"Yes, just like that, slowly lift your arm—good, hold that position."
Li Feng held his golf swing, and the caddy, Panpan, pressed against his back, her hands on his waist, correcting his posture.
Li Feng had to admit, this caddy was really dedicated and taught very meticulously.
"Next, swing."
Li Feng swung the golf club, hitting the ball, and in an instant, the ball flew out. Panpan, behind him, saw the ball fly away and immediately jumped down.
"That was a beautiful shot."
"Feng, you have such a natural talent for sports. It's rare for someone to hit the golf ball on their first try, and to hit it so high and far, you're simply a golf genius."
Panpan was liberal with her praise, her body pressing up against Li Feng, but she always stopped just at the right point.
"Let's hit a few more balls and get the motion down."
