Chapter 83 "Why are you shaking?"
When he came over, Zhou Pingchuan moved aside the table and gestured for him to come over.
Xia Mian was incredulous, pointing to herself: "You want me to go now?"
Zhou Pingchuan: "Otherwise what?"
Xia Mian: "I haven't played for many years, give me some time to practice."
"It's alright, don't be shy. It's just to digest your food. Just relax and have fun," Secretary Liu advised from the side. "Besides, with Pingchuan here, what are you afraid of?"
Xia Mian wasn't being reserved; he was just naturally inclined to win and hated losing. He didn't want to break his "anything goes" persona in any competition.
But in front of everyone, he certainly couldn't back down, so he turned to Zhou Pingchuan and said, "Then you have to help me."
God knows, he even forgot his swing!
Zhou Pingchuan tightened his lips: "Okay."
This golf course has eighteen holes. Secretary Liu and Zhou Pingchuan met mainly to discuss business, and playing golf was just a side thing. They played rather casually and didn't follow the hole numbers at all.
Due to personal habits, Zhou Pingchuan prefers to play the most difficult holes first, and the rest are relatively easy. There is even a short hole without any obstacles, which Zhou Pingchuan considers not difficult at all.
Xia Mian was still confused and asked in a low voice, "How were we supposed to stand?"
"Stand with your feet together, slightly apart, behind and to the side of the ball."
Is that so?
"almost."
Xia Mian adjusted her stance and continued, "Where's your swing?"
"Put your weight on your heels, bring your arms and club back along the target line, then downswing and release the clubhead."
Xia Mian had played before and wasn't a true beginner. After Zhou Pingchuan finished speaking, he understood what Zhou Pingchuan meant, gathered his strength, and swung the club in a proper manner.
The next moment, something embarrassing happened: the ball didn't go as expected, but flew to the left!
"...What happened?!" Xia Mian lost face completely. She secretly glanced at Secretary Liu, then looked at Zhou Pingchuan, and said righteously, "I clearly fought according to the method you taught me."
“It’s my fault,” Zhou Pingchuan realized where he had gone wrong. “My grip was wrong and my striking technique was off.”
"Then hurry up and revise it for me."
Perhaps because his expression was too eager, Zhou Pingchuan did not dictate this time. Instead, he handed the deer antler staff to Yu Heng, stood behind Xia Mian, wrapped his arms around his body, and held his hands.
The familiar scent of fir trees wafted over, and Xia Mian, not expecting him to directly "teach by example," froze on the spot.
"Grip the club like this." Zhou Pingchuan guided Xia Mian's hand, changing her grip position.
He was too close, so close that Xia Mian could feel another person's breath brushing against his neck, the warm touch sending shivers down his spine.
“Then use your wrists and spine as the swing axis, and combine the power from your shoulders, waist and knees—” Zhou Pingchuan held his hand and raised the club.
The lifting motion was quite large, and the two bodies were almost pressed tightly together. Xia Mian trembled even more.
There were only two layers of fabric between them, and Zhou Pingchuan could certainly feel it. He asked in a low, magnetic voice, "Why are you trembling?"
Depend on……
scoundrel...
Xia Mian almost elbowed him, shattering his ribs into a comminuted fracture, so bad that the doctor didn't even know where to start setting them!
But upon seeing the antler staff, Xia Mian could no longer bear it and endured it.
He's disabled, and we're good people; we shouldn't stoop to his level...
Xia Mian muttered to herself. Zhou Pingchuan lowered his eyes. In the sunlight, the boy's small ears, as red as pigeon blood, had turned from the tips to the earlobes.
His neck was also tinged with blood.
The corners of his lips, which had been taut ever since he met Xia Mian, finally couldn't help but curl up.
However, it must be said that the effect of "teaching by example" is remarkable. After Zhou Pingchuan guided Xia Mian through a complete swing, Xia Mian made leaps and bounds and was able to hit the ball towards the hole.
Practice makes perfect. After a few penalty strokes, Xia Mian became more and more skilled and gradually became able to put the ball in the hole within par.
On the last hole, Xia Mian's confidence was fully unleashed, and she said smugly, "Mr. Zhou, what if I hit an eagle?"
An eagle is a hole-in-one shot.
Looking at the radiant boy, Zhou Pingchuan's voice softened: "Of course, it's to celebrate for you."
"Jay Chou is going to have to pay a hefty price."
A hole-in-one is a rare and unpredictable event; besides skill, it also requires the right timing, location, and luck. In other words, luck plays a significant role.
Therefore, once an eagle is hit, the guests will give red envelopes to the staff on site, and everyone will have a good time.
"Ten times the tip," Zhou Pingchuan said.
"Wow, Jay Chou is so generous!" The caddies cheered excitedly, raising their arms in celebration.
Xia Mian was also a little surprised. This golf course was huge. If everyone gave ten times the tip, the money spent on red envelopes alone would be more than a million. It really deserved to be called "generous".
Unfortunately, luck wasn't on his side today. Xia Mian failed to hit the much-anticipated eagle, finishing with a three-par hole-in-par, bringing the day's competition to a mediocre close.
Because of the last-minute change of opponents, Secretary Liu naturally won in the end. Zhou Pingchuan did not cheat and paid all the drinks and tips before sending Yu Heng to book the entire teahouse.
At this point, the two must have something important to discuss. Xia Mian knew the importance of the matter and offered to go do some nursing care, so Zhou Pingchuan didn't try to stop her.
Before leaving, Zhou Pingchuan said, "Thank you, Mr. Xia, for saving me money."
He was referring to the fact that the tenfold tip hadn't been spent. Xia Mian snorted, "Your money is for me to spend, not for anyone else."
After saying that, he felt something was off and quickly tried to cover it up: "Besides, I'm very thrifty, why would I spend such a waste of money?"
Good grief, something's even more wrong now.
Zhou Pingchuan didn't nitpick the words, only saying, "That makes sense."
"Alright, alright, you guys go ahead with your work, I'm leaving." Xia Mian felt that continuing the conversation might cause trouble, so she grabbed her phone and quickly fled the scene.
Zhou Pingchuan's gaze fell on his back, and the corners of his lips, which had just fallen, curled up again.
Secretary Liu went to wash his hands, and when he came out of the restroom, he only saw a figure fleeing in panic.
"Pingchuan," he called out as he wiped his hands, "I haven't had a chance to ask yet, who is he?"
“My fiancé,” Zhou Pingchuan said.
Secretary Liu was shocked. He had known Zhou Pingchuan for almost two years and had never heard of Zhou Pingchuan having a boyfriend or girlfriend.
This is the first time I've brought someone to the stadium, and it's also the first time I've heard anything about his private life from him.
But it's good that Secretary Liu finally remembered who Xia Mian was—the little actor who received the award at the Tongshan City commendation ceremony along with Yongying Luggage.
He was quite pleased and, in the tone of an elder, advised, "The child seems promising; cherish him. When giving gifts, be sure to give generously; I've heard that this child has had a difficult past."
Zhou Pingchuan didn't realize the hardship of his past, but he strongly agreed with another statement.
"Yes, we should give them a little more."
He paused for a moment, then said, "After all, she's a good manager; she saved me so much money today."
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