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100 The most sincerity

A rematch?

Facing everyone's gaze, Mingluo nodded and said, "I also agree with Governor Cui's proposal."

Even if she subconsciously doesn't want to follow someone's wishes, but things have gotten to this point, she still needs to have a decent ending for today's kick-ball match, otherwise the saint alone won't be able to explain it.

She has always made a clear distinction between public and private affairs.

She came here under the Holy Order today, and when she saw her nodding, Qiao Jijiu and others discussed the details of the rematch.

When I heard that there was going to be a rematch, the atmosphere immediately became lively again.

On the field, Cui Lang and the other three walked up to Chang Suining.

Cui Lang said: "Ms. Chang, we are going to compete again!"

The young man surnamed Hu scratched his head with a simple and honest smile: "This time we don't have a substitute like Mrs. Chang to help us compete..."

Chang Sui Ning said: "I'm not here to help you compete."

"That's right." Cui Lang whispered to his two teammates: "Ms. Chang is here specifically to help us beat people!"

Chang Suining said "hmm" and smiled: "People have already helped you fight away, and you still have to fight the game on your own -"

"Besides, you don't need my help at all." She looked at Cui Lang and the others: "This is your game. If the victory should be yours, no one can take it away. Chang Miao and the others can't take it away, and of course I can't.

cannot."

She could have concealed it better, she was very good at pretending to be a man, and it wasn't difficult to hide it from those people.

But this was their game, and she never thought about actually participating in it from the beginning, stealing their limelight and sharing their victory.

In addition to venting her anger for Brother Yubai, the only thing she wanted to get back for them was justice.

And it was not just the blue team that suffered injustice in today's game, so in her plan, a rematch was inevitable.

"Chang Miao wanted to rob him, but fortunately Mrs. Chang beat him and vomited him out again!" The boy surnamed Hu made a fist-pumping gesture.

"Ms. Chang has won a lot for us today." Xi Zhiyuan handed over to Chang Suining, with a smile in his slightly raised phoenix eyes: "Ms. Chang has won this opportunity for a fair competition for us."

Chang Suining handed over the bow stick in his hand: "Then let's have a fair and just contest, and win back Brother Yubai's share as well."

Xi Zhiyuan and the others subconsciously looked at the bow stick handed over by the girl.

As the Golden Crow moves westward, compared to the fire-like heat at noon, the sunshine at this time is another kind of benevolence and gentleness that embraces all things.

The afternoon sun fell on the bow stick and also on the girl's hand.

The hand holding the bow stick was different from the ordinary daughter's. Although it was white, it had many small scars, old and new.

Xi Zhiyuan raised his hand and subconsciously wanted to take the stick.

But Cui Lang took him over first.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Chang, we will definitely fight well!" Facing those eyes, Cui Lang did not dare to speak too fully: "It's just that Brother Qiao is not here, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win..."

Chang Suining smiled nonchalantly: "Then I wish you good luck."

In her opinion, justice is more important than winning or losing in a sense.

When people are young, they always need some fair competition. Justice is like a flame, which can burn the blood of young people even more, so that they can go further with sincere courage in the future.

Other students who were participating in the rematch also entered the competition field again.

When Chang Suining raised his feet and left, he casually said to them: "I also wish you good luck and finish this game well."

Her tone was casual, but it made the students tremble, and some of them nodded hurriedly.

Of course, we have to fight hard. The example of Chang Miao is there, so I don’t dare not to fight hard...

"Ms. Chang, remember to watch us fight!" Cui Lang shouted loudly towards Chang Suining's back.

Other participating students: “……!”

Could this be beating and scaring them?

Is there any trust left between classmates?

They are not good people!

As expected, Chang Sui Ning sat down in the pergola and waited to watch the game.

But as soon as she sat down, she was surrounded by a bunch of young ladies headed by Yao Xia.

"Sister Chang is not injured!"

"Ms. Chang, are you hot?"

"Ms. Chang, are you thirsty?"

"Sister Chang, let me rub your hands!"

"I'm better at pinching. I often pinch my grandma's shoulders at home."

"..."

For a moment, Chang Suining could only feel the fragrance surrounding her, and she couldn't cope with it.

The eyes that looked at her were filled with wonder, adoration, admiration, and joy.

Among these little girls, some have followed Yao Xia and stayed with Chang Suining for a long time, and some have long heard about Chang Suining's injury to Ming Jin in Dayun Temple but had no chance to get to know him.

Others were temporarily captured by Qiao Yubai's heroic appearance on the field. Seeing such a good husband of the Qiao family being bullied by Chang Miao, they had long been itching with hatred and wished they could roll up their sleeves and beat him up - but they didn't

Mrs. Chang did what they could do for them, and she really beat Chang Miao to death!

How can one not love this?

Chang Suining was so overwhelmed by the overwhelming praise that he almost fainted.

The little girls were sitting or standing around her, and many topics inevitably spread around this topic——

Among the beautiful young ladies in the capital, Yao Xia, who was the most well-informed, lightly poked a girl beside him and asked in a low voice: "Sun Qi, I heard that your family is preparing to negotiate with Na Changmiao for you.

relative?"

The girl named Sun nodded awkwardly.

The girls immediately looked at her.

"How does this work?"

"How can this person with such a character be worthy of Madam Sun Qi?"

"This is obviously a pit of fire and cesspool. Madam Sun Qi should explain this matter to her family..."

"After this incident, I'm afraid no one will want this kind of stuff!"

The girl nodded and said: "Don't worry, everyone, this matter will never happen."

In fact, she came here with her mother today to see Chang Miao in secret.

At first, when Chang Miao came on stage, her mother smiled and praised her courage and patiently persuaded her. Then she watched her mother's smile gradually become harder, and she became speechless as if she had swallowed a fly.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At the end, she asked her mother in a low voice - Do you still read it?

The mother still maintained a decent smile on her face, but she asked in confusion - why didn't she throw him to death?

At this time, a girl whispered: "The Chang family's wife also mentioned it to my family not long ago..."

"What, are we casting a net here together?"

"Do you dare to want such a husband?"

The girl who spoke immediately shook her head like a rattle.

If the other sisters don’t want it, of course she doesn’t want it either!

People like this should be thrown into the cesspit!

In this way, Mrs. Chang can be regarded as their noble benefactor, helping them avoid disaster with her strength.

Thinking about it like this, the little girls became more and more enthusiastic.

On the opposite side, Wei Shuyi looked at Chang Sui Ning being given water and slapped on the shoulders by the little ladies. He couldn't help but sigh with Cui Jing: "It's a shame that Chang Sui Ning is not a man, otherwise even you and I would have to avoid his edge..."

Cui Jing ate tea silently: "You don't need to take me with you."

Wei Shuyi thought about it for a while and said: "It can be said that Governor Cui has been in the limelight today. It is really rare -"

Cui Jing looked at the field: "If Minister Wei doesn't want to see Ju Ju, he can leave on his own."

"Look, why don't you look." Wei Shuyi smiled, shook his folding fan, looked at the arena, and sighed: "This is what kickball should be like."

At this time, the two teams of students riding horses and swinging golf clubs on the field are the red team and the green team.

The rest of the day does not allow the entire game to be played over again. As for the yellow team where Chang Miao is located, even if Chang Miao is mostly at fault, the other three are not completely innocent. It is also true that they followed Chang Miao and maliciously hurt their classmates.

, this wind cannot be broken for long——

As a result, those three were also sent off, and the yellow team was not allowed to participate in the rematch.

The two teams of students who lost to Wen Zheng's red team in the first game, and then lost to the blue team led by Qiao Yubai, were fair wins and there was no dispute, so there was no need to rematch, and the students from the two teams had no objections to this.

Therefore, there are only three teams in this rematch, namely the green team, the red team, and the blue team - these three teams have all played against the yellow team. The first two teams lost to Chang Miao before, and among them the red team

The last goal the team lost to Wen Zheng was impressive.

But what is surprising at this time is that in this rematch, Wen Zheng, the best in the red team, did not appear again, but was replaced by other substitutes.

The red team seemed to want to prove that they could win without Wen Zheng and spared no effort in this game. The opposite green team was not to be outdone and did not want to live up to the opportunity of a rematch.

On the field, the results of the two teams were closely matched step by step, but there were no more unsightly tricks. Every ball was delivered into the goal with true skill, breaking through obstacles and obstacles.

The students were sweating on the field, and the spectators were equally enthusiastic. There were cheers from the crowd from time to time.

In the end, the red team lost to the green team by one goal.

The four members of the red team left the field and were greeted by someone, it was Wen Zheng.

But before he could speak, the leading young man said: "It's really fun to finish a fight with dignity, even if you lose!"

The young man didn't seem to see Wen Zheng and left with his teammates without stopping.

Wen Zheng could only stand there and watch his teammates leave.

He did not play in this game because he was not allowed to play by his teammates. The original words that brother Ziyun said with a sneer were - who knows whether his wrist hurt at the critical moment or not!

He is no longer trusted.

But he deserves it.

Wen Zheng looked sad, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a pleasant voice beside him: "Is Mr. Wen in any trouble?"

Wen Zheng turned around and saw a thin and frail young man. He couldn't help but look confused, who is this person?

The attendant beside the young man reminded: "My master is the Crown Prince Rong."

Wen Zheng was very surprised and quickly raised his hand to salute: "I have met the Crown Prince Rong."

At this time, most of the people were gathered around the arena, and there was no one here.

Prince Rong's eyes showed admiration: "Mr. Wen's bowing is very good."

Wen Zheng forced a smile: "Not worth mentioning..."

Prince Rong said in a casual tone: "If I remember correctly, your father should be a member of the Ministry of Industry, and Shangfeng is Lord Changtong Chunchang."

Wen Zheng was startled for a moment before nodding: "Exactly."

It was precisely because of this that when Chang Miao secretly threatened him a few days ago, he did not have the courage to refuse.

"Mr. Wen's actions today are excusable." Prince Rong did not say any more, but invited with a smile: "Mr. Wen, why don't you stay and watch the game together? It's the last one, it should be exciting.

.”

Wen Zheng felt a little ashamed, because it was wonderful because he was fair enough - but what he did was contrary to the word justice and was extremely shameful.

Facing Prince Rong's invitation, he didn't know how to refuse, so he could only nod.

Soon, the last game begins.

Halfway through the game, the attendant beside Prince Rong smiled and said: "It seems that the crown prince guessed wrong before. Maybe the blue team really wins."

Prince Rong smiled: "Yes, I made a mistake."

He said before that Qiao Yubai was too righteous and would definitely lose to Chang Miao and the others.

But what he didn't expect was that someone would put the situation right in such a seemingly crude but thoughtful way——

Prince Rong looked at the women's pavilion from a distance.

Wen Zheng also followed him subconsciously.

"Boom——!"

As the crimson sunset filled the sky, the sound of drums sounded, indicating that today's twists and turns in the kicking competition had finally come to an end.

It was the blue team that won in the end.

The moment the results were announced, Cui Lang, who was almost exhausted, still jumped up excitedly.

"Mrs. Chang, Mrs. Chang! We won!" He first shouted in the direction of Chang Suining.

This game also belongs to Mrs. Chang!

Looking at the teenagers cheering on the field, Chang Suining smiled.

"Let's go." She stood up and said to Xi'er, "It's time to go back and change clothes."

Xi'er nodded, with a proud smile on her face.

Seeing that figure turning around and leaving in the excitement after watching the game, and the joy of this hard-won victory was so overwhelming, Cui Lang was touched in his heart, and his eyes almost turned red.

He took the long box containing the former prince's bow stick and ran to Cui Jing.

"Brother..." He was excited and nervous at the same time. He was at a loss for words for a while, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "I won this!"

It was the first time that he had won such a decent thing with his own skills!

Cui Lang held the long box in front of Cui Jing with both hands: "I know that my eldest brother has always respected and admired His Royal Highness the former prince... I will give this thing to my eldest brother."

Cui Jing looked at the long box: "This is not yours alone -"

Cui Lang disagreed: "It doesn't matter, they don't dare to disobey me!"

Cui Jing looked up at him.

Cui Lang, who realized that he was showing his playfulness again, immediately shrank his head and laughed dryly: "...Then I'll go discuss it with them."

"No need, there is no shortage of the late Crown Prince's old items in the Xuance Mansion." Cui Jing said, "You can just keep this item to admire it, so that it will be worthy of today's sweat."

Cui Lang had no choice but to take the things back.

Yuan Xiang quietly looked at Mr. Liu Lang, and inexplicably thought of the cat that the Governor kept in Xuance's Mansion. He also thought of the day when the cat caught a big mouse and brought it to the Governor, but was killed by the big Governor.

The situation when the governor threw out the cat and the mouse together——

At this time, Cui Jing said: "I played well today."

After Cui Lang was stunned for a moment, he was immediately overjoyed.

This is the first time that he has been praised by his elder brother since they met!

Cui Lang's feeling of disappointment in "the sacrifice of the rat failed" was swept away. Taking advantage of this energy, he mustered up the courage to say: "The eldest brother must go to the celebration banquet for climbing the Tai Tower in three days if he has time!

"

Then he lowered his voice and said: "Eldest brother, don't worry, I swear, even if you kill me, you won't invite your father to go with you..."

Cui Jing: "..."

I have to say that there is no more sincerity than this in the whole world.


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