When the Empress Becomes a Rich Family's Wasted Daughter

He Zongqiang nodded.

He had no intention of letting up, after all, this wasn't a professional race, it was just one lap.

Where can I put it?

The two of them were at the same starting point. He Zongqiang couldn't help but glance at the woman again. He looked ahead intently with his side profile, and didn't seem to even look at the fallen red flag.

really....

He didn't need to think too much.

The flag fell.

I just felt a burst of fragrance rushing past me...

He Zongqiang was stunned. He had already developed the habit. When he glanced at the landing point, the horse would shoot out as fast as an arrow.

I didn’t expect that the woman would overtake me at the starting point?

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and the speed of the two horses seemed to be twice as fast as before, running away quickly from everyone's sight.

The woman has a graceful figure, moving lightly on the horse's back, like a beautiful painting... It seems that the woman is holding a weapon in her hands and wearing armor.

He looked as calm and composed as an extremely powerful general...

He Zongqiang and the horse he was riding were no longer in everyone's eyes. They were only looking at the flying figure in the front.

Even the staff of the Jockey Club were stunned...

They read that right.

National third place, Western Conference champion, no one can outrun this little girl in terms of running speed…

Rong Zhen pulled the reins easily and strolled leisurely at the finish line, just like He Zongqiang who was waiting earlier.

Rong Qinan's jaw almost dropped to the ground.

He had just run a lap by himself and fully realized He Zongqiang's professionalism. All his dissatisfaction with his loss was directed at Shao Yiqing, and he never thought that he could win the championship.

But, this country girl can actually do it?

Did he see it wrong?

Rong Qin'an wiped his eyes in disbelief, and stared at Butler Yang, as if expecting Butler Yang to tell him, Young Master, you have seen it wrong.

As a result, Butler Yang was excited, shocked, and full of joy.

"Young Master, the young lady won! She won the championship!"

Rong Qin'an pursed her lips tightly.

Weird, this is so weird...

This so-called sister who showed up halfway actually has this trick up her sleeve? Could it be that she knew he liked horse racing and deliberately learned it?

If Rong Zhen knew what Rong Qinan was thinking at this moment.

One will definitely sigh that people in this world are more shameless than each other.

He Zongqiang ran to the finish line with a serious look on his face. He unconsciously exerted force on the horse's belly with his feet. It was not until the horse under him started to become manic that he came to his senses and calmed it down.

He actually lost?

Lost to an unknown young woman who looked no more than 19,20 or ?

Or did it lose in speed?

Rongzhen was very calm, without much pride on her face after winning. She just steadied her breathing and was very calm.

"continue?"

He Zongqiang looked at Rong Zhen with a dark face.

"it is good."

Of course he had to continue. Before setting off, he was a little distracted.

Although he admitted that the woman's skills and experience seemed good, he had been training for so many years, how could he lose to a non-professional young girl?

They are not ethnic minorities who grew up on horseback...

Even for a minority group, this speed is too outrageous.

It seemed as if if I was a step slower, I would be killed by the enemy.

Second lap.

He Zongqiang was extremely focused, and the heaviness on his face was the same as when he was facing many outstanding professional players in the national competition.

This time, the two horses were running neck and neck.

But how could He Zongqiang be satisfied? He was always looking for opportunities to exceed the time.

When he reached the bend, he leaned back a little, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure passing quickly on another track...

The horse's footsteps seemed to blend into the ups and downs of her body, giving people a sense of incomparable harmony and beauty.

This horse seemed to be a loyal general who had been with her for a long time, following her to one battlefield after another...

He Zongqiang was stunned.

The woman has reached the finish line.

Just like he did before, he strolled leisurely and waited for his opponent to come.

This seemingly nonchalant but actually extremely arrogant behavior clearly showed that it was intended to give Rong Qinan the advantage in the first round.

He Zongqiang didn't want to deny that he lost. If he said it was the first time, he would still make excuses for himself, saying that he underestimated his opponent and was not focused.

But the second time, the result was still the same.

He is a professional horse racing athlete who has received professional training and can win, lose and let go.

It is obvious that this woman's horsemanship is not the result of a unified training model. Instead, it feels very natural and spontaneous, as if she is a warrior who was born to ride a horse.

He Zongqiang pondered for a moment, and finally forced a smile.

"Ms. Rong, you are really amazing. I lost..."

"I wonder where Miss Rong learned horse riding. She is so amazing. Is she a famous athlete from abroad?"

Rong Zhen shook her head, her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of doubt and then returned to normal.

I know what it means in my memory.

She spoke in a deep voice.

"This country has a heritage spanning thousands of years, and within this millennium of ancient charm, I firmly believe that the history of this country is not inferior to anyone else."

"Our country's excellent horse riding skills should have a deeper accumulation as time goes by.

So I don’t need foreign riders to teach me, and I believe there are many people in this country who are better at riding horses than I am.”

Unexpectedly, He Zongqiang's subconscious words would result in such a reply from the woman's mouth.

He really is.

I was taught a good lesson by the young girl in front of me...

In horse racing, there are certain spirits that he must not forget, which is also the reason why he has become a professional racer...

Now that it's mentioned by a woman, it's really a revelation...

The previous contempt and ridicule are now completely gone.

There was a hint of appreciation and deep affirmation in He Zongqiang's eyes.

"Miss Rong is so right, so right!"

At this moment, Rong Qinan came back to his senses. He was at the starting point of the game, so naturally he did not hear the conversation between Rong Zhen and He Zongqiang.

However, the staff at the finish line all gave Rongzhen a thumbs up.

Butler Yang ran over excitedly, praising and commending him in various ways.

Shao Yixing's face was blue and white.

He really didn't expect it.

The Rong family also has a beautiful sister.

This beautiful sister from the Rong family can ride a horse.

The beautiful sister of the Rong family who is good at riding horses won the Western Region Championship...

anyway.

He has completely lost face today.

Let’s put aside Rong Qinan’s relationship with Rong Zhen for now. At this moment, Rong Zhen won as his external aid.

That means...

Rong Qinan looked at Shao Yixing with gloating eyes.

"Oh, I remember that the young master of the Shao family had mentioned the prize."

"If you lose, you have to pay."

"You hired a champion coach, it's not cheap, right?"

"Hey, my card is frozen. This club has food and drinks, and I can enjoy my hobbies at any time. I have to skip classes every day to come here. I'll come every day."

"Young Master Shao, Shao Yixing, you must remember to pay the bill. Don't bring up the bet yourself, invite outside help, and if you lose, it won't count."

Rong Qinan's mouth was like a switch had been turned on, and he was full of sarcasm at 360 degrees.

"You skip classes every day and come every day?"

Rongzhen's calm voice sounded...