luck on thursday

"Of course I haven't learned anything about luck,"

Lin Qingyang took a step back cautiously, just in front of Louis, the housekeeper stroked his black hair reassuringly, and looked at Robin.However, the other party didn't even stand face to face with them, but just turned his face sideways, the messy hair on the back of his head was grabbed together and tied with a small rubber band.

He seemed to be looking at something in the distance, his eyes were full of dust and sand from the racecourse, and he didn't quarrel with them, and he said provocative words casually, as if completing a task routinely.

After a pause, Lin Qingyang continued: "Or, you will?"

The other party sneered, and approached the railing amidst the exclamation of the crowd, then jumped with his arms outstretched, and simply sat on the railing, no longer tilting his head, looking here from a half angle, he was not dressed formally at all, a jacket And jeans, it seems that I am dying to go to work somewhere, I just want to fall down and never open my eyes.

"What will I do? Gambling? You want to say this?"

Robin didn't care about Lin Qingyang's vigilance. After all, Robin's family and Fitz Manor had been enemies for a long time, and everyone knew the fact.

He was just tired of being compared with Louis by his father for so many years, but in the end, another strange young master appeared.

"No, what's the point of this... What I'm saying is simply, observe the state of the horses and the tacit understanding with the riders to predict their performance in the competition... Ah, the blank expression, I really don't know."

Suddenly, he regained his energy, as if thinking of something interesting, he turned his head with a smile: "Forget it, maybe you haven't even touched a horse before. So should you place a bet? Let's compete?"

From between the lines of his words, Lin Qingyang keenly sensed something about the past.He finally realized the intention of this Mr. Robin: the two sides fought from the father's generation to the son's generation. Robin was often compared with Louis in the past, but he couldn't compare, so now he wants to break through from his weak point.

As long as Fitzgerald wins, it doesn't matter who it is.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingyang calmed down instead, he smiled and spread his hands, relying on himself that there are two people standing behind Louis unscrupulously: "But I don't know how, why should I compare with you."

"Because I didn't want to fight, I was afraid." The other party also said calmly.

Lin Qingyang turned her head and pulled Louis's sleeve, and asked, "Louis, will you?"

The almighty Mr. Wilfried gave him an affirmative answer: "I will, sir, so don't be afraid."

"I've competed with Wilfred for so many years, what's the point of competing with him again?"

Robin's interest suddenly faded, and he looked back at the horse taking small steps again.

They flicked their tails and held the bit docilely in their mouths, and the rider stayed by their side, checking that the gear was complete and in place.A whistle sounded, and the referees took their positions.

The spectators were not as excited as other events, but turned off their mobile phones or muted them one after another, found a position with a better view, and waited for the start of the game.

"That's no better than this. It's fine if you haven't touched it before." He said dully, and jumped off the railing. Lin Qingyang watched him straighten his back with some puzzlement, and was about to return to the Moses Fenhai until he was surrounded.

Suddenly, he turned his head and his eyes lit up: "No betting, how about we ride a horse?"

"I know you won't, so I'll give you some time to learn."

Lin Qingyang originally planned to follow Louis to an open place to watch the game, but was taken aback by his sudden invitation, frowned in doubt, a referee raised his hand in the distance, and the crowd booed that they hadn't watched enough, Reluctantly, he returned to his seat.

"How do you compare?" Ask the situation first.

"It's up to you," that Mr. Robin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and the accompanying people rushed over from behind and lit him.He held the cigarette in one hand, frowned uncomfortably, and slowly exhaled a little smoke, "Compare the speed."

"A total of three days. During the three days, as long as you run faster than me in a flat race, you will win. How about it?"

"...Three days?!" Lin Qingyang said in surprise, riding a horse is not something that can be practiced casually. Although working on flat ground is one of the easiest things, it is not something that someone who has never been in contact with can do. Completed.

And Robin bit his cigarette butt, squinted his eyes and looked over: "Yes, three days. But don't worry, I seldom get on a horse myself, and I won't be much better than you."

He and Lin Qingyang looked at each other for a brief moment, then turned their heads and sneered again, turned their backs and waved their hands: "I'd better continue the derby with Waverly, the young master of Fitzgerald's family is still so young, it's not suitable."

"you……"

"Decided to contact me again."

After saying that, he strode up the steps with big strides, sat down obliquely, crossed his legs, and the smoke blurred his eyes.

Lin Qingyang took a deep breath, just about to call him to stop, but stopped suddenly.He is still not very clear about the relationship between Robin and Fitzgerald, and he doesn't know the meaning of winning or losing.

He looked back at Louis, who was watching him tenderly with his head down.

"The young master wants to agree, just go ahead and say it," he said slowly, "it's not very difficult, three days is enough for me to teach the young master how to ride a horse."

"Is it okay?" Lin Qingyang's eyes lit up, and there was also an obvious smile.

"of course."

So under everyone's attention, Master Fitzgerald stopped Robin who had already turned and left.

His demeanor was almost proud, obviously he had never been in contact with a single star, but he still had inexplicable confidence.He trusts the people behind him, and also trusts his own ability, so Lin Qingyang said loudly: "That's fine, I accept."

The other party turned around abruptly and put down the cigarette in his hand.

"Byron Robin."

"Joe Fitzgerald."

The referee raised his hand, and the horse race officially began. The riders covered their horses, wore racing uniforms of different colors, and helmets, with a tense posture. They galloped from a section of the track, and the raised sand was crushed down, so it doesn't look very obvious.

The riders pursue the unity of man and horse, and rush to the finish line with the most natural posture and the fastest speed!

The spectators leaned forward one after another, watching the game without blinking. Some spectators even pulled out their mobile phones excitedly to take pictures, and almost pressed down the flash with their fingers!

However, Lin Qingyang didn't enjoy watching it very much, even if he agreed, he was still a little uncertain in his heart.

He was still in a daze watching the racehorses rushing to the finish line one by one. He leaned towards Louis a little bit, and wanted to have a private conversation with his housekeeper, but he almost squeezed on Louis: "However, what we want to learn is not ordinary running, but running. It's a match with Robin—”

Louis' attention was always on the young master. Seeing that he was still a little uneasy, he couldn't help laughing, and adjusted his posture so that Lin Qingyang could lean on it comfortably, so as not to hit the hard edge of the seat.

"He has never competed with me in horse racing, except for betting," he thought for a while, and said, "He himself said that he didn't learn much, so what he said should be true. This person is quite honest, and he is more honest than him." You can listen to what your father says."

"His father?"

"He's a cunning old fox. He can hear one sentence out of ten. Even if he signs a contract, we must prevent him from breaking the contract halfway. Yes, breaking the contract regardless of the cost."

"I've never heard Louis say that about others. It seems that it's really not good."

"So young master, remember to stay away from him."

Lin Qingyang raised her face with a smile, and drew her tone: "Of course, I will, so far away from the diagonal line."

"Diagonal lines are not good either." Louis squeezed the back of Lin Qingyang's neck, his young master shrank his neck with his cold fingers pinched by the wind, and then angrily straightened his upper body from the seat to pinch Louis's. neck.

"...a rectangle is just that little distance away!"

"Then go outside the rectangle."

"Louis, I'm going to turn my back on you."

"Oh, well, what else can I say, young master, maybe I really ask too much."

"...I really want to turn my face!!!"

On the way back, Lin Qingyang stepped into the car, and Louis smiled and wanted to come in from the back seat to chat with his young master—of course, it is best to have a little contact, so that the little prince can rely on him and form a habit earlier What.

However, the plan is good, but it cannot keep up with the changes.

Lin Qingyang poked into the car calmly, and before Louis came in, he backhanded hard, and the car door was closed, shutting out Mr. Wilfred, who had an innocent look on his face.

He raised his chin and signaled, "You can sit in the front, Louis."

The butler with gray-green pupils circled around silently and entered the car through the rear door on the other side.

Lin Qingyang: "..."

He half-kneeled on the soft cushion of the back seat of the car, and the driver in the front knew what was going on with the two behind him without even looking at the rearview mirror. He sighed silently for a while, and turned the key. The young master in the back seat has already competed with his housekeeper.

"Why are you pinching my neck, Louis."

Lin Qingyang lay lazily halfway on Louis' body. The hamster above her head, who only knew how to plan wood chips, had already calmed down. She kicked her hind legs and huddled herself in a warm and safe nest. My young master's waist is in a good mood.

"It's not fair, Louie. You have to be fair. You've always been doing this. It's my turn."

The little prince bluffed and waved his hand, intending to pinch his neck, Louis couldn't help smiling, his gray-green pupils seemed to reflect the reflections that flashed past the car window one after another, as if he was the only one.

Mr. Butler sighed a long time, lowered his eyes slightly, and leaned obediently, as if there was no threat, he was really as docile as on the surface, but half of his line of sight was blocked from Lin Qingyang's side face to his neck, as if he was thinking about something .

Lin Qingyang adjusted her posture comfortably, yawned, and threatened: "I really pinched."

"it is good."

Lin Qingyang just wanted to play a joke on his housekeeper, so he really stretched out his hand, just touching it casually.

However, the moment his hand was stretched out, the driver gripped the steering wheel tightly and just crossed an uneven hurdle on the road.

The whole car was bouncing up and down, and Lin Qingyang lost his balance. Subconsciously, his fingers reached forward, crossed Louis' jaw, and touched the butler's Adam's apple.

As if being touched by a furry hamster on his shoulder, it was like a slight scratch.

Mr. Wilfried looked sideways at him, his gray-green eyes half-closed, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled quietly.

"Master?"

Lin Qingyang: "..."

Withdrawing his hand in an instant, he turned around silently.

……Oh, God!Feel sorry!He really didn't mean to! ! !

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