Chapter 52

In other people's eyes, she is a high-ranking Miss Ling family. Some people do not have a good life. She inherited her family business at a young age and had a good journey.

But the real feeling, only Ling Xiaoya knows.

She didn't have the childhood that ordinary people had. In order to get a family business, she was required to learn all kinds of knowledge related to business. Before she took over the company, she never had any entertainment time.

Ling Xiaoya sat on the stake and looked at them with a bitter smile. Behind their envious life, there was unexpected hardship and pain, but no one cared.

Nuoyi's celebration was very grand. Everyone laughed. Zhang Xingyun and the beauties here danced more and more smoothly, and the drumbeat was gradually stepped on. However, he saw Ling Xiaoya sitting outside the crowd and didn't get up. His look was a little lonely.

It's not that no one invited Ling Xiaoya, but she refused.

Zhang Xingyun walked past, took Ling Xiaoya's hand, and the woman's eyebrows frowned, "Zhang Xingyun, what are you doing?"

"General manager Ling, do as the Romans do in Rome, you also want to dance." Zhang Xingyun said with a smile.

"I will not." Ling Xiaoya wants to get rid of the man, but Zhang Xingyun has a lot of strength and doesn't mean to let go.

"Do you want to learn? I can't. why are you sitting there? Don't you think I'll run away with a girl

Ling Xiaoya heard Zhang Xingyun's words and kicked him hard. She knew that this man was serious for no more than three seconds. Just now she thought he had remembered her words, and the next sentence revealed the prototype.

Zhang Xingyun pulls Ling Xiaoya to the center of the crowd. People around him surround them and welcome them. The people in this place are very warm and totally different from what they heard.

Ling Xiaoya stood in the middle, hands and feet are a little stiff, do not know how to put, Zhang Xingyun pulled up her hand, whispered. "Follow me." Said then took Ling Xiaoya to follow the drum beat.

Ling Xiaoya was originally smart, but now someone takes it, and she will soon be able to keep up with her. She does not know why. Originally, she was a little lonely and had some repulsive heart. Because of Zhang Xingyun's powerful hand, she became calm.

She relaxed naturally with the drumbeat, even with a smile on her face.

The bonfire shone on the woman's face, and her cold face seemed to melt in the past. Zhang Xingyun couldn't help looking at it more. After all, Ling Xiaoya is rare.

With the celebration ceremony, they got together for a series of competitions, archery, wrestling and horse riding. Zhang Xingyun, as a guest, was invited to participate. He had not been so relaxed for a long time, so he joined them happily.

In archery alone, Zhang Xingyun was in the limelight. First of all, she was a fixed target. Three arrows were shot from one place by Zhang Xingyun, which shocked a group of people. You know, in noy, all the men can shoot arrows when they can walk, but now they are robbed by an outsider. He can't be sure that he will hit hard. If he injures others, the latter will be troublesome.

The one he accepted was to shoot a moving target. He tied a piece of red silk to the horse's head and let the horse run. A total of five horses were shot together. The one who shot more would win.

In addition to accuracy, there is also speed, which requires extremely high technical requirements. The boy who challenges Zhang Xingyun becomes more serious. After all, after all, he is also ready. After all, two people stand behind the line, and with the sound of the horn, five gallop out of the field, running recklessly in the field.

At the moment when the horse ran out, the boy's arrow had been stringed. Zhang Xingyun was not in a hurry, so she watched the boy aim at a horse that was approaching them. With a whoosh, the arrow hit the red silk, and took it into the trunk behind.

Seeing that he shot an arrow, the boy showed a satisfied smile on his face. Zhang Xingyun also laughed. The technology of the Nuoyi people is really good.

Zhang Xingyun has been looking at the boy, did not hand, at this time, the boy found that from the beginning to now, Zhang Xingyun has not been on the arrow, his face can not help but show a trace of doubt, "why don't you shoot? One more piece and I'll win. "

It should be two people together. Now it's the boy himself. The onlookers also have some doubts.

After hearing the boy's words, Zhang Xingyun took out three arrows and put them on the string. "The rest is mine." Then the arrow flew out.

Seeing Zhang Xingyun's action, the boy is a bit sluggish. He has never seen such an archer, or a moving target. He will not believe that he can shoot. Naturally, the onlookers think so.

However, the fact told them that everything was possible. Three arrows, three directions, with red silk into the tree trunk, the three horses were raised with their front hooves backward because of their strong momentum.

The results are obvious. After two seconds of silence, there was a cry from the venue, "bater, bater, bater..."

The boy was stunned. When he looked at Zhang Xingyun, his eyes were full of heat. "Bater, can you teach me how you do it?"

Barthel is the honorific name of warrior in Nuoyi. There is no doubt that Zhang Xingyun has won their respect.

"When you have time." Zhang Xingyun returned the bow to them with a smile.Ling Xiaoya has been watching the man's movements on the side, from the target to now, a detail has not been missed, now her heart has a kind of pride like gratification, this man does not look so bad.

However, when Ling Xiaoya saw a group of young girls around Zhang Xingyun to express her love for Zhang Xingyun, the feeling that the woman had just risen vanished, "I knew you were not a good thing." Zhang Xingyun that intoxicated expression, let her want to go up to knock him two sticks.

The result of Ling Xiaoya's jealousy is that she dances with all kinds of handsome men under Zhang Xingyun's eyes, which makes Zhang Xingyun gnash her teeth.

When the celebration is over, Zhang Xingyun is waiting for Ling Xiaoya to come here. She can't help but say, "Ling Zong's feet are good and fast." The jealousy in that tone can't be concealed.

Ling Xiaoya heard Zhang Xingyun jealous, but she was happy, and her mouth also hung up a smile, "yes, Nana's medicine is really good."

Xu is this time, Ling Xiaoya is from the bottom of her heart to laugh out, not with a cold breath, she actually let Zhang Xingyun feel a little warm.

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