Xia Xi and Zhou Du had been friends for many years, and they always spoke their minds directly, without any false politeness. "Do you know anyone who's good at golf? I'd like to learn."
Zhou Du: “?”
Zhou Du didn't quite understand: "Why did you suddenly want to learn that?"
Xia Xi confessed honestly, "It's all to get closer to Xu Yanfeng. I heard he goes to the golf course with his friends every two weeks. I don't play golf, so how can I get in?"
Zhou Du laughed at her: "Oh, you haven't caught her yet. Someone originally threatened to capture her in three months."
Xia Xi refused to review this dark history: "I'm telling you the real thing, don't talk nonsense. Just tell me whether you will help or not."
Zhou Du didn't dare give her a definite answer: "Wait, I'll ask for you first."
Xia Xi's attitude towards him immediately changed 180 degrees: "You really are my brother."
Zhou Du: "Goodbye, there is no sister as annoying as you."
Xia Xi smiled, put her phone aside, and concentrated on her homework, waiting for good news from Zhou Du. She believed in Zhou Du's ability, and he said he would ask for her and there would definitely be a way.
At 9:30 in the evening, the homework was almost finished, and Xia Xi called her roommate to go back to the dormitory. On the way, she received a reply from Zhou Du.
Zhou Du: "My classmate's brother runs a sports club that offers golf training. I heard he recently spent a lot of money to hire a great golf coach. He has scheduled lessons for you. Please make time to learn."
Zhou Du handed the golf coach's business card to Xia Xi and told her to seize the opportunity to learn well. It was difficult to make an appointment with this coach, as the class was currently fully booked. He negotiated for a long time before getting the coach to make some extra time for her.
Xia Xi was so grateful that she gave him several big red envelopes.
Zhou Du confiscated it.
The three roommates who were walking with Xia Xi saw the smile on her face and asked her if she had any good news to share with everyone. Xia Xi spoke out openly.
Her roommates expressed their admiration. Ever since Xia Xi started her plan to pursue her male idol, she has had endless energy every day. Her schoolwork is already busy enough, but she also joined the student union and basketball club, and occasionally goes to the swimming pool to swim. Now she can even squeeze out time to learn golf.
They felt exhausted just by listening.
"No." When they asked Xia Xi if she was tired, she shook her head, stuffed her phone into her bag, opened her arms in the cool breeze of the early autumn night, took a few quick steps to distance herself from them, and then walked backwards, facing them. The wind blew from behind her, her long hair tangled in her face, and her eyes were surprisingly bright. "Don't look at the difficulties now. When I catch up with Xu Yanfeng, I can proudly say that I have sailed through thousands of mountains!"
Zhao Lei: "Well, I hope the boat hasn't hit an iceberg."
Wang Qiuyu: "I hope the boat hasn't already done a backflip."
Xia Xi was both angry and amused, wanting to throw her bag at them, but she held back: "Can you still be my solid backing? Not only do you not give me some chicken soup for the soul encouragement, but you also throw cold water on me at every turn."
The roommates all made zipper-pulling gestures with their mouths, stopped saying anything offensive, and wished her good luck.
*
Xia Xi is indeed very busy. He has to squeeze out time to go to the club to learn golf, just like squeezing water out of a half-dry sponge.
The coach Zhou Du arranged for her was indeed quite good. His last name was Li, and he was about forty years old. He had slightly dark skin and well-developed muscles. Even when he wore a slightly loose sportswear, the outline of his muscles could be seen.
Xia Xi was rarely afraid of anyone, but she was a little intimidated by this coach. After politely greeting him, she asked, "Coach Li, do you have any quick fixes? Ideally, I'd be able to swing the club smoothly within two weeks."
She wasn't trying to become a golf expert; she just wanted to learn the basic skills.
Coach Li was bending over to help her choose a golf club from the bucket. Upon hearing this, he turned his head to look at her, his already dark complexion looking even darker. He repeated her words word for word, "Within half a month, can you swing the club freely?"
The coach didn't need to say anything else. Xia Xi had already understood his sarcasm from his expression and eyes. He immediately stood up straight and stopped talking nonsense.
Coach Li handed her the club, but did not teach her immediately. Instead, he explained to her the rules of golf and how to record scores, as well as some golf course knowledge, so that she could have a basic understanding of the sport.
Xia Xi listened attentively and raised questions from time to time. Coach Li explained them to her one by one, and then began to teach her the first step in playing golf - the swing posture.
"There are two factors: one is the way you hold the club, and the other is your body position." Coach Li paused and asked her, "Is your dominant hand left or right?"
"Right hand." Xia Xi said.
"Then hold the club handle with your left hand, with your thumb resting on it," Coach Li said as he demonstrated. "Put your weight on your last three fingers, and hold the lower part of the handle with your right hand, with your hands partially overlapping. Now, let's talk about your body position. Stand with your feet apart, lean forward, bend your knees slightly, and swing the club to hit the ball."
Following the coach's instructions, Xia Xi felt that he had mastered the key points and swung the club.
The movement was quite standard, but the ball remained in the same place.
Xia Xi: “…”
Coach Li's expression remained calm, as if he had anticipated this. He comforted her, "This is normal. You're a beginner. Getting the right form is already half the battle."
Xia Xi breathed a sigh of relief. This coach looked serious and stern, but he actually had a good personality.
For the next two hours, Xia Xi practiced her swing, swinging her arms again and again, tirelessly. By the time the day's lesson ended and she dropped the club, her arms felt like they weren't her own.
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