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Some horses fell into the mud and couldn't get up again, some horses stayed in front of the railing and refused to cross, and some were entangled in the rope net on the ground, and the people on horseback They also rolled down together.

In the end, two horses, one black and one white, remained on the field.

And the people on the two horses are Daniel and Zhao Lang.

"Come on, Daniel, beat him to the ground!"

"Come on Daniel, trample him down hard with your horse."

"Hold on to Daniel, the number one will be yours immediately!"

The people around couldn't help but cheered for Daniel.

After all, Daniel was born in an earl's family, and this Zhao Lang is just a mediocre Chinese, and he is not worthy to be compared with him at all.

The cheers around him made Daniel's blood spurt, he pedaled harder and harder, and his eyes were full of the red rope that symbolized victory.

He must be number one!

Be sure to vent your anger in front of this Zhao Lang!
But because of his excessive manipulation, the horse under him began to lose control. Not only did it stop in place suddenly and neigh, it even spun around anxiously.

Seeing this, Daniel became even more angry, and hurriedly kicked the horse under him with the spur on his heel.

"Stinky bastard, run away, what are you doing stopping?!"

The horse, which was already on the verge of rage, was so stimulated this time, it raised its front hooves directly, threw Daniel off the back of the horse, and ran wildly on the field.

The person in charge hurriedly ordered people to stop the runaway horse, but they were all knocked away by it.

All kinds of screams came from the originally empty lawn, and the students who were watching the fun also dispersed and ran for their lives.

Seeing that the frenzied white horse was about to step on a girl who accidentally fell down, Zhao Lang grabbed the reins, turned around and rushed towards the white horse.

Then he jumped into the air with the help of the horse's back, jumped onto the white horse and grabbed its rein tightly.

At the critical moment, the white horse neighed and was forced to turn around, and Zhao Lang quickly leaned on the horse's back to calm him down.

The furious horse gradually calmed down, and the people around hurried forward to check the girl's injuries, and without exception, they all applauded Zhao Lang.

"Zhao Lang is so handsome, his horsemanship is so good!"

"Did he fly just now? It is said that Chinese people know kung fu, but now it seems that it is not a lie."

"Oh my god, he's so good, he tamed the horse just like that, he's the one who got the most out of this class!"

"It's so handsome, I seem to have seen a god just now! Isn't he much better than that Daniel?!"

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Hearing these words, Daniel got up from the ground angrily.

"No, I don't accept it!" He squeezed his fists and said, "I was the first runner just now. If this horse didn't lose control suddenly, I would be the first. The teacher said that only the first runner-up One can get this ten!"

"Really?" Zhao Lang said lightly, "Do you really think your horsemanship is better than mine?"

"Of course." Daniel snorted coldly, "I'm afraid you have never seen a horse in your life, you lowly Chinese. How could you be better at equestrian skills than me?"

Zhao Lang's eyes darkened, and then he kicked the horse lightly, and then steered the white horse to run on the field.

He bent down and took down the bow and arrow hanging on the side railing, nocking the arrow and pulling the string, all in one go.

With a sound of "whoosh," the sharp point of the arrow pierced through the sunlight, crossed Daniel's hair, and nailed straight to the stake behind him.

There was even a fly nailed to the tip.

While Zhao Lang was doing this, he even crossed a quagmire and railings with great difficulty.

The vigorous and fierce figure stunned the people around him.

The person in charge looked at Zhao Lang in surprise and surprise, "Your horsemanship is so good, have you practiced it before?!"

Zhao Lang got off the horse, put away the bow and arrow, and bowed politely to the teacher.

"This is riding and archery that has been passed down for thousands of years in our country of China. It is one of the six arts. Since ancient times, all the disciples of the high school are proficient in the six arts. I only know a little bit."

The person in charge applauded appreciatively, "How can this be a little understanding? Your equestrian skills are already very good, and you don't need to waste time on classes anymore. Don't worry, I will definitely give you ten points for this class!"

Zhao Lang first expressed his gratitude to the old red-haired professor, and then looked at Daniel, who had been paralyzed to the ground from fright.

"However, the most outstanding part of Huaguo culture is not the art of the six arts, but the etiquette and morality flowing in the blood. We will not compete with others maliciously, nor will we use any means to achieve our goals. I think this is also the case of St. Ambis. The true meaning of the school motto."

Daniel's face became even paler.

It was as if the arrow had shot not into the stake, but into his head.

Terrible, this man is terrible.

He really felt the sound of the sharp arrow tearing the air above his head just now, and the tip of the arrow didn't go into the stake!
How much effort did he use?
Or the direction to aim when riding a horse!

In case his hand shakes a little bit, or he just moved a little bit.
What is the background of this Chinese man? !

At the end of a class, Zhao Lang seemed to have become a celebrity in St. Ambis College.

The story about him riding a horse to save a classmate and show off his shooting skills spread directly to every corner.

The hospital finally decided to add another ten points to him as a reward for his brave deeds.

When the professor in charge found him, Zhao Lang was sitting on the porch reading a book.

The deputy dean walked over with narrowed eyes, looking at this young man with unlimited potential.

"Zhao Lang, your points have reached 50 points now. According to the regulations of St. Bees College, anyone who has reached 50 points before the mid-term can make a request to Fang. Do you have any demands? As long as you are in our We will do our best to help you within the scope of our ability.”

Zhao Lang raised his head and thought for a while.

"The dean, can you give me back my mobile phone? I want to make a call."

associate dean:?

"Is it just a phone call? You don't want to think about it anymore. This opportunity is very precious. Many people can't get it. Are you sure you don't want to change it for something else?"

"I'm sure I won't change it." Zhao Lang said with a smile, "I just want to make a phone call."

...

Jiang Li was already going to bed when he received the call.

As soon as she put the book in the bookcase with her front foot, the mobile phone on the table with her back foot suddenly rang.

It is a very strange number.

Jiang Li wanted to hang up, but for some unknown reason, he got connected by accident.

A clear male voice sounded from the receiver——

"Hello? Guess who I am?"