Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"On the green!"

Although it was not very clear on the tee, the landing point could be roughly determined from the trajectory of the white ball. When he saw that the white ball was most likely on the green, Yang Shaowu Zhengyang immediately smiled proudly and glanced at Su Qi with contempt, his pride was beyond words.

Unfortunately, there were only a few spectators in the field.

The caddy knew that these were all big shots, so he was very cautious and didn't dare to breathe.

Li Daqingsheng had a face full of bitterness and hatred, and still had the melancholy temperament of a revengeful male protagonist, muttering about revenge and love.

Bai Feifei's beautiful eyes rolled up slightly, as if she didn't see it at all, and instead encouraged her fake boyfriend: "Su Qi, we will play our own games, just play as if we lose, we can afford to lose!"

Yang Shaowu Zhengyang, who was like a peacock spreading his tail and self-indulgent, sold his charming eyes to the blind, and immediately gave Su Qi a vicious look.

Bang!

Su Qiyun smiled calmly, swung the club with both hands, and the club head instantly hit the white ball and flew towards the green.

The green is where the hole is, and it is easy to score a goal on the green.

Seeing the flight trajectory of the white ball, it is also likely to fall on the green. Bai Feifei's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she praised generously: "Su Qi is great, you have only practiced for so long, and you can hit this kind of ball. The white ball is likely to fall on the green. You are so talented."

Yang Shaowu Zhengyang snorted coldly: "It's not close yet, who knows where it will fall, it may fall into the obstacle area, and then it will count as one stroke."

In order to increase the excitement of the game, the green is surrounded by obstacles: rivers, sand pits, bushes, and it is extremely difficult to hit it once you enter.

"No problem, I'm not afraid of you!"

Su Qi raised the corner of his lips slightly, and retorted: "The flight trajectories of our two balls are similar. Mine is about to fall into the obstacle area, and yours is not much better."

Yang Shaowu Zhengyang's face changed, and he waved his hand disdainfully: "What qualifications do you have to compare with me? Go!"

"Wait!"

Su Qi raised his sword eyebrows and walked out with a smile.

Yang Shaowu Zhengyang still strode forward, without turning his head, saying: "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, say it quickly. I don't have time to waste on you."

Hearing this guy speak so harshly, Bai Feifei's pretty face was filled with anger, but she could do nothing: although this guy is annoying, what he said is true. Basically, he is the only one who can deal with others. Even if others are frustrated, they are afraid of his identity, but they can't do anything about it.

Su Qi sneered, "Since there is no time to waste on me, what's the point of playing golf? Let's just not play!"

With a cold light flashing in his eyes, Yang Shaowu Zhengyang stopped and said coldly, "Speak!"

Su Qi shrugged, looked at the frustrated rich young man, and said with a smile, "Actually, there is nothing to do. I just want us to leave only the driving caddy, remove the other caddies in the golf course, and let Li Haoran do the things of finding the white ball and inserting the marker. Ask him to play the caddy temporarily."

The difference at the beginning is not big, so it's nothing. If there are other caddies in the field at the end, they can do some tricks.

For example, if your ball falls on the green, the caddy throws it into the nearby sand trap, pool, bushes and other obstacles. Pulling it out counts as one stroke, and it takes at least three or five strokes to get the ball out.

If the opponent is more sinister, he will directly order the caddy to take the ball away, and then the ball will be judged as lost, out of bounds, and penalized.

Therefore, the caddies at the golf course must be trustworthy partners, otherwise it is better to have no caddies when gambling!

Young Master Yang Wu Zhengyang frowned slightly and said sarcastically: "Don't you see what your identity is? What qualifications do you have for Haoran to give you a caddy?"

Li Daqingsheng didn't care: "Give me a reason first?"

Su Qi raised his lips slightly: "The reason is very simple. You run much faster than ordinary caddies. If you are willing to be a caddy, this game will definitely end earlier, and those things between us can be solved earlier."

In general, a golf game takes three or four hours to play, and running around to pick up balls wastes a lot of time.

In order to reduce the game time, both sides made some changes on their own.

They served at the same tee, but used different tools.

Wu Zhengyang used customized clubs and small white balls, while Su Qi's clubs and small white balls were ordinary products provided by the golf course, so they were easy to identify at a glance.

"I agree!"

The lover Li, who was eager to take revenge and win back his love, immediately agreed. He flashed out and came back in an instant. His handsome face was full of doubts: "I don't understand. You are betting so much. Young Master Yang and I have known each other for a long time. We are irreconcilable. You let me be a caddy. Aren't you afraid that I will do something?"

Wu Zhengyang looked at Su Qi with an idiotic look:

The court has a slope and a ball can be hit hundreds of meters away. The vision is often blocked and you can only judge the approximate position of a falling ball.

There are countless traps for gambling. Letting other people's friends be caddies is undoubtedly a suicidal act.

Su Qi looked sincere and recognizedZhenzhen said: "I believe in your character!"

"Asshole!"

Li Daqingsheng gritted his teeth and left:

He knew that this guy was not attracted by his character, but was sure that he disdained to play such tricks, so he pulled him out to do hard labor.

Both parties got on the scooter and went to the No. 1 hole green together; when the car arrived, Li Daqingsheng was already standing on the green, and the two white balls were clearly marked.

"Great!"

Bai Feifei's beautiful eyes were full of surprise: Su Qi's white ball was only ten yards away from the flagpole hole, so it should not be a problem to score.

Su Qi smiled slightly, and with his superhuman eyesight, he found the landing point of the white ball and the distance of the rolling trajectory, secretly estimated the force, friction, and the size of the movement trajectory, and gained some experience in his heart.

"Humph, this kid is really lucky, since he can hit the ball on the green. But his white ball is about ten yards away, which is not as good as my white ball within five yards. This time I will get a birdie."

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, Yang Shaowu Zhengyang sneered, stretched out his hand and the caddy immediately handed him the putter, and he pushed it gently with both hands, and suddenly saw the little white ball rolled out in a straight line and into the hole.

"It's just a mediocre birdie!"

The complacency was overflowing, and he glanced at Su Qi provocatively, threw the putter to the caddy with his backhand, and Yang Shaowu Zhengyang sat on the sidelines.

Bai Feifei took the putter and handed it over, whispering: "Don't be impatient, the white ball is about ten yards away, you hit one shot to test your strength, and two shots will be fine."

Su Qi accepted the suggestion, putted six yards with one shot, putted the ball into the hole with two shots, and added a tee shot for a total of three shots; standard ball, par.

Wu Zhengyang birdied and led by one stroke.

"You still play two strokes at such a close distance, Feifei, your friend is so timid, but I am one stroke ahead."

Glancing at Su Qi with contempt, Yang Shao Wu Zhengyang showed off proudly, turned around and got on the scooter and rushed to the tee.

Bai Feifei squatted down and repaired the pit on the green, then stood up and said, "Don't worry about it, you can get a par at the beginning, which is already very good. With your control of power as a master of dark energy, you will only get better and better."

Su Qi smiled lightly, and the two returned to the tee.

The game continued, three shots on the 2nd hole, it was Su Qi's turn to tee off first, and he still hit the green with one shot, about six yards away from the flagpole hole, one putt three yards and two shots, another standard ball, par.

Yang Shao Wu Zhengyang, who also scored two shots and got a birdie and was two shots ahead, was very proud and sarcastically said: "Some people just don't improve. They hit the green twice in a row, but still need a three-shot hole. They can't even get a birdie. What a failure!"

The three-shot ball on the 3rd hole is the least difficult for veterans like Wu Zhengyang. Except for the difficulty of scoring one shot, he can basically get a birdie. As expected, he got another birdie on the third hole.

"What kind of shit luck does this kid have? How come every shot can hit the green, not even once into the hazard area, and this time it even got within five yards."

Seeing Su Qi's white ball within five yards of the flagpole hole, Yang Shao Wu Zhengyang felt a little unhappy and urged him unhurriedly: "What are you hesitating for? You want to use two strokes for such a close ball? You are so timid, how can you be a man."

"Since Yang Shao said so, I will be more courageous and try one shot!"

With a hint of mockery in his eyes, Su Qi held the handle with both hands and pushed the putter lightly, and the little white ball rolled into the hole immediately.

After scoring two goals, Bai Feifei's beautiful eyes lit up and she cheered. She hugged Su Qi's arm and shook it, happier than scoring her own goal: "Birdie, birdie, we got a birdie too, Su Qi you are so helpful!"

Soft and warm, Su Qi smiled nonchalantly at the fiery eyes on the opposite side: "Low-key, low-key, they have three birdies, I only have one, two strokes behind them."

Bai Feifei immediately retorted: "It's different, this is your first time playing golf!"

Humph!

Unable to bear the affection between the two, Yang Shao Wu Zhengyang was jealous and drove away immediately and rushed back to the tee.

For the par 3 hole No. 4, both of them hit the green with one shot, but Su Qi's white ball was still five yards away from the flagpole, while Wu Zhengyang's white ball was ten yards away from the flagpole. This time it was Su Qi's turn to tee off first.

With a slight push of the putter, the white ball went into the hole easily. Su Qi got another birdie, and Bai Feifei was even more excited.

"How is it possible? This kid hit the white ball within 5 yards again. He is so lucky. I want to get a birdie, I must get a birdie, and I can't let this kid beat me."

1 yard is 91.44 cm and 10 yards is more than 9 meters. This distance is a 50-50 for Yang Shao and Wu Zhengyang. Feeling a little pressured, Yang Shao held the handle with both hands, took a deep breath, pushed the putter forward, and the white ball rolled forward immediately.

Got in, got in, into the hole...

Because the force was a little lighter, the white ball rolled to three centimeters outside the hole and then stopped calmly.

Su Qi and Bai Feifei looked regretful, but didn't say anything.

"Fuck!"

Yang Shao clapped his hands heavily, regretted it and glared at Su Qi, gritted his teeth and stepped forward to push the white ball into the hole.

Three shots, three shots, par!

Oh!

Holding Bai Feifei's arm, Su Qi smiled and sighed with regret, and comforted: "Don't be discouraged, Yang Shao, winning and losing are common in the military. You got par this time, just keep working hard next time, you will definitely have another chance to get a birdie, believe me!"

"Don't talk nonsense to me, what are you proud of, I have three birdies, you only have two, and I'm one shot ahead of you."

Seeing this guy with the attitude of a winner comforting a loser and a beautiful woman in his arms, Yang Shao Wu Zhengyang was furious and couldn't help but roar.

Su Qi didn't even look back, and continued forward with the beauty.

Bai Feifei whispered coquettishly: "You guy, you really take advantage of every opportunity, and you are so annoying!"

The par 4 hole begins!

"The par 3 hole is easier, you are so lucky, now it's the par 4 hole, I want to see how you play it!"

Bang! Wu Zhengyang swung his hands vigorously, the white ball drew a curve, flew directly to the par 4 hole green, and disappeared from sight.

"Then you see, I will definitely hit it with my hands!"

Bang! Su Qi raised his sword eyebrows, swung his arms, leaned back, and the ball head shoveled the white ball, drew a beautiful curve, and flew towards the par 4 hole area.

Wu Zhengyang's face changed instantly, because Su Qi's white ball trajectory was obviously higher than his, and it must have flown farther, and it might fall on the green.

"Let's go!"

The group set off in a scooter, and when they arrived, they saw the regretful Li Daqingsheng, who looked at the two with some disappointment.

Wu Zhengyang's white ball was below the green and outside the hazard area, while Su Qi's white ball was even worse. Not only did it not hit the green, it also landed in the bunker below!

"Hahaha!"

Wu Zhengyang was overjoyed, laughing and sarcastically saying, "You were so proud just now, but now your ball has landed in the bunker. I want to see how you hit it out. We agreed in advance that one stroke counts as one stroke... Ah, cough, huh, huh, huh..."

Su Qi took out a No. 5 iron, looked around and calculated in his mind, then swung the iron across the bunker, splashing a cloud of gravel and carrying the white ball up.

The white ball went directly to the green, but the gravel flew into the mouth of Wu Zhengyang, the aristocratic young master.