Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Song Pingqing was stunned when he received the schedule list.

Murong Xue glanced at the trembling squad leader with a half-smile: "Someone is tripping you up."

Yes, even though Shen Ci has stood up now, the group of people who were scolded by Song Pingqing at the beginning were really offended.

On the surface, these people dare not do anything due to the power of the Murong family and the Gu family, but they can still do some small tricks behind the scenes.

Baihua Academy requires students to provide their own horses for the equestrian competition. They are sure that Song Pingqing has a poor family background and does not have his own horse.

Even if they rented someone temporarily, it would be difficult to find someone who was suitable and compatible with them. Once Song Pingqing lost the game, they would have found a way to attack her.

"What the hell—"

Vile and boring.

Song Pingqing swallowed his curse words under Murong Xue's death gaze.

"Junxi, ask the stable to send Heishui and Zhenqi to the school stable. I will accompany our sister Pingqing to the stable to practice." Murong Xue tapped Liu Junxi's desk lightly.

As long as you work hard, you have to work. Since Liu Junxi hasn't left the team yet, he has to work.

Ever since they started attending Birch Academy, Heishui and Zhenqi were sent to a horse farm in Vancouver. On weekends or when there were no club activities, the four of them would go to the farm in Vancouver to take horse riding lessons.

Seeing that they had put down the schedule, the monitor dared to come over and said, "This is really not what I signed you up for."

The monitor is a simple and honest man: "When I got the schedule, I was also... emmmmmm confused."

That means someone did it on purpose.

"Maybe someone modified the registration form when you weren't paying attention." Song Pingqing accidentally glanced at the window and met the gazes of a few lackeys who were grinning and peeking into the class.

He immediately raised his middle finger and cursed: "Drop the pen——"

"I'm really sorry, I can lend you my horse." The squad leader felt very guilty.

Song Pingqing suppressed Gu Zongnan who was trying to take the lead.

"Okay, okay. I'm just worried about that." Song Pingqing replied with a smile.

After hearing her say this, Murong Xue smiled knowingly, stopped worrying about her, and turned aside to continue reading.

The squad leader was temporarily forgiven by Song Pingqing and hurried to contact his family for horses.

"Why are you stopping me?" Gu Zongnian was dissatisfied. He was smart now. "The list cannot be adjusted at will. There must be some mistakes. Maybe he colluded with others."

"What if it isn't?" Song Pingqing asked.

"Even if that's not the case, it's definitely because he didn't manage the list well!" The way he said this sounded like a leader holding his subordinates accountable.

Seeing his grandson trying to defend him, Song Pingqing laughed so hard that his waist bent. He patted Gu Zongnian and said, "Okay, okay, it's all his fault. Don't worry, don't worry."

As they were talking, Liu Junxi came back from a phone call: "I have communicated with the stables, and they will come tomorrow, bringing four breeders who are specifically responsible for taking care of Heishui and Zhenqi."

This specification.

Song Pingqing was heartbroken when she heard this, she didn't have so many people serving her, and Heishui was of a higher rank than her.

"Tell them not to send it for now, and send it on the day of the competition." Murong Xue ordered.

Murong Xue didn't explain the reason, and Liu Junxi was puzzled, but he still went to make the arrangements.

"It's us, indeed." Song Pingqing leaned close to Murong Xue, "We have such a tacit understanding!"

Murong Xue glanced at her and snorted, "Don't give me that. Who has any tacit understanding with you?"

Song Pingqing knew that she was being arrogant, so he continued to stick to her: "Of course it's Miss Murong who is loved by everyone and gets flat tires when she drives~"

Her words sounded greasy and pretentious, and Murong Xue was so annoyed that she reached out and scratched her several times.

Seeing that Song Pingqing didn't show any sign of smiling, Murong Xue curled her lips slightly: "You have thick skin! You can't scratch it at all!"

"Let me tell you a secret." Song Pingqing suddenly became serious.

"What secret?" Murong Xue Gu acted as if he was not interested, but since you want to tell me, I'm willing to listen.

Song Pingqing leaned close to her ear and said, "Generally, people who take the initiative to tickle others are the ones who are ticklish themselves. So I know that you are ticklish."

After saying that, he jumped two meters away.

Murong Xue's gnashing voice came from behind: "Song!! Ping!! Qing!!"

"Why are you yelling at me? I didn't scratch you."

In the evening, Song Pingqing and Murongxue got on the car to go home after finishing their training. Song Pingqing finally found an opportunity to ask her, "Why do those people want me to participate in the equestrian competition?"

"You haven't paid attention to the price and feeding costs of horses."

Song Pingqing nodded.

This money has always been paid by Mr. Murong Ba.

"Blackwater was worth $1000 million back then."

Murong Xue's words made Song Pingqing exclaim "Fuck!"

"So expensive?!"

Even according to this year's exchange rate, Blackwater's value is 8000 million, which is a fantastic number.

Song Pingqing felt dizzy and couldn't utter a word for a long time. "Such an expensive thing, and you just gave it to me to play with?"

Ahhhh, I really want to call her a spendthrift, but she can really afford it.

Song Pingqing was completely numb.

She always felt that she had gotten used to her current life and should no longer be shocked by the amount of money.

But when Murong Xue said the number of 10 million US dollars, Song Pingqing couldn't help himself.

"This doesn't even include the annual maintenance costs." Murong Xue glanced at her indifferently.

Okay, okay, there’s no need to continue asking this question. Just stop here.

No wonder those people were certain that Song Pingqing could not participate in the equestrian competition. Just think about it, which noble family would buy a good horse for their child's study companion and give them the opportunity to run in the horse.

But Murong Xue bought it for Song Pingqing very early.

Sure enough, in the novels where the nanny's daughter bullies the rich girl, the nanny's daughter is always spoiled. People's desires are indulged little by little.

Perhaps it was because Murong Xue had never acted like a young lady that Liu Junjie had the illusion that she could deceive and fool the Murong family.

Song Pingqing took a few days off from the Sanda team, and ran back and forth between the school horse farm and the squad leader's home to run in the horses, and then went to the outside racecourse to run in the horses with Heishui.

"Heishui is such a good horse—" Song Pingqing couldn't help but sigh.

"Because of your net worth?" Murong Xue asked.

"No, no, no, because I rode another horse outside and he was not jealous." Song Pingqing replied.

In the horse version, the red flag is flying at home and the colorful flags are fluttering outside.

Murong Xue was stunned for a moment before she realized what she was implying. She reached out and pinched her cheek: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Ah ...

The eldest lady pinches people without any mercy.

"I'm teaching you a lesson on behalf of Heishui!" Murong Xue let go of her hand and said dissatisfiedly, "You are still young, what nonsense are you thinking about? I warn you, our family will never tolerate people who betray their lovers."

"Heishui is not my type!!!!" Song Pingqing was furious.

"You can't do this even if you have a partner!!!" Murong Xue got angry.

………It’s over, this girl is young but she can understand nonsense, Grandma Song covered her mouth in her heart.

I can never be so reckless in my words again.

The sports meet arrived with everyone having their own thoughts.

The sports meet at Baihua Academy lasts for five days, which means there are no classes for the entire week.

"I must record the video of my brother participating in the competition!!!!" Gu Zongnian clenched his fists, his eyes full of stars, "I won't miss a single frame!!!"

Kid, when you look serious, you really look like the guy with the film on his head on the overpass.

"It's like I have a stalker fan," Song Pingqing complained. "If there's any ugly expression, it will all become a black history in an instant."

"No, no, no, you look handsome no matter what you look like." Gu Zongnian said seriously, "I really spent a huge amount of money to buy an awesome camera! Professional grade!"

"Which model?" Wu Qiming became excited when this was mentioned.

"Ah... I haven't memorized it yet, come to my house and take a look!" Gu Zongnian cried, "I specially hired someone to come to my house and teach me today!"

Gu Zongnan likes moments like this the most. With the seven-day May Day holiday, he doesn’t have to go to school for half a month. He is so happy that he jumps while walking.

Like the little puppy jumping towards the meat bone.

The boring and tiring 5000-meter event was scheduled for the afternoon of the first day. The third and fourth grades were divided into a group, with 10 boys and girls.

As soon as Song Pingqing entered the waiting area, he felt two unfriendly gazes. He turned around and saw two unfamiliar faces.

What? Those people not only want to tamper with the equestrian competition, but also the 5,000-meter race?

Song Pingqing seemed to look away unintentionally, chose a spot against the wall and started doing warm-up exercises.

This position can prevent someone from doing something behind your back, while also allowing you to see clearly what other people are doing.

In order to avoid long periods of boring events, the five-kilometer long-distance race was held simultaneously for men and women.

Soon, after checking the number of people and their names, Song Pingqing heard a slightly strange sound of someone walking on the track. He lowered his eyes slightly and saw that the two boys were indeed wearing spiked shoes.

Considering the vague malice shown by the two men just now, Song Pingqing thought that the spiked shoes might not be accidental.

In her previous life, when my daughter came home from the school sports meet, I told her about someone wearing spiked shoes and scratched someone around him.

At that time, in order to find some topics to talk about with his daughter, Song Pingqing followed her words and asked her whether the situation was serious and how to deal with it.

I need to stay away from them both for a while.

When the starting gun sounded, Song Pingqing jumped out decisively.

There are only two ways to ensure that you don't get injured during the game. One is to surpass them by a large margin while avoiding nesting dolls and being attacked from the front and back.

The other is to prevent theft throughout the process.

Song Pingqing has a great sports gene in this life! He resolutely chooses the first option.

But you still have to be on guard when you can't widen the gap at the beginning of the game.

Song Pingqing ran steadily in the front few of the first echelon. While running, he carefully observed the situation around him. He noticed that the two boys were keeping up with his pace. Song Pingqing was not in a hurry and was focused on maintaining his position.

After defending for more than 200 meters, everyone in the first echelon was starting to feel a little tired.

Song Pingqing vaguely guessed: If one of these two people is not in good physical condition, he is likely to take action at this time and rush to complete the task of hurting himself earlier.

Thanks to Zhuang Han’s high-pressure training, Song Pingqing was not panicked at all and slightly increased his speed again.

In this way, Song Pingqing directly became the first in the first echelon, with a lead of half a meter.

As expected, one of the people behind her showed a frustrated look. He could only regretfully slow down by another two points.

The other man continued to hold on, trying to wait until Song Pingqing's physical strength could not keep up before taking action.

How could Song Pingqing give them this opportunity? He firmly acted as the leader and ran three kilometers until several runners at the end of the team had already given up the race, but Song Pingqing did not slow down.

"Big brother is still number one! My big brother is so handsome!" Gu Zongnian was filming a video in the stands, and he couldn't help but shouting excitedly: "Song Pingqing! Come on! Song Pingqing! Come on!"

Many classmates in the class also joined in the fun and shouted a few words.

Only Murong Xue sat in her seat in an elegant and nonchalant manner, watching Song Pingqing's game with a silver-white gold-wire telescope.

She didn't cheer for them to come, but she felt a little confused.

Song Pingqing is very interested in Sanda, so it is not surprising that she would try her best in Sanda competitions. But I have never heard that she is interested in running competitions, and logically speaking, she should not try so hard.

Murong Xue observed carefully and soon discovered that Song Pingqing seemed to be intentionally distancing himself from the person behind him.

Murong Xue temporarily put down the telescope and looked at Gu Zongnian. As if she was just curious, she asked Gu Zongnian and Wu Qiming who were adjusting the camera: "How is it? Is the picture clear?"

"Very clear." Wu Qiming replied, "This equipment is almost the same as the one in our company. It is very professional. It really cost a huge amount of money."

Murong Xue smiled and said, "Take good pictures. Let her see for herself after her competition is over."

"I guarantee to complete the task!" Gu Zongnan saluted in an exaggerated manner.

In a blink of an eye, the race had entered the last two laps, and the people in the first echelon behind Song Pingqing had already dispersed.

Song Pingqing still firmly maintains the first place.

The one who was holding on to the two-meter distance behind him and refusing to give up was exactly one of the two boys from before.

Seeing that the distance between them seemed to be getting wider, the boy gritted his teeth and suddenly quickened his pace.

"Ah! This guy is actually going to start sprinting at this moment!" Gu Zongnian shouted, "Brother is going to be overtaken!"

As soon as Gu Zongnan finished speaking, before Wu Qiming had time to agree, he saw on the small screen that the boy suddenly stretched out his hand towards Song Pingqing and was about to pull the corner of her clothes.

Wu Qiming let out a sharp roar: "What does he want to do!"

Murong Xue stood up suddenly and looked at the small screen in the camera.

Song Pingqing had been paying attention to the movements behind her. Although she couldn't hear the opponent's footsteps in such an intense moment, she did not press into the inner lane, but left about two-thirds of the width for observation.

So when she first caught a glimpse of the white shadow out of the corner of her eye, she quickened her pace, pretending to be sprinting.

The difference is that the other party is making a fake sprint, while she, Song Pingqing, is making a real sprint.

There are still one and a half laps to the finish line, so starting to sprint at this time is actually not too outrageous.

Seeing this, the shadow behind her could only grit her teeth and follow.

At this age, boys do not grow as fast as girls, and Song Pingqing is usually diligent in exercising, so no matter how hard the people behind her try, they can never get closer than two meters.

Until you cross the finish line.

After Song Pingqing crossed the finish line, she couldn't help but relax a little and slowly slowed down. When she looked up, she suddenly saw the referee in front of her with a nervous expression. She was speechless and just waved at her frantically, signaling her to get out of the way.