The Queen Reborn: Your Highness, Please Bow Your Head

Another voice whispered: "Look at the way she holds the horse, she seems to have been trained! And I always feel that she looks much prettier than usual today. Mu Yuluo, who doesn't smile like this, seems to be more submissive than she used to be.

It looks more attractive! Is it my imagination?”

"Well...she seems...a little different from when she was in junior high school, but I don't agree with you saying that she is attractive. Anyone in school can be ten or eight times prettier than her."

"But I didn't expect that this loser would be the one with the highest score since the beginning of the selection!"

"Hmph... Look, it's just luck. I dare say she will lose every game from the beginning of the equestrian competition!"

Lose every game?

When Mu Yuluo heard these arrogant and arbitrary words, she chuckled and raised the corners of her beautiful lips with a slight sarcasm, maybe...

At this time, Leng Xi led an Arabian purebred horse and walked in from the other direction. She was not wearing a riding outfit, but a tight-fitting suit, which perfectly modified her exquisite figure. In terms of charm, her dress was indeed

At this moment, he won the attention of all the boys in the room.

In terms of appearance, she is one year older than Mu Yuluo, but she is a bit shorter than Mu Yuluo. Although her figure is slender, she is not as tall and well-proportioned as Mu Yuluo. Suddenly, she was outshone by Mu Yuluo in the competition.

Yuluo was robbed.

The other racers only arrived when the competition was about to start. They all looked very lazy and lacked morale. After all, this kind of sport is just leisure for these young ladies. If they really wanted to compete, most of them would

None of them have the courage.

In front of the auditorium, a temporary high platform was built. The end was two meters higher than the others. An English-style carved rattan chair was placed on it. The armrests and backrests were plated with a layer of gold. A low table was placed in front of it.

There is a short mahogany coffee table with a British white porcelain cup on it. The black tea swirling inside exudes an alluring fragrance. There is a mist of water around it. A row of male servants stand neatly around it, bowing their heads slightly, just like their masters.

The expression on his face was calm and calm.

Everyone knew from the beginning that this special seat belonged to a mysterious but extremely noble person in the school - a boy of British descent whose name they never knew and who could come and go freely in the school.

At this time, he stood outside the field, and the screams of the girls behind him were heard. They were all secretly thankful for their good luck, because as contestants, facing so many competitors, most girls are very self-aware.

He withdrew from the competition, but he was able to observe this beautiful mixed-race man more closely in the audience.

No one knows which grade or class he is in, and no one knows how powerful his family is behind him to support him, which can keep the entire Loha Lin under his control...

All the unknowns can only make more girls go crazy and scream for his mystery.

In a corner of the auditorium, Wu Yangchuan accepted the looks of the boys around him with an embarrassed look. In fact, everyone had been unhappy with Wu Yangchuan for a long time. In the past, whenever he was there, the girls' attention would be focused on him alone.

, treating other boys as transparent people, but this time... the appearance of that boy, these nymphomaniacs forgot him in this small corner. When did Wu Yangchuan, who has been popular with girls since childhood, fall into this world?

At this point, no matter how generous he is, he still feels very uncomfortable...