in2ebook Chapter 147 Winning
Chapter 147 Winning
Lu Zhi turned to look at her innocently: "What's wrong? Didn't you go in?"
Lin Zhier was so angry that her face twisted: "You...you, you, this is shit luck!"
Lu Zhi nodded in agreement: "I think so too."
Lin Zhier became even angrier.
This kind of luck doesn't just come naturally.
She became anxious instantly.
Zhang Zhe beside her quickly comforted her: "It's okay, Zhi'er, we believe in you. Three times is considered a win, she has only just reached this point."
Lin Zhier felt a little relieved.
Yes, she can't panic, because scoring three goals is the only way to win.
She didn't believe that Lu Zhi's luck would be so good every time.
It was Lin Zhier's turn to hit the second shot.
She took a deep breath, prepared herself for a moment, and then assumed a beautiful and upright posture on the court. She held the club with both hands and swung it tentatively, looking like someone who played golf often.
Soon, the ball was hit out, deviated from its direction, and landed dozens of meters away from the boot.
Lu Zhi sneered beside him, "That's it? You were so arrogant before, I thought you were a reincarnated child prodigy."
Lin Zhier tensed up, her lips almost pressed into a line. "My luck was a little off, now it's your turn. I hope you can be so lucky this time, Zhizhi."
Lu Zhi shrugged and walked forward.
She imitated Lin Zhier, struck a beautiful pose, and took a deep breath.
Lin Zhier just felt that the other party was mocking her. Anger surged and the flesh on her face twitched slightly.
Lu Zhi took a deep breath and hit the ball away.
With a whoosh, the ball fell into the boot again.
Lu Zhi jumped up excitedly, then turned to look at Lin Zhier happily, his tone sincere and grateful: "Look, it really went in! Your blessing just now must have worked!"
Lin Zhier felt as if a cold arrow had pierced her heart, and her whole body felt cold.
Damn Lu Zhi, damn bitch!
Just get in, who are you pretending for?
This bitch was clearly mocking her in a sarcastic way!
Lin Zhier's grip on the golf club kept tightening, and she tried very hard to control her anger and not rush over to scratch her face.
Lu Zhi stepped aside with a smile on his face, a look of triumph on his face.
Lin Zhier: “…”
She closed her eyes and walked forward.
As if possessed by some mysterious force, she suddenly turned around and looked at Lu Zhi: "How about, Zhi Zhi, can you also wish me a blessing?"
Lu Zhi was so lucky that she scored two goals in a row. She inexplicably felt that if Lu Zhi just opened his mouth to wish her a happy birthday, she could also score a goal.
Lu Zhi refused directly: "No, we are competitors, why should I bless you? Are you crazy?"
Lin Zhier's eyes twitched slightly: "I just gave you my blessing."
Lu Zhi: "So you are mentally ill."
Lin Zhier: “…”
I really want to use this golf club to smash Lu Zhi’s head.
Why is this bitch so annoying!
She screamed in her heart and used the dirtiest words to insult Lu Zhi.
Zhang Ziyi, who was standing next to him, frowned and scratched her ears: "Alright, stop dawdling and hurry up."
Lin Zhier took a deep breath, and her hands holding the club were slightly sweating.
Eric, who was standing next to her, sensed her nervousness and gently soothed her, "Relax, it's okay. Even if you lose, the worst that can happen is you just accept the punishment."
Lu Zhi glanced at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Friendly forces?
Eric realized that he had said the wrong thing and kept silent.
Lin Zhier stared at the shoes not far away, closed her eyes, and finally hit the ball out.
The ball flew very close to the boot!
Lin Zhier widened her eyes, held her breath unconsciously, and stared at the ball.
The snow-white ball fell, brushing against the edge of the boot.
Just a little bit closer!
Lin Zhier stamped her feet in frustration.
Even Eric and Zhang Zhe beside her couldn't help but make "tsk tsk" sounds, feeling sorry for her.
Lin Zhier bit her lip and stepped aside somewhat unconvinced.
It's Lu Zhi's turn again.
Lin Zhier stared at Lu Zhi in disbelief: "Luck only happens once or twice, it won't happen a third time!"
"Zhizhi, I think your shot will definitely miss."
Eric nodded beside him. "It's obvious that the first two goals were scored with luck. It's impossible for us to be so lucky all the time. The probability is too low."
Zhang Zhe nodded and said, "That's definitely impossible. If this goal goes in, I'll take her last name!"
Lu Zhi glanced at him up and down: "Are you worthy?"
Zhang Zhe: “…”
Damn, this woman is really good at talking nonsense, no wonder Lin Zhier doesn’t like her.
For the third ball, Lu Zhi aimed at the boots not far away and swung the third shot.
With a "whoosh", as expected, the ball went into the hole again.
The outcome has been decided.
"This is impossible!" Lin Zhier's face looked extremely ugly.
She stood up suddenly and stared at Lu Zhi in horror: "You must have used some tricks, right?"
"Otherwise, how could a novice like you who can't even hold a club hit all three shots so accurately?"
Even though the opening of the boot is much larger than the hole for the golf ball, the distance and the size of the ball make it difficult to hit the ball into the boot.
Lu Zhi raised an eyebrow: "Why? Can't afford to lose?"
Lin Zhier took two steps forward and stared at her intently: "Lu Zhi, admit it, did you use some shady cheating trick?"
Lu Zhi sneered and slapped her face insultingly. "Is it really necessary to deal with a piece of trash like you?"
Zhang Zhe was terrified when he heard this.
How did Lu Zhi become so successful in the entertainment industry with such a good mouth?
With such strong fighting ability, why don’t you become the leader of the black fans?
Lin Zhier was so angry that she raised her hand to slap her.
Lu Zhi took a step back to avoid her slap: "You really can't afford to lose, Miss Lin."
Zhang Ziyi shouted coldly, "Enough! This is not the place for you to play house."
Lin Zhier looked at Zhang Ziyi, and the respect on her face was completely gone.
Since she has already lost, the crew has no hope of inviting her to teach etiquette.
That would be good enough if he left. Would he really stay and listen to Zhang Ziyi's instructions?
Who is she? Does she really think she is the emperor?
Lu Zhi tutted his words twice: "If I hadn't recorded the video, no one would have known about Miss Lin's fickle and unyielding face."
"It's a good thing I didn't gamble on my shares, otherwise Miss Lin wouldn't know how to cry now."
When Lin Zhier heard that she had recorded a video, her body stiffened slightly and she didn't dare to leave immediately.
She couldn't help but vent her anger on the manager next to her: "What's wrong with your stadium? You let all kinds of people in here."
The manager was enjoying the fun when he was suddenly called out: "???"
Lin Zhier was furious: "Aren't only members allowed to enter?"