Xu Qingqing is not stupid.

At least not stupid.

She just didn't want to admit her failures, she didn't want to be forgotten, she didn't want to be overwhelmed by the rising stars.

But these are unwilling, and they are so powerless in the face of the wind.

So when her agent reminded her that the director would definitely choose Fengyin, she was angry and powerless, and after being powerless, she wanted to mess up.

Xu Qingqing put down the bow and arrow in his hand and staggered past with the wind.

"Don't disgrace our Huaxia face."

Xu Qingqing muttered in a low voice, and only the little assistant next to him heard it.

Under the gaze of everyone, Feng Yin bent down, stroked the neck of the horse twice with one hand, and seemed to say something whispered, the horse neighed, the front hooves stood in mid-air, Feng Yin tightened the horse's back, the sun-like smile bloomed, and the horsewhip flicked in the void.

"Driving ———"

The little assistant's eyes are frightened, what is this development?

Isn't it to go back to China to suppress the wind and groan? Where does this satisfied expression come from now?

It's different, it's really different.

The same horseback riding, but the state is different.

Why is that?

Horseback riding is not in turns, but one person and one horse, and as for the difficulty of riding, you can control it yourself.

There is no doubt that Feng Yin has the best results, in exchange for everyone's applause.

The wind on horseback groaned, her back straight, relaxed, as if she and the people on horseback.

It's a state that people who can only ride a horse can't achieve.

Pull away with ease, full strings.

A man and a horse seem to be integrated, chic and comfortable in heaven and earth.

Well?

Feng Yin glanced at Xu Qingqing in surprise.

In less than a second, the applause was frightened back by the scene in front of him.

Xu Qingqing had an expectation in his heart that Feng Yin couldn't ride a horse, and he couldn't ride a horse.

Feng Yin is suspicious but not careful, she loves what she wants, she has strength, who is she afraid of.

It's a pity that God didn't respond to her expectations, and the wind roared on the horse.

The little assistant just thinks that the world is too crazy, hoping that the other party will die one second, and happy for the other party the next second?

Your circle is too difficult to mix, and he wants to go home and sell sweet potatoes.

Hold the reins with one hand and turn over on the horse without any additional assistance.

The sound of hitting the target of the red heart, the tail of the arrow buzzed, and it seemed that the effort to move forward without giving up.

When the little assistant saw Xu Qingqing glaring at the wind again, the little assistant only felt that the brain center was burned.

When Xu Qingqing saw Feng Yin running, the unhappiness in his heart didn't seem to be so unhappy.

With a thud, the arrow galloped away.

horseback riding, she has learned, and there is no shortage of costume dramas.

"It's okay, no shame."

Walked to the table where the bow and arrows were placed, picked it up with one hand, weighed it, and knew what to expect.

Just as everyone was about to applaud, the arrow rushed past the target.

Everyone tried their best to show their riding skills, and after a little run, everyone was almost the same, only Feng Yin kept feeding the horses.

Immediately after the third item, horseback riding.

The six people present could ride horses, even if Xu Qingqing, who was a little resigned, instantly stood up again, she felt that she could do it again.

With a long shout, the black steed began to run.

The wind is galloping, and it is wanton.

What do you mean? Really give up or fake surrender.

This girl who has become popular quickly is really capable.

I don't know why, looking at the wind moaning on horseback, Xu Qingqing's obsession with his age suddenly let go.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with aging gracefully, right?