Comprehensive Film and Television: Starting from An Lingrong, becoming the king of rolls

"Let's go, I'll play polo with you!"

"Fourth sister, in this male and female team, who will you fight with?"

Minglan was a little worried: "Both the second brother and the third brother are coming, this..."

Mo Lan glanced around and didn't see Zhao Ceying, and was a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, Zhao Ceying should come.

This is somewhat difficult.

Mo Lan thought for a moment and wanted to use provocation to get Yu Erlang to agree.

Although it wasn't equal, she had just seen it.

Yu Yanhong and Yu Erlang's polo level is no more than this.

Even he and Yan Ranshang are not afraid.

She took Yu Yanran to the foot of the high platform and deliberately ordered her servants to prepare their horses in a voice that could be heard by Yu Erlang and Yu Yanhong.

"This gold hairpin is quite good. It would be great to win it and give it to sister Yanran to play with."

When Yu Yanhong heard this, she saw Yu Yanran next to Mo Lan again.

She knew Mo Lan and couldn't help but sneer: "Just you? In a male-female team, you can't even find a man, and you still want to compete with me?!"

"Who says women are inferior to men?"

Mo Lan looked proud, even more arrogant than Yu Yanhong: "Only your brother and sister's polo level... tsk."

She looked the two of them up and down, with a sarcastic look on her lips: "I also want to show you some kindness, and don't want you to lose too miserably, so I just want to follow Yanran and play casually, just win a hairpin. If I If we call the second brother and the third brother here and make you unable to score a single goal, wouldn’t it bring disgrace to the Yu family?”

"you!"

How has Yu Yanhong ever been so angry?

She stood up and stared at Mo Lan: "Who do you think you are, you dare to be arrogant in front of me?!"

"As a younger sister, you don't put your eldest sister in your eyes. How dare you ask others to treat you with respect?"

Mo Lan narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were full of ridicule: "You, if you are afraid, leave early and say this is useless. Why, you are afraid that I will be embarrassed if I can't beat polo, so you want to force us to give up? It's just a polo game. If you're afraid, don't go on the field."

Her words were so exciting that Yu Erlang couldn't stand listening anymore.

"Miss Sheng Si, are you going too far?"

He was arrogant and looked like he was giving advice: "My roommate is also kind-hearted. You are a girl. If you and I play polo, you are suspected of bullying the weak. It would be disgraceful to win. Besides, there will inevitably be accidental injuries in this polo game. Why do you, a girl like you, have to wade into this muddy water?"

"You don't think I've lost even though we haven't fought yet?"

Mo Lan glanced at him with contempt: "You're not afraid of losing to me, so you don't want to fight, right?"

Yu Erlang was irritated, and his face suddenly tightened: "Miss Sheng Si is joking, since you insist on asking for trouble, then I can't hold back!"

At this moment, Liang Han on the high platform could not sit still.

When Mo Lan followed the eldest lady in, he saw her at a glance.

He immediately remembered that he had seen this girl at the Sheng family!

That grace and appearance were unforgettable for him.

It has to be said that Mo Lan's original appearance really struck a chord with Liang Han's aesthetics.

After Mo Lan's own transformation, Liang Han saw her as if he were seeing a fairy.

It felt like Mo Lan was growing inside her from head to toe, even her hair.

Last time, Liang Han only met from a distance and couldn't see carefully.

Now that I see it again, I can't move my eyes away.

After asking the young master that this was the fourth girl of the Sheng family, Liang Han had been paying attention to Mo Lan's every move.

Mo Lan even walked down from the high platform when she brought Yan Ran over.

Even when he heard Mo Lan yelling at Yu Erlang, he found it extremely cute.

When he heard that Yu Erlang and Mo Lan mentioned that there was one less man in the team, Liang Han's heart moved and he immediately walked over.

"Is Miss Sheng Si lacking someone to form a team? I also often play polo. I wonder if I can give it a try?"

Liang Han walked over slowly, looking like a handsome young man.

I have to say, his appearance is still very confusing.

Mo Lan just didn't recognize him: "Young Master, you and I are strangers, so it's very inconvenient."

Liang Han was a little anxious: "I am Liang Liulang of the Earl of Yongchang. Last time I went with my mother to the Sheng family to visit Mrs. Sheng..."

Mo Lan frowned slightly, pulled Yan and took a step back.

She didn't understand that she had never spoken to Liang Han, nor had she provoked him, nor had she shown off her talents in front of him.

What is Liang Han doing? Why, have you forgotten your sweetheart Chun Ke?

Before Mo Lan could say anything, a hearty voice suddenly joined in forcefully.

"Don't bother Liang Liulang. My fiancée will form the team by me."

Several people were stunned and looked at each other.

The moment Mo Lan saw the other person, the ice on his face melted instantly.

"You came."

This person is not Zhao Ceying, who else could he be?

Zhao Ceying hurriedly walked up to her, with a slightly flattering look on her face: "We encountered an unexpected situation on the way, which delayed us for a while. Fortunately, it's not too late."

He felt a little helpless when he mentioned this. Who would have thought that the carriage could break down halfway?

"Not...fiance?"

Liang Han looked at the person in front of him in astonishment. He was sure that he had never seen this person among the children of the aristocratic families in Bianjing.

Zhao Ceying looked at him and blocked Mo Lan behind her without any trace of her body: "I just accepted him a few days ago."

Najib, that means the marriage is set.

For a moment, Liang Han felt as if frost had hit an eggplant.

How did that happen……

"Are we still competing?!"

Yu Erlang urged irritably from the side.

"Compare."

Mo Lan nodded to Yanran and Minglan, then got on her horse.

The neat movements made Yu Yanhong's heart skip a beat.

She...she can't do it so smoothly.

Sure enough, when the polo match started, Yu Yanhong's ominous premonition became a reality.

But just at the beginning, Mo Lan scored a goal directly.

Yu Erlang wanted to step forward to stop him, but was blocked by Zhao Ceying.

Even though it was the first time for Mo Lan and Zhao Ceying to play polo, they cooperated very well with each other, as if they had a tacit understanding.

After the polo match, it was simply a wonderful show between the two of them!

Various moves and fighting styles emerge in endlessly.

Handsome men and beautiful women have become a beautiful scenery on the polo field.

It directly attracted everyone's attention.

Even Mrs. Wu on the high platform couldn't help but praise her again and again.

Finally, I wanted to call Liang Han to watch, but found that Liang Han himself was obsessed with it.

Madam Wu was so happy that she couldn't help but want to ask Madam Wu about Mo Lan.

Before she could speak, she heard the eldest lady say cheerfully: "This is the son of Zhao Tuanlian from Yuzhou. He has just been engaged to our fourth girl."

Engagement? !

Mrs. Wu glanced at the dashing Mo Lan with some heartache, why were all the good girls taken away by other families? !

Mo Lan knew that Yu Erlang might be cheating if he couldn't beat him, so he kept staring at him.

Sure enough, after a collision, Yu Erlang wanted to fall off the horse.

But Mo Lan pushed the ball hard behind his back, but it didn't let him fall.

"Yu Erlang, please be careful, lest you accidentally break your leg. I know you are not careful, but I don't know, I thought you were afraid of losing and did this on purpose!"

Mo Lan directly pointed out his little thoughts.

Yu Erlang's face turned pale and he didn't dare to fall any further.

With the final sound of the gong.

Yellow flags are everywhere.

Mo Lan and Zhao Ceying directly played a Grand Slam without any mercy.

Yu Yanhong was so angry that her nose almost became crooked.

Yu Yanran rushed towards Mo Lan who had just dismounted and hugged him directly.

"Sister Molan, you are so awesome! You win!"

He was completely unaware of Zhao Ceying's envious eyes.

He hasn't even laid a finger on his future wife!