luck on thursday

Even if a discerning person only looks at the state of the two sacks, they can tell who is lighter and who is heavier—the difference is too obvious.

Robin murmured: "Impossible...have you been in contact with hunting before? Or are most of them hunted down by Wilfred..."

He stopped in the middle of his words. The young master of the Fitzgerald family has just returned to Fitz Manor for a few days. Everyone knows about this, so naturally he has never been exposed to hunting, so most of the work must be Finished by Louie, who is basically talking nonsense now.

However, even if Louis Wilfred had extremely high accuracy, not missing a single bullet, it is unlikely that he would encounter so many prey in a total day!

If it wasn't for the favor of Goddess of Luck...

"...you cheated?!" Robin gritted his teeth and made a sound from his throat, "I won't admit such a failure."

Lin Qingyang looked at him in surprise and sighed.

"You're telling me, how can I cheat?" He spread his hands, his face innocent, "Could it be that you asked someone to bring a bag up from the bottom of the mountain?"

Robin blurted out: "You can take..."

Lin Qingyang raised his eyebrows, and Robin realized that he was about to say something he couldn't say, so he immediately stopped talking and turned his head away with an ugly expression.

Driven away by Robin's eyes, the crowd dispersed, waving their hands to fan themselves, and leaning over their heads to see the prey their partners had shot.Alva put his hands in his pockets, the hood of his casual clothes was blown into a funny arc, and he clicked his tongue: "Joe, you look like a poor young master who was bullied by a bully."

Lin Qingyang smiled: "Thank you, sir, it seems that my image in your heart is quite righteous."

At this time, the final result of the weighing department came out. Lin Qingyang got twice as much prey as Robin. With a smile on his face, Louis lifted the sack and put it on the open space. After that, it will be mailed to the manor of the young masters by special courier.

The housekeeper smiled and gestured to the bag of prey: "In this way, after the young master returns home, he will have to eat game for a long time."

Lin Qingyang smiled and said: "Anyway, it's meat, so it shouldn't be unpalatable... I believe in the skills of the cooks in the manor."

"but,"

He deliberately paused, "I think the rabbit was delicious last night."

Louis was stunned, and smiled silently: "Serve the young master at any time."

There was finally the sound of footsteps moving on the other side, and Robin walked to his sack and punched it.The sack made a dull sound, and the crowd around him fell silent instantly as if they had been punched.

The accompanying person grabbed him and tried to persuade him in a low voice: "Master, don't be angry."

"I didn't sleep for a few hours last night, and I walked from the east to the west with a gun in my hand." Robin's slightly long hair on both sides of his cheeks fell down, covering most of his expression, and he lowered his voice almost roaring, "It turned out to be no match for the sleeping Fitzgerald...I really..."

He seemed to be about to swear, but he was held back, trying to maintain his reserve as a young master.

After finally waiting for him to regain his composure, a person on his right began to complain unhappily.

"Master, you should do as I said."

He chattered endlessly: "We shouldn't insist on a fair game at all. There is no fairness in this kind of thing... You should bring the medicine in in advance, and then—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was punched hard by the angry Robin, his nose was bruised, his face was swollen and his eyes were covered with gold, he staggered, sat down on the ground and wailed!

Robin didn't lower his volume this time, and said loudly: "Do you think you were sent by my father, so I should listen to you?!"

"Even if I lose, I will fail clearly! Put away your dirty methods!"

"roll!"

he growled!

This time the crowd really had no voice, and secretly conveyed their inner thoughts with their eyes, feeling that they had discovered some secrets of the Robin family.And more people stayed away, looking at this side as if they were watching a joke.The person in charge didn't care about the disputes between the young masters, and left with a sack in his hands, frowning, and asked them to settle the final payment with a downtown accent.

As if the crowd came alive, there was a sound again, and they turned their heads away as if nothing had happened. Robin was still unrepentant, kicked him again, and wiped his eyes with his sleeves.

He suddenly sat down on the ground, and said sullenly: "You defeated me by luck, this is not real strength."

"Then I will beat you sooner or later."

His voice is not loud, maybe he lost his temper just now, and now he is even a little tired, his eyes no longer look at him, but silently move away, looking at the small tree shaken by the wind in the distant sky.

Lin Qingyang was chatting with Louis, happily talking about how to cook the food more deliciously after they returned to the manor, suddenly heard Robin talking, thought it was his hallucination, turned back to look at Robin, saw him He turned his head all the way to react.

"So, do you want me to confront you head-on before admitting defeat?"

Apologetically, he shook Louis' sleeves silently, walked up to Robin, tapped his heels on the ground, attracted his attention, and said with a frown, "Robin, I'm eight years younger than you." —Of course age is not an excuse for failure. Even if you have eight years more experience than me, I still have something to beat you head-on."

Like the secret to surviving a week in outrageously poor conditions.

Robin turned to look at him, smiled indifferently, patted his pants and stood up: "Say."

"Tennis, let's compete in tennis." Lin Qingyang raised his chin and said with a smile, "Such an easy and approachable activity, I believe young master, of course you will play it."

Of course I can play tennis. Tennis is a very traditional national sport in China. No matter what social class you are in, people have more or less tennis tricks, not to mention a young master like Robin who has been specially refined. He is full of proficiency.

In this regard, the competition is indeed a very reasonable head-to-head confrontation.

Robin was stunned for a rare moment, and opened his mouth to taunt first: "Are you sure? Look at your little arms and legs, don't even hit the net with a ball."

Lin Qingyang also mocked him: "I'm sure I'm fine, it's up to you...don't run faster than me, you can't even touch the ball."

The other party suddenly took two steps forward, suppressed his voice in his throat, and the words that came out basically turned into a hoarse hiss: "Do you think I can't compare to you?"

Just as Lin Qingyang was about to glance at him and continue to taunt, his eyes darkened. Louis stood lazily in front of him and said, "Mr. Robin, please stay away from my young master."

It seemed that even the wind stopped along with it, Robin nodded slowly: "Okay, it's better than this."

The venue of the match was set in a well-known club in Rosaburg. Lin Qingyang changed her clothes, came out of the locker room, and waved the tennis racket nostalgicly. Louis was waiting for him at the door, seeing that he was only wearing a A loose coat and trousers that did not reach the knees, he frowned and asked, "Master, is it cold?"

Lin Qingyang stomped her feet, took the tennis ball from his hand, and slapped the racket on the ground twice: "It's okay? It won't be cold after exercising in a while."

They walked out of the locker room side by side and walked towards the court.

Ever since Lin Qingyang lived in Fitz Manor, Louis had never seen him play tennis, so he asked with some doubts: "Master... are you good at tennis?" Have you practiced before?

Naturally, Lin Qingyang would not tell him the details, but just nodded with a smile and changed the topic in a different direction.

"In the past, tennis was the most important sport in our school, and I often played against senior seniors. So even if Robin is a few years older than me, I will not be afraid of him."

The things he didn't say were quietly hidden in his heart.

In order to earn tuition fees for a certain year, he worked part-time as a caddy for a club. He not only picked up balls for the guests who came to play every day, but also sometimes acted as a training partner to feed the balls.

The boss saw that Lin Qingyang was good-looking, so he hired him to do three times the work with double the salary; the guests also liked that the opposite was a pleasing and good-looking boy, so he was really busy during his part-time job .

He stepped on every corner of the court, seeing off the last guest and bringing the next one, playing from day to night, exhausted, abruptly improving his skills which he could only say he could barely play to a higher level.

Although now when he recalls it, he always feels that those days when no one was paralyzed on the lawn to breathe heavily were one of the few times in the past when he was very happy even at work.

That part-time job can be regarded as the longest part-time job he has ever had, so Lin Qingyang felt that even if he hadn't touched tennis for a while, his body would not forget that feeling.

Besides, he really likes the sport.

"Just wait, I will defeat him head-on."

He gripped the racket tightly and stood on the ground of the court. On the opposite side of the net was Robin who was ready. The opponent was also dressed lightly. He waved the racket in his hand like a showmanship, and slammed it down from the top of the sky. , Exhaled a piece of wind.

There is no official referee, and it is not a formal game. The people accompanying Robin squatted in the corner of the field with nothing to do. The jacket he was wearing fell to the ground unknowingly, and he said in shock that he didn't bother to pick it up.

Wilfred stood not far away, silently watching Lin Qingyang in the arena.

He never imagined that Lin Qingyang would look like this when running, with his center of gravity lowered, like a young, just-adult, cheetah with extreme explosive power, and the moment it hit the ground, he could bounce up quickly, with strength in his waist. The arm rotated, the eyebrows were frowned and the teeth were gritted, and he swung the racket hard to hit the ball back.

The corners of the clothes were flying, and the soft black hair was blown into a messy and arrogant hairstyle in the wind.

He was really not afraid of the power gap between Robin and him at all, he bowed his waist slightly, and could see his arms trembling slightly every time a tennis ball passed the net, but he seemed very happy——playing such a hearty game In a game, Robin was able to gain the upper hand at the beginning, but he didn't expect the opponent to play hotter and hotter. Several times the ball had landed on the sideline of the other half, and he could make a sliding step like a ghost to save the ball .

Finally, the tennis ball landed, and Gollum rolled off the court.

Robin panted heavily, and stared at Lin Qingyang without blinking, as if re-acquainting his opponent.

Lin Qingyang didn't sit down directly, but supported his body with all his strength. The sweat on his face kept dripping down into his collar and disappeared. His throat, trachea, and lungs seemed to have been severely destroyed. I can't feel the existence, and there seems to be a hint of rust in my throat, oozing from the depths.But he was laughing, very happy and carefree.

The young master of the Fitzgerald family straightened his body and back, and Louis stood not far from him, listening to his little prince raise his racket and proudly announce to Robin:

"Now, I have truly won you over."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-1220:28:00~2019-12-1320:33:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 doll;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Luo Mian; 1 bottle of Zhuang Moyu;

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