After dressing as a vicious male supporting character, I attacked the male protagonist

"I didn't say you were stupid."

Huaijiu was in a daze when he heard this and turned his head to look at Gu Yinglou in surprise.

He tightened his throat slightly, with an unnatural expression, and answered without confidence, "...at least, I didn't say it this time."

Huaijiu couldn't hold back, "Pfft."

"..."

There was a hint of annoyance on Gu Yinglou's face, he pursed his lips, feeling as if he was vaguely being laughed at, "What are you laughing at?"

"No no."

Finally, the young master is willing to bow his head and actively admit his mistakes. How can Huaijiu dispel his enthusiasm?

He quickly waved his hands, and the corners of his eyes really smiled, "I'm so happy."

I don't know why, Huaijiu always feels that the Gu Yinglou in front of him is much more lively than the "gentle and jade-like" young master Gu in the novel.

Maybe it's an illusion.

How can a person with a bad temper not be alive?

·

Seeing Mr. Gu driving the car to chase after his fiancée, it took several minutes, and it was estimated that both of them were about to run out of the stadium.

Ye Xian's heart hangs high, his forehead is full of sweat.

"Young man, don't worry."

Mr. Zheng was leisurely, sitting on the side drinking tea, he is old, but he knows a lot, "Don't worry. It's like this when you are in love. This is the fun of young couples."

Ye Xian: "..."

I understand the truth, but the key is that they are not young couples, Mr. Zheng!

However, before the cold sweat dripped from his chin, he saw a small car driving back slowly, and there were two people sitting intimately in the rear compartment.

Really brought people back?

Ye Xian heaved a sigh of relief, thanking God in his heart, his head doesn't have to be taken by Mr. Gu to make wine.

Gu Yinglou and Huaijiu got out of the car, and when they introduced it to Mr. Zheng, they got stuck slightly, "Mr. Zheng, this is... my love."

Fortunately, no one noticed.

"Grandpa Zheng is good."

Huaijiu looked like a childish college student, his face was full of collagen, tenderer than that of a little girl.

As the saying goes, acting is a complete set, since Gu Yinglou has apologized, he simply did his job, and followed Mr. Gu every step of the way, still a little shy, "I interrupted your game."

"Everyone is here to play, so I didn't bother to say anything."

Mr. Zheng is a very cheerful and kind person. He handed Huaijiu a cue, humorous and considerate, "I am an old man with blurry eyesight and can't play well. I just ask Mr. Gu to teach you. I can still take advantage of it." Cheap."

Gu Yinglou thanked Huaijiu, and began to help him correct the posture of holding the stick.

"The shoulder needs to be twisted in place so that the swing is more favorable."

He gave him a few words of guidance in a low voice, then posed for him and made a demonstration. He looked good, and he really looked like a coach.

He just didn't dare to make a loud noise, for fear of making Huaijiu angry again.

"President Gu's posture is very standard."

Mr. Zheng gave him a thumbs up, and then sighed, "Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. I am old, and I am not as good as you young people."

Huaijiu nodded in agreement.

He was only 23 years old before he came here, but the long hours of work have largely worn down his spirit.

Although this body is only four years younger now, but because he has no worries about food and clothing, and has not suffered any hardships, his mood is much happier.Occasionally when I walk, I am full of energy, the kind that I can't wait to jump up.

"It's impolite."

Seeing that he still dared to nod, Gu Yinglou quickly patted him on the head and apologized to Mr. Zheng, "Mr. Zheng has been exercising all year round, and his physical fitness is much better than that of his peers. He doesn't look like an old man."

"..."

Huaijiu knew that he had made a mistake, stuck out his tongue, and didn't dare to intervene in their words, so he stood aside and practiced his swing.

After waving it more than a dozen times, it finally has a shape.

Then came the practical exercises.

"When hitting the ball, you must master the direction and strength, practice more, and you will have a good feel."

Gu Yinglou held each other's hands together hesitantly, and told carefully, "It doesn't matter if you miss the first time, just practice slowly, and you will get better."

Huaijiu nodded, eager to try, "Okay."

Gu Yinglou: "Are your hands a little sweaty? It's easy to slip off the grip like this. Ye Xian, bring a piece of tissue."

"it is good."

Gu Yinglou: "Don't be nervous, relax your hands, spread your legs slightly, and don't shake."

"..."

Huaijiu finally couldn't take it anymore, "My legs are shaking because I have been squatting for a long time. When are you going to let me swing?"

"What are you in a hurry for?"

A rare look of hesitation appeared on Gu Yinglou's face, and he said reluctantly, "...Understood, here we come."

He took a deep breath, glanced at Ye Xian from the corner of his eye, then fixed his eyes on the target, and held the hand that held the wine.

1, 2, 3—

Swing!

boom!

The pole waved in the air, rubbing against the air and the wind violently, making a heavy muffled sound.

"it is good!"

When Gu Yinglou hit a shot, Ye Xian applauded without looking at it, trying to distract Mr. Zheng's attention, his palms were red, "Good shot!"

"?"

Huaijiu squinted to see them staring into the distance together for a long time, but he didn't see where the ball went.

He scratched his chin in wonder, and when he lowered his head, he saw a round and clean golf ball obediently staying on his tee.

"!!!"

I rely on!

Huaijiu was so frightened that his heart jumped out of his chest. Seeing that Mr. Zheng was about to turn around, he reflexively kicked hard with his toes, and the golf ball immediately rolled backwards, hitting Ye Xian with a thud. feet.

Ye Xian: "..."

"Hey, I think I saw it!"

His back was covered in cold sweat, he pretended to be calm, and pointed to a place far away, "Is it there? There seems to be a small white spot."

"Where?"

Gu Yinglou was even more nervous than him, squinting his eyes for a long time, "It's too far away, I can't see clearly."

In the end, the waiter went to check and told that the little white dot was just a small ball of paper that was dropped at random, and the ball hit by Mr. Gu was not far from Mr. Zheng, and he had already gone to mark the positions of the two balls.

Huaijiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just the first shot."

Gu Yinglou also put down a big stone in his heart, and his brows and eyes inadvertently revealed a bit of complacency.

"It's already very good for a novice to achieve this result."

He patted his 'lover' on the shoulder, coughed slightly, "Keep working hard, practice more, you'll get better."

Huaijiu: "..."

He didn't even know how this man had the face to say such a thing.

After playing golf for more than two hours, Huaijiu and Ye Xian joined forces to finally wipe Mr. Gu's butt clean and forge a good result comparable to Mr. Zheng's.

But the old man is at this age after all. Although he had a good time, his energy is definitely not as good as that of the young man, so he went back early.

After drinking and worrying all afternoon, I got on the car home again in the evening, and my whole body relaxed.

It was not too late, and neon lights were lit up on the street. Red, yellow, blue, and green lights were projected on the car windows, forming a hazy phantom, like a rotating kaleidoscope, with colorful and charming colors.

He leaned comfortably against the car window, smelling the faint scent of fresh perfume at the tip of his nose, mixed with the smell of orange and citrus, like fruit trees in early summer, and he could feel the sweetness just by looking at it.

Huaijiu's upper and lower eyelids are glued together, his breathing is steady and quiet, only his head is bouncing lightly, like a chicken pecking at rice, it loses support when it is lit, and it is about to fall on the shoulders of the people around it .

Ye Xian sat in the passenger seat, and saw the situation behind him through the rearview mirror clearly. Gu Yinglou turned his head frequently, looking at the wine hesitantly, and his hands tucked by his side were uneasy The ground moved quite a bit, like a small bud about to break out of the ground.

Hurry up and hug him!

Otherwise, what kind of man are you!

He was as crazy as a basketball baby in his heart to cheer up his boss Gu. After ten seconds of persuasion, President Gu slowly raised his hand.

Ye Xian showed a smile that hides merit and fame deeply.

Gu Yinglou frowned slightly, he hesitated for a long time, seeing that the head of Huaijiu was about to drop to his shoulder, he quickly stretched out a finger and poked it.

Butt against Huaijiu's head.

The man also rolled his eyes by the way, with a disgusted expression on his face, and moved towards the car door.

"..."

Ye Xian's smile gradually froze.

Gu Yinglou moved to a safe position, and with a little force with his fingers, he directly turned the fluffy head to the other side, and immediately fell towards the car window with no support.

"Boom--!"

It hurts to hear.

Huaijiu was woken up by the 'knock', his eyes were wide open, and he rubbed his bumped head in a daze, "Well, are you home yet?"

"No."

Gu Yinglou sat upright in his seat, indifferent.

"Young master, please sleep a little longer."

Driver Wang also saw the small fights behind him, and smiled, "I guess I'll be home in ten minutes or so."

"Then I won't sleep."

Huaijiu rubbed his stomach, the physical labor all afternoon made him not only drowsy, but also his stomach was flat.

He muttered, "I'm so hungry."

"Be patient."

Gu Yinglou folded his legs slightly, crossed his hands on his knees, closed his eyes and meditated, "Shall I buy you milk tea?"

Why does this person speak out of context?There is no logic at all.

"..."

Huaijiu looked baffled, and shook his head, "No, Aunt Zhang must have cooked dinner, I'll save my stomach for dinner."

Gu Yinglou didn't open his eyes, and didn't look back at him.

When I got home, Aunt Zhang really cooked a hearty meal, and even made a glutinous rice dumpling with a few pieces of wormwood wrapped in it, which smelled faintly.

"How is the young master learning how to learn the ball today?"

Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "I even made this dumpling for you. Look at it, it's white and round, doesn't it look like a golf ball?"

"……picture."

When Huaijiu heard these four words now, he felt a headache, hand ache, leg ache, stomach ache, he quickly picked up the chopsticks, trying to skip the topic, "Let's eat, I'm so hungry!"

"Are you hungry after playing ball? Eat more."

The old lady Gu was also smiling. Lao Wang had already reported to her about the situation this afternoon. She was also happy to hear that the two had a good time.

She picked up two chopsticks of food for Huaijiu, "Xiaojiu, you can follow Yinglou to play golf on weekends, young man, you can also exercise by exercising more."

Gu Yinglou raised his eyelids, but before he could refuse, Huaijiu jumped up like a boiled shrimp, with resistance written all over his body.

"I do not want."

Before he could swallow the rice in Huaijiu's mouth, he angrily complained to Mrs. Gu, "He didn't play as well as me, the ball was firmly nailed to the ground on the first shot--feelings are an empty swing! "

"If I hadn't kicked the ball away in a hurry, he would be ashamed in front of Grandpa Zheng today."

Gu Yinglou: "????"