and the emotions on his face did not fluctuate.

He continued to play the second, went in, went in the third, and went in the fourth......

Seeing that Feng Chen came in more and more, Feng Shen was even more nervous than Wen Mei.

Feng Chen hit nine and scored seven, if the last one also entered, then he would win Feng Shen.

He walked to the last ball and turned his head to look at Song Zhiyue: "Come here." ”

Song Zhiyue stepped forward with a blank face, Feng Chen gave her the club, and she blinked suspiciously: "What are you doing with the club?" ”

"You'll be the last one." Feng Chen said.

Song Zhiyue was stunned, she pointed to the tip of her nose: "Me? ”

Feng Chen nodded lightly: "Let me see how you learned just now." ”

Song Zhiyue said: "If you want to see it, I will call you later." ”

Wen Meisheng hurriedly said: "That's it, Ah Chen, you guys are in a game, what is she going to do?" ”

This last ball is the most critical time, he asked Song Zhiyue to play, isn't this completely nonsense?

Feng Chen said lightly: "I didn't say that I couldn't play on my behalf, and I was able to score so much, all thanks to Yueyue's club, stained with her luck, she was so lucky, maybe the last one hit." ”

Feng Chen was teaching Song Zhiyue there just now, and they all saw it, and they could see that Song Zhiyue couldn't play golf.

If you play with the dust, there is a good chance that the last goal will be scored.

And Song Zhiyue, the person who touched the cue for the first time, had a pitiful chance.

Therefore, Feng Shen had no opinion on Feng Chen's proposal to let Song Zhiyue fight on his behalf, but was very much in favor of it.

He smiled and said, "In that case, then the younger brother and sister will fight." ”

Wen Mei could naturally guess what he thought, and she said, "It's not fair. ”

Feng Shen said: "What's unfair, it's just playing, not pressing." ”

Wen Mei had nothing to say, she gave Song Zhiyue a look, Song Zhiyue received her gaze and looked at Feng Chen.

"I won't fight, so don't let me be embarrassed."

"Didn't I just teach you?" Feng Chen circled her from behind, letting her hold the club in both hands, and the club was aimed at the white ball on the ground.

Sticky sweat oozed from Song Zhiyue's palms, and her nervous hands were trembling.

The few people next to them all looked at them, just waiting for the result of her swing.

Feng Chen held her hands, so he felt her hair trembling, and said softly: "I'm holding your hand to fight, don't be nervous, if your hand keeps shaking, it will miss." ”

Feng Shen and Wen Mei on the side were more nervous than Song Zhiyue.

Song Zhiyue took a deep breath and tried to adjust her nervous emotions, but it didn't work at all.

Feng Chen whispered in her ear, "Are you ready?" ”

She shook her head.

Feng Chen didn't give her any more chances, let go and shouted, "Swing." ”

Song Zhiyue instinctively did as he said, swung the ball out with one shot, and didn't dare to look at the result with his eyes closed.

Everyone's eyes followed the white ball that flew out, and saw that the white ball landed very close to the hole.

At first glance, he couldn't enter the hole, Feng Shen was relieved, hooked his lips and smiled.