Song Shuyun is not in a hurry, among the three tasks, the most difficult is Feng Yao's task, after all, Feng Yao is a person who doesn't care much about the means in order to achieve the goal.

As long as she still plays Zhou Jiao, it is inevitable that the two will meet.

Therefore, Song Shuyun had already begun to prepare, and within a reasonable range, she changed many of Zhou Jiao's habits.

For example, the academy competition held every year in Shaoyuan Academy, Zhou Jiao never went before, but Song Shuyun is now ready to participate with a few classmates.

The women's school she studied was near Shaoyuan Academy, and the most famous female gentleman in the women's school was the wife of the current head of Shaoyuan Academy.

The surname is Qiu, the name is Yueli, the word is clear and harmonious, everyone calls her Mr. Qiu.

She is over 50 years old, with an outstanding temperament, always with a faint smile, dignified and elegant manners, and her lectures are always simple to understand, and she has unique insights into learning and dealing with people.

This made her the idol of many girls in the women's school, and even many students admired her.

However, Song Shuyun is not included in these fans.

Song Shuyun always tries to avoid her, every time she can't avoid her, her heart trembles, and she unconsciously wants to take everyone's beautiful style, and she doesn't dare to take it lightly.

Because the two daughters of the Zheng family were once her protégés, she was inevitably a little harsh on Song Shuyun.

Zheng Yunniang said that this was for Song Shuyun's good, but Song Shuyun always felt that Mr. Qiu just couldn't see that the two proud protégés were ruined in the hands of Zhou Lang, a bastard, so he was so hostile to her!

If it weren't for dealing with her, the little stock in Song Shuyun's stomach wouldn't have been taken out so quickly.

Every year in late spring and early summer, Shaoyuan Academy will have a big competition, one is to show the knowledge of the students of the college, and the other is to attract more students to come.

Thanks to Mr. Qiu's blessing, the female student naturally has a quota, not only for visiting, but also for competition.

Every year, there are also one or two championships, which are won by women.

This is also to gild the female school and those women who want to climb up.

Song Shuyun knows what level she is, and everything in poetry and song is in vain, but as the daughter of the two girls of the Zheng family, she either doesn't go at all, or she must participate in one or two things.

Song Shuyun pondered for two days, discussed with Zheng Yunniang, and finally decided to choose the rhythm.

It's a side walk.

She has no talent for guqin and zither or something, and she barely learns it, and it is difficult to become elegant.

But she plays the ocarina very well, and she also has a few very good tunes, in addition to the hottest sky city of the year, and her favorite Liang Zhuhua butterfly.

Since she has chosen the rhythm, the song Song Shuyun chose must be a butterfly.

But turning into a butterfly is too difficult for her, and she doesn't have to think about it to get a ranking or something, she can only rely on the song itself to be in the limelight.

Zheng Yunniang has always taken a supportive and supervising attitude towards Song Shuyun's ideas.

In order not to embarrass Zhou Jiao, Song Shuyun also used a rare twelve-point caution.

Seeing that Dabi was approaching, Song Shuyun became more and more nervous.

She even doubted whether her move was right or wrong, and whether she would collapse Zhou Jiao's person too much!

The streamer is very helpless, what can be done right or wrong!

You've got your name covered!

Zheng Yunniang also seemed to feel Song Shuyun's nervousness, the two have been together for six years and know each other very well.

She pondered and thought that it would be better to go out and relax than to be locked up at home and practice blindly at this time!

Song Shuyun is also unwilling to immerse herself in self-denial.

The two hit it off!

Finally decided to go horseback riding!

The sport of horseback riding is not in Zhou Jiao's skill column, which Song Shuyun opened for her.

I have to say that Song Shuyun is much more talented in horseback riding than playing the piano!

The Zhou family has a horse farm, which was purchased when Zhou Lang was not married, and now it is cheap Song Shuyun.

Otherwise, even if Zheng Yunniang wants to support her, it is not so easy to do it with a lot of eyes staring.

Zheng Yunniang set a date casually, and Song Shuyun did not object, she asked for leave from the women's school, and the matter was settled.

When the day came, Song Shuyun prepared her riding clothes early in the morning, wore riding boots, combed a heroic braid, and only wore a crown with her hair tied up, and got into the carriage.

Zheng Yunniang is similar to her, but her hair is still very neat and fixed with a golden hairpin wrapped around branches.

The carriage was relatively large, and could seat six people, and the maid and the maid also sat in the same carriage, and several people sat down, and the coachman drove the carriage out of the door.

Early in the morning, the peddlers and pawns in the surrounding area had already begun to shout in the streets and alleys.

In this era, there was no activity at night, and the common people went to bed early and woke up early.

Song Shuyun has seen it many times, but she still feels strange, and she always lies on the car window and is trained by Zheng Yunniang.

The carriage left the city with a few people laughing.

The Zhou family's horse farm is not far from here, and the carriage runs for half an hour.

The steward of the racecourse got the letter early, and waited at the door to greet him, and the coachman showed his waist card, and the carriage drove all the way into the racecourse.

The maid who was sitting at the door of the carriage was the first to get out of the car, and helped Song Shuyun and Zheng Yunniang down.

The person in charge was no longer surprised by this meeting, nodded and asked Zheng Yunniang and Song Shuyun to say goodbye, and then retreated with a very good look.

Song Shuyun, who had been holding in the house for several days, took a rare breath of free air, and before she had drunk two sips of water, she was looking for a place to change her clothes.

Zheng Yunniang did not stop her, and asked the servant woman of the horse farm to take her over, while she directed the erection of a shed to shade the sun on the periphery of the field.

After a while, Song Shuyun changed her clothes and ran towards Zheng Yunniang.

She was wearing a jujube red riding suit today, which was obviously an old-fashioned color, but she wore a bit of a lively taste.

Needless to say, Zhou Jiao's appearance is needless to say, although she is only thirteen years old, she has fair skin, misty apricot eyes, a tall nose, and a smile that sees her beauty.

Song Shuyun has changed a lot imperceptibly over the years, although she is not as charming and moving as Zhou Jiao, but she has a more calm atmosphere on Zheng Yunniang.

When the two stood together, they were seventy percent similar.

Zheng Yunniang looked at the girl who was running towards her from afar, and a sense of pride arose.

Song Shuyun was very fast, and after a while, he was close to the front.

Zheng Yunniang gave her a roll of her eyes and stretched out her hand to poke her head.

"You, you, look at it, how can you still have a beautiful girl, how can you marry someone in the future!"

Song Shuyun also knew that she had a gaffe just now, so she hurriedly coquettished Zheng Yunniang.

"Mother joked about her daughter again, who to marry, who in this world can have a mother, you treat me better, my daughter will not marry anyone, just guard your mother's ......"

Zheng Yunniang was very cool by her sycophants, and scolded her for what nonsense she said.

Song Shuyun didn't care either, her big head stabbed into Zheng Yunniang's arms one by one, and she couldn't help it.

The two of them were laughing and laughing here, when suddenly there was a commotion in the direction they came.