What kind of magician is that? He also wants to learn.

Unfortunately, Dong Shang Bian Ji is only a half-baked witch, and Xiao Lin Li Qi is a family secret skill, and there is nothing he can learn.

"Learning magic is very dangerous. You're a horse girl, so you should focus on the competition. The Arc de Triomphe should be your goal."

After listening to Lin Sheng's words, she calmed down a little. It seemed that it was fine if she could not learn but could only watch.

Yes, my goal should be the Arc de Triomphe. If I learn magic, won’t I have no time to train?

"If, I mean if, I can take down the Arc de Triomphe, will you teach me magic?"

"Hmm..." Lin Sheng pondered for a moment. It seemed that if he wanted to stabilize her, he had to hire a bigger deceiver.

"It's not impossible, but as you can see, I only know some tricks to change the weather, so I can't teach you. So, if you win the Arc de Triomphe, I will introduce you to the little witch Dong Shang Bianbian. She can teach you real magic."

"A little trick? Haha."

Every time I hear Mr. Lin say it’s just a little trick, I feel like laughing.

"Yeah." Xianlida nodded heavily.

"Then it's a deal. When I take down the Arc de Triomphe, you have to teach me magic." She raised a finger to Lin Sheng with a serious expression, "Make a pinky promise."

"Let's make a pinky promise and stick to it for a hundred years." Lin Sheng happily made a pinky promise with her.

There is no need to doubt her strength at all; it is only a matter of time before she takes over the Arc de Triomphe.

It should be two years after her debut that she won the Arc de Triomphe.

It was such a distant thing, Lin Sheng decided to wait until the time came to worry about it.

Even if the little witch couldn't do it, he still had many ways to solve the problem.

In the end, Lin Sheng still had a meal at their house.

The meal was a joyous occasion, for the Aga Khan had not returned, and the meal was not serious.

What's more, they prepared home-cooked meals, which was not as grand as imagined.

This is much better than being at the Mejiro family's.

Although it is a home-cooked meal, the dishes are quite rich, and caviar and truffles are inevitable, which are very common dishes on French tables.

Without these, they would feel embarrassed to entertain guests.

There are also many complex dishes, such as bagpipe chicken, which is cooked in a sheep's bladder.

Another example is the thousand-layer pastry.

It’s not that there is no food at Adair, but because there are not enough staff in the kitchen. If we want to improve the food, we have to hire more chefs.

Because Mr. Lin won't be staying here for too long, recruiting is not a consideration for the time being.

They don't really want to eat those expensive dishes, and prefer dishes made with carrots.

The kitchen will carve the carrots into very beautiful shapes and then build them into the shape of a pagoda, which is called the Carrot Pagoda.

You know what, it’s really delicious.

After dinner, Lin Sheng rested for a while and then planned to go back.

"Let's go tomorrow! Rest for a night before going back." Xianlida continued to persuade him to stay.

"Yes, yes, it's so late. Why don't you leave tomorrow?" Nujo also wanted to keep him.

You can stay any longer. Xiaoji and the others will be angry if you keep them.

"I'm sorry, I really can't put it off any longer. Come back next time when I have the chance."

"Oh, okay." They didn't force the guests to stay.

-

After watching Lin Sheng's plane take off, they started chatting.

"Where did you meet Viscount Linsheng?" Nu Qiao said with admiration, his eyes full of hope.

She had just asked the indigenous dancer if Lin Sheng still needed a bodyguard. Anyway, she was free now and wanted to find something to do.

It was obvious that they were here to steal people's jobs, so the indigenous dancers naturally said that the place was full and there was no shortage of bodyguards.

Even if she was missing, Lin Sheng would never agree to it. She was the daughter of the Aga Khan, so he could only befriend her but not order her around.

It would be better for her to continue to be the Sleeping Beauty princess.

"He's a trainer from Japan, don't you usually watch the news? Japan has already won four GIs this summer."

"Four GIs?"

No matter how little she pays attention to what's happening outside, as a European resident, even a three-year-old child knows that Japan has never obtained a European GI.

In just one summer, Japan won 4 GIs?

"Are all four GIs his horsegirls?"

"No," Xianlida thought for a moment and said, "Only the Holy King Halo who won the Eclipse Tournament is his horsegirl. The others are just his colleagues' horsegirls.

One of them, a horse girl who won the Coronation Cup, had never won the GI before, but after coming to Europe and being trained by him, she won the Coronation Cup in one fell swoop.

"Oh." Nuccio remembered that the Coronation Cup had just ended yesterday. No wonder his two sisters dressed up before going out.

"Where does he live now? If he has nowhere to go, why not invite him to our house? We have quite a lot of property. Or we can let him go to Tresin, which is under Dad's name, or to Chantilly."

The Aga Khan contributed a lot of money to the reconstruction of Chantilly. Even though he was not a nominal director of the school, he was the default chairman of the board.

If we were in Chantilly, so close to their home, it would be no problem for them to see each other every day.

Wouldn't it be easier for the sparks to fly between him and my little sister then?

"Ahaha, sister, he lives in the dream castle of Adelye. What are you comparing him to? Will he be interested in our small villa?"

"Ah? Adair?" Nujo's face showed surprise again. Lin Sheng's identity as a viscount was far more mysterious than she thought.

Among them, it was strange enough that he became a viscount right after arriving in Europe, and now he still lives in Adare.

Chapter 1027: Going to socialize...

"Wait, isn't Adair a hotel?"

"It was indeed a hotel before, but now it is his private property." Xianlida sighed, feeling a little tired. She felt that her sister really should go out and take a good look at the outside world, otherwise she wouldn't even know when the world changed.

"It is said that Adair was originally his family's property, and now he has returned to Europe simply to inherit his ancestral property and title."

"Alas." She sighed and continued, "His colleagues are all at Darley Tresham College. Miss Godolphin admires him very much, so she invited him to Darley Tresham, so he won't be looking for another school."

"Oh." Nu Qiao didn't want to snatch people away. Lin Sheng was a Japanese trainer, and it would be the same wherever he went. She just wanted to make friends with Lin Sheng and have a good relationship with him.

"Let me tell you, there really are ferocious monsters in Adair Manor. My sister and I have seen them. There are also many rare plants in his manor, all of them have strange shapes."

Xinlida was a little excited when he said this. He scared them last time and made them swear never to go to Adel again.

Now, she was eager to fight the monster, because after knowing Lin Sheng's abilities, she felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

If a felled tree can be restored, doesn’t that mean that even a dead tree can be resurrected?

You’re right, it really works.

The alarm clock can reverse everything except time.

For example, the alarm clock and time fields.

When you are no longer afraid of death, the things you fear become exciting.

"Oh, by the way, big sister, how do you know Sister Wu Ren?"

Xianlida just remembered the name of the indigenous dancer. She was obviously a beautiful woman, but she was given such a name.

No wonder Mr. Lin only called her a dancer and claimed to others that she was a talented dancer.

Maybe Talented Dancer is her real name, but the name she used when she debuted was Aboriginal Dancer.

"Dancing person..." Nujo still prefers to call her a native. The reason is simple: the closer you want to be to someone, the more you should call them by a nickname.

Aboriginal dancer is indeed just a nickname.

At that time, the indigenous dancers were born as local horse girls and became famous after winning consecutive victories in local competitions.

In American history, there had never been a horse girl as outstanding as her.

After she broke into the central government, some horse girls called her a native. Because she was pretty, and combined with her name, she got the name "Native Dancer".

At that time, everyone only called her a native or a dancer, and they were divided into two factions. Over time, the name of the talented dancer was forgotten.

It was only later that she learned that Aboriginal dancers were descendants of Northern dancers, but she did not acknowledge it.

She will not acknowledge any of her family ties. All horse racing girls are like this. Because of their pride, they don't like to acknowledge their relatives.

"Maito was one of the most outstanding horse girls of my era. Although we didn't fight each other, I'm sure that if she had participated in the Arc de Triomphe, I wouldn't have won it."

"so smart?"

Both Xinlida and Yajiada were a little surprised.

Yajiada soon collected the records of the indigenous dancers, 21 wins in 22 fights.

This record is indeed a bit abnormal, and because the opponent is too strong, almost all the subsequent games were carried out with weights. This is the most abnormal thing.

It is said that she achieved the record of carrying the highest weight in the history of horse racing and still won the championship.

Seeing this result, Yajiada felt uneasy. Last time, Jingge carried weights to run with her in a race, and she was dissatisfied. She didn't expect that there was someone else beside Lin Sheng.

No, it seems there are more than two. Before running with Saixia Jingge, there was another one. She and Saixia Jingge are twin sisters.

Compared with Saixia Jingge, the person she least wanted to face was Saixia Jingge's sister.

What's going on with all these horse girls? I've never heard of them before, and now they're all out there, all gathered around one person.

How many secrets does that guy have?

-

After returning to Dalitresen and spending a night there, Lin Sheng began to pack up his things.

The next competition was the Holy King Halo Irish Championship, and since it was held in Ireland, he decided it would be better to return to the manor for training.

If I train here, I will have to adapt for a while when I return to Ireland. It would be better to go back now and adapt slowly, which will make me more stable.

The next afternoon, after saying goodbye to their acquaintances in Dalitresen, they flew back.

on the plane.

"How are you? Are you still dizzy?"

Sakura Chiyoou looked listless, so Lin Sheng asked.

"I'm fine, I just feel pain in my head, hands, feet, and my whole body." Sakura Chiyo said embarrassedly.

"My whole body hurts, and you say you're fine?"

Lin Sheng gave her a dessert and said, "If you can't drink it, don't drink it. Look, your whole body is red now, like cherry blossoms."

You know what, this look suits her very well.

"What do you care?" Sakura Chiyoou felt very unhappy after being scolded by Lin Sheng.

"I was just about to ask you, what did you do yesterday? Why did you come back so late?" She questioned Lin Sheng in return.

"It's... a social event." Lin Sheng made up an excuse casually. He couldn't honestly say that he had a private meeting at another Ma girl's house.

That’s not right. That’s not right. You shouldn’t be asking this kind of question.

Only Huanhuan and Xiaoxue have the right to ask this question.

Why should I answer her question?

"What is socializing?" asked Sakura Chiyoou.

"It's work-related. I don't want to go, but I have to go. It's a social event."

Lin Sheng really didn't want to go.

But he had no choice but to give the Aga Khan's face. He had promised Xinlida and they had an appointment, so he had to go.

"Hey, I also want to go to a social event. Can I ask you for a few days off?" Sakura Laurel on the side took the opportunity to ask.

"Huh?" Lin Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked at her. "You just finished a race, and you still want to train? You can go wherever you want, but you definitely can't train. So, I'll give you a week off, and you can just come back in a week."

"No, it doesn't take that much. Just give me three days off." After getting more rest, Sakura Chiyoou felt uncomfortable again and was unwilling to accept it.

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