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Chapter 216: Unexpected results

Before the sun set, Emma Watson was still fighting hard on the ninth hole, but the audience was unyielding. No, it should be said that there were more and more.

Emma Watson felt that his mentality had collapsed. Today he staged a collection of almost all the weird golf mistakes.

"Come on! Emma! Come on, it's still 10 centimeters away."

It was already dark, and only Emma Watson was left on the entire stadium.

Come on the whole audience, but Emma Watson really couldn't score in just this short 10 cm distance.

I wanted to end this bad day with a nice putt at first.

But the problem is that it can be a slight difference every time.

There is no one else who can always avoid the hole except Emma Watson.

To be honest, the audience who followed Emma Watson today could no longer laugh, and the facial muscles had developed a little stiffness due to the excessive exercise of the day.

"Ah! I won't play anymore." Emma Watson, whose mentality was broken, waved the club casually to vent his dissatisfaction.

But this time I accidentally hit the ball.

He even rolled into the hole at an incredible angle.

"Puff..."

Miss, if you don’t accept anyone, you will be convinced, and the audience on the scene was also confused.

Emma Watson, you must be teasing us. Thank you for your hard work. For our happiness, you have worked all day.

Emma Watson was also stunned and speechless.

"Emma Watson, this is your result today. Please sign it."

The referee of the organizer came over, and Emma Watson obviously noticed that the referee's mouth was twitching, obviously also controlling his facial expressions.

"202 shot?!" Emma Watson couldn't believe his eyes when he saw his grades.

"Will that count the wrong number?"

"Sorry, Miss Emma, ​​it's possible to calculate less, absolutely impossible to calculate more."

The referee looked helpless and followed Emma Watson, and the referee was also hopeless.

A collection of weird mistakes in the whole audience is the basic rules that allow you to experience a golf game again.

There is nothing Emma Watson has committed today, every item in the rule.

"Well, okay, please trouble you."

Emma Watson had to sign his name in the confirmation column above.

"By the way, can you ask, what results did Justin Wood score today?"

Emma Watson has also given up on himself. What should be cared about now is the bet between Justin Wood and Lu Zijian.

"Wait a minute, I'll check it out."

As he said that, the referee took out his own pad.

"Miss Emma, ​​Mr. Justin performed well today, 34, 2 under par, and is now ranked 5th."

"Is that amazing?"

Emma Watson's heart was chilling. This result was a little scary.

Of course, it depends on who it is.

For Emma Watson, who scored 202, this is indeed a "god" number.

However, among professional players, Justin Wood can only say that it is average and is considered to be a normal performance.

"What about Lu Zijian?"

"Mr. Lu? Please wait."

In the influence of the referee, amateur players like Lu Zijian should be ranked low.

So I slide the pad back very naturally.

But I almost turned to the last page, and Lu Zijian's name did not appear.

This operation also made Emma Watson's heart silence.

Is it actually behind like this?

——Sure enough, Lu Zijian probably doesn’t know how to golf, and his level is just as good as his own.

——Emma Watson, who gives you the confidence? Put your level in the same level as Lu Zijian.

Hiss... It's not right, I've all turned to Emma Watson, 202 shots, ranking 40th.

I didn't see Lu Zijian's name either.

"Sorry, I'll look for it again."

Did you miss it yourself?

The referee was also a little uncertain at this time and started to search forward.

There was no name Lu Zijian in the last 20 places, but a professional player was squeezed to No. 21.

How is this possible? Lu Zijian won the professional player in the first day of the game?

This is too outrageous.

With curiosity, the referee continued to flip forward.

The next page is the page in the top 5 rankings.

No, Lu Zijian is so powerful?

When the referee turned to the first page, he was completely stunned.

Who can tell yourself what exactly happened?

The first place is Lu Zijian, and he has a terrible score of 22 shots?

No, is there something wrong with the pad?

The referee's expression aroused Emma Watson's curiosity.

"What happened?"

"This... this, Mr. Lu is ranked first now, with 22 shots."

The referee couldn't help swallowing, and damn it, this is really a hell.

The second place score is 32, which is 10 shots behind Lu Zijian?

The key is that the second place is the number one in the world this year.

"No...it's impossible." Hearing this result, even Emma Watson couldn't help swallowing.

This is just like hitting a 202 shot by yourself, which is incredible.

"Miss Emma, ​​if the pad has not failed, then this result will be real and effective."

Although until now, the referee has believed that it was caused by a computer failure.

This situation occurs in every corner, such as the current Justin Wood.

At this time, Justin Wood was enjoying champagne and his face was freehand. Justin Wood had already taken a bath in the hotel provided by the competition organizing committee.

Justin Wood performed well today.

I feel good about myself, and my score of 34 is already good, within my own strength.

Just now, the organizing committee provided the half-time ranking for this game.

Justin Wood took it with a smile on his face.

I want to see which one Lu Zijian ranks.

As a result, he took a look and his face changed drastically, and he sprayed out a mouthful of champagne.

Justin Wood couldn't believe his eyes.

22? How is this possible? Is it a result of a hole? Or is it the organizing committee making a mistake?

At this moment, Justin Wood had no idea how to enjoy champagne.

He quickly called the staff of the organizing committee.

"Mr. Justin, we can tell you very responsibly that Lu Zijian did hit 22 first and is currently ranked first."

Such a certain answer made Justin Wood stunned for a moment.

The champagne in his hand fell on the carpet and spread all over the floor.

Damn, how is this possible?

Wait, how much did you bet with Lu Zijian?

£5 million!

Almost all my income today.

At this moment, Justin Wood felt extremely heartbroken, covered his chest and slowly sat on the sofa.

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