Still not convinced?
Just wait and see, having only talent might lead to obscurity, having only popularity might not earn the audience’s and mainstream dia’s recognition, but having both popularity and talent is truly terrifying.
The era belonging to Ye Xian has arrived.
"The beautiful Quan City has another na - a natural horse pasture. Here, many fine breed horses from around the world and even descendants of ancient war horses are raised. They are tall and mighty, famous worldwide. Today, since we’ve co here, we certainly can’t miss their speed and charm, so the last ga of the first round today is horse racing!"
"Horse racing? This is interesting. I like it!"
Cary was thrilled to hear about horse racing, while Ye Xian also breathed a slight sigh of relief. The streak of bad luck finally left her; this last ga is one she actually knows.
But she still has to thank the Werewolf greatly for this.
Liang Liang: "Ye Xian, do you know how to ride a horse?"
Ye Xian nodded.
Seeing her not speak, Cary was a bit skeptical, "Really? This is a dangerous activity. If you don’t know how, don’t pretend to be brave, or else you might fall off and make a fool of yourself!"
Ye Xian chuckled at him, "Blessing bounces back, a teacher produces outstanding students, you don’t need to worry about my skills."
A teacher?
Cary was just about to ask who her teacher was when Jiang Wanze said, "Ye Xian can ride a horse, and she rides very well."
Cary: "How do you know? Don’t tell you taught her?"
Lin Yan: "He rode in a show before."
Cary: "..." Not happy, they’ve all acted with Ye Xian.
"Ye Xian, have you decided on your next show?"
"Not yet."
"Then co act in a show with . Although I have more experience than you, I definitely won’t bully you; we’ll be on equal terms."
"..." Ye Xian raised her eyebrows, "Uh, forget it. So awards are enough to win just once."
"Hey, the show hasn’t even started yet, and you’re already thinking about awards, isn’t that a bit..."
Cary laughed happily, suddenly feeling sothing was off. Ye Xian...hasn’t she only won one award?
Rotten Sour Plum Award?!
"Dog Ye! Stand there! Where are you running to!"
The program crew organized the staff and six guests to head towards the most prestigious aristocratic racecourse in Quan City.
In front of the Saint Fei Racecourse, a uniquely styled and cool blue off-road Humr rushed in with a roar. As it braked, the engine made a huge roaring noise, and the dazzling lights flashed twice, as if greeting soone, before slowly dimming.
From a two-ter-high cabin, a dark long boot stepped out, tightly wrapped in straight work pants. Above was a brown long trench coat, the hem lightly lifted by the breeze.
The man got out of the car, reached up to lift the brim of his hat, revealing a handso and striking face with sharp eyebrows and a chiseled jaw, unforgettable at first sight.
Stable Owner Xu Zhaokang had been waiting at the door for a long ti. Seeing him now, a smile naturally spread across his face.
Not seeing him for a few years, the training has left clear marks on him, making him appear more mature and steady, his aura composed, but the determination and resilience in his eyes haven’t diminished a bit.
"Uncle Xu, long ti no see."
The young man took off his hat, Xu Zhaokang laughed happily, "You kid, it’s been years, and you’re getting more and more handso, far surpassing your father’s charm back then."
"Thank you, Uncle Xu. My father asked to greet you, how is your health recently?"
"I’m in good shape, spending all day here running with the horses. As for your father, he’s not even middle-aged and already enjoying a leisurely life. He doesn’t co out to exercise much; be careful of getting weak bones..."
"But having a son like you is really lucky, not only inheriting his excellent skills and charm back then but also surpassing him. If I had a son like you, I would be carefree as well."
"Uncle Xu, you’re flattering ."
"Don’t be modest. Over the years, your achievents abroad and in the family business have not escaped my ears. Like father, like son!"
Xu Zhaokang chatted with him casually for a while, then waved over a young horse trainer inside the stable.
"Xiao Na, lead out the horses from stable 8, we have guests who want to see them."
Xiao Na turned her face this way, and seeing the man beside the stable owner, she was montarily slow to react, "...Okay."
"Thank you."
The man nodded slightly at her, and Xiao Na’s face imdiately turned red.
For won who have worked at the stables for a long ti, their taste in n also gradually resembles horses — strong, bold, and unrestrained. The man in front of her, with his bronzed skin and sturdy build, is the epito of a tough guy, hard not to make a young girl’s heart flutter.
Seeing Xiao Na’s flushed face, Xu Zhaokang couldn’t help but proudly say, "My nephew has grown up, his charm cannot be hidden at all. So, have you got a girlfriend after being abroad for so many years?"
"Not yet for now."
"Almost 25 and still no girlfriend?" Xu Zhaokang was slightly surprised, suddenly recalling sothing, "Master Yuan isn’t still thinking about that childhood engagent, is he?"
The Lu Family has inherited ancient martial arts for generations, not only passing on the profound martial arts skills of China but also upholding the old virtues of keeping one’s word.
Agreents that have been made are certainly not to be broken, especially those already announced among friends and family.
The young man nodded and didn’t say much more.
Although Xu Zhaokang internally disagreed with this old-fashioned idea of arranged marriages, the Lu’s is a prestigious noble family, and the ancient martial arts sect is highly revered. He had no right to interfere, nor was it appropriate, so he changed the subject.
"I know you love horses, so at the beginning of the year, I selected a few high-quality, purebred war horse descendants from the stable to raise and train. Now, they’re all full of energy with exceptional speed. When Xiao Na brings them over, choose whichever you like. Just let know, don’t be shy."
"Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Xu."
"No need to be polite with ."
"Hahahahaha..."
"Don’t run! Ye Xian, wait for , see if I don’t catch up and beat you!"
"Just you? Catch up with first, then we’ll talk!"
Not far away, cheerful and pleasant sounds of chase and play ca from the VIP track, the man looked over.
His gaze imdiately seized upon the most dazzling bright spot on the horse.
With clear skies and a gentle breeze, the youth grasped the reins of the Akhalteginma stallion, his fingers slender, wrist bones white as jade. He wore a light pink sakura velvet sweater, adorned with tiny splashes of light gold material, reflecting the brilliant sunlight, like a petal of cherry blossom landing on the stallion.
The wind gently brushed his silver-white hair, revealing snow-white, full forehead and delicate eyebrows like distant mountains in ink. Thick, long eyelashes curled likely to touch the tips of his brows, with nearly parallel trapezoidal eyes that exuded a natural allure without making any expression. A high nose and lips shaped like delicate spring flowers, he is a man, but more beautiful and captivating than a woman.
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