Listening to everyone's praise of Jun Qing, Wen Ruowan suddenly felt angry again and deliberately raised her voice.

"Jun Qing, I'll be the first one!"

Originally, no one recognized Jun Qing, and everyone heard Wen Ruowan's throat.

"Jun Qing? She is Jun Qing, I really didn't recognize her."

"Which Jun Qing?"

"You are new, right? Jun glared at me, and even riding a horse can cry!"

...

There was a burst of laughter all around.

Wen Ruowan raised her chin with satisfaction: "Jun Qing, don't cry this time!"

With a sarcasm, she grabbed the reins of the horse with both hands and knocked the white horse under her.

"drive!"

The white horse was in pain and rushed forward, bringing a piece of smoke and dust.

Above the white horse, there was a white robe and silver armor. As the horse ran, the cloak behind her was also dancing in the wind.

He bent over and dived, holding a sword in his left hand and spreading the sword in front of him with his right hand. Wen Ruowan rushed forward all the way and rushed to the photography point. She led the horse lightly and stopped the white horse, posing in a handsome sword-waving posture.

"Wow, Sister Wan is so handsome!"

"good!"

...

Around them, there were suddenly a cheer.

Chen Li also nodded to her with a smile, which was obviously very beautiful in her equestrian performance.

Wen Ruowan was naturally extremely proud of her heart. She took the horse aside. She raised her chest and looked at Jun Qing in the distance with a smile like a winning prize soldier.

How about having a beautiful face, how about having a slender figure...

When it comes to the momentum, you still have to lose to me!

The extras around were also watching the excitement.

Jun Qing was always arrogant in the group.

Among these extras, she has been scolded and bullied by her, and she has also seized the opportunity to retort each other.

"You big shot, be careful not to fall down!"

"I see you still crying a few times and beg for mercy to the big dark horse!"

...

People laughed harder.

"Sister Jun!" Zhao Yiyi stood beside her, both angry and worried, "No, please let this uncle help you?"

This is not a joke. If you really get hurt, it would be a big deal.

At this time, safety is naturally more important than face!

Faced with the ridicule of everyone, Jun Qing only looked calm.

Hearing the sound of seclusion in the distance, she stretched out her palm and patted the big black horse's neck, gently carrying the reins.

"drive!"

The big dark horse took obediently forward and gradually accelerated.

At first, everyone was watching the fun. Seeing her riding steadily on the horse, her face gradually became a little astonished, but Zhao Yiyi nervously pinched her fingers.

Qingdai, who was standing next to her, looked at the figure on the horse's back, but raised the corners of her lips.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

People who often ride horses can tell at a glance that Jun Qing is an old rider.

The dark horse is like a meteor, and its speed is getting faster and faster, and its four hooves are flying with a piece of dust.

Jun Qing on the horse's back leaned over and was still urging the horse.

Seeing that the horse had already rushed to the shooting position and had not yet stopped, the staff present changed their faces. Chen Li, who was sitting on the chair, stood up from the chair.

A long neighing sounded, and the entire school ground was steadily restored.

Jun Qing grabbed the reins with both hands, stepped on the kicks with both feet, and lifted the reins violently.

As the horse's neighed, the big dark horse instantly slowed down and actually got up with manpower.
Chapter completed!