Chapter 85 Award

Time is passing by bit by, and what should come is still coming, and what should go is doomed to go.

The competition of the eight families has ended successfully. Although there have been many unpleasant things during this period, it is finally over.

Beitang Weicheng, the biggest dark horse of the year, defeated Long Zhanhua in the semi-finals and Dongfang Yunfan in the finals, winning the championship of the middle-aged group.

Although Long Xiaoqi was the youngest of the eight children, with her tenacious perseverance and inexplicable demons, she seriously injured Dongfang Xiaoyang and narrowly won the championship of the youth group.

Long Jingdao sat on the podium with a smile, and his eyes swept to Long Xiaoqi under the stage from time to time. This time, the Long family can gain something in the youth group, which is also the greatest comfort to Long Jingdao.

"The champion of the middle-aged group, Beitang Weicheng!" The loud sound of Longjing Road covered the whole hall. Beitang Wuming also looked at his son with joy and nodded proudly.

North Tang Weicheng walked to the podium in a few steps, took the trophy in Long Jingdao's hand with a smile on his face, raised it high, and waved his hand vigorously. Both the former opponents and the people of the Northern Tang family gave warm applause to the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Long Jingdao handed over the microphone in his hand and motioned Beitang Weicheng to talk about his thoughts.

“......”

After the award ceremony of the middle-aged group, the next step is the youth group. Long Xiaoqi walked up to the podium in a gorgeous brocade suit. His chest shrugged high, and there seemed to be something in it. She took the trophy in Long Jingdao's hand with a smile and shook it in the air.

"Xiaoqi, do you have anything to say?" Long Jingdao stared at Long Xiaoqi with a kind face and was able to present awards to his grandson with his own hands. Long Jing said goodbye to how happy he was.

"Here, first of all, I would like to thank all families and patriarchs for their cooperation in this competition. In this competition, I learned a lot and mastered a lot of skills, thank you for your help. Secondly, I want to thank my grandfather, my father, and all the people who have helped me. It is because of your tireless efforts that I have gained today. With that, Long Xiaoqi turned her eyes and looked at Master Guo sitting in the corner with deep meaning.

Although some unpleasant things may have happened during the martial arts competition, I just want to say a word to everyone here. Our Long family is a reasonable and reputable family. We will never do anything against the will of our ancestors, but our Long family is not a lamb slaughtered by others. If anyone dares to provoke the patience of our Long family, then our Long family will accompany us to the end. Speaking of this, Long Xiaoqi glanced at Long Jingdao sitting on the stage and Dongfang Jie beside her.

Dongfang Jie's face was calm, and the blue veins on his forehead were tight. Even a fool can hear it. Long Xiaoqi's words are clearly warning herself not to go too far, otherwise the Long family will definitely accompany him to the end. This is the first time in Dongfang Jie's life that he was riding on his head by a child.

But Long Xiaoqi did not name who it was. If Dongfang Jie interrupted so rashly, it might be self-defeating. Dongfang Jie could only hum heavily, turn his head and pretend to be indifferent.

"Finally, as the eldest grandson of the Long family, on behalf of my grandfather and all the people of the Long family, I would like to express my gratitude to everyone who came and wish you a bright future and a perfect harvest." After saying that, Long Xiaoqi put the microphone on the table, bowed deeply and walked off the podium.

Long Jingdao looked at everything in front of him with satisfaction. Long Xiaoqi's speech and speech were carefully planned by Long Jingdao. He just wanted Dongfang Jie to have unspeakable suffering, so he had to eat Huang Lian in a muffled voice.

The competition of the eight families officially came to an end at this dinner today, with a satisfactory end.

Next, it was the time for the eight major families to exchange feelings. The patriarchs, the elders of the eight major families, and the children of the clan raised their glasses one after another, talked to each other and celebrated.

Long Jingdao doesn't know how many cups he has drunk. All he knows is that he is happy today, because he has a competitive grandson, a grandson who is particularly proud of himself. Every toaster will drink the wine in the toast, and of course, Long Jingdao also needs to accompany him. He only feels that the inexplicable light is a little dazzling and the figure is blurred, as if everyone is his grandson, who can bring him joy and confidence.

And Long Xiaoqi was no exception. She was surrounded by people. Except for Dongfang Xiaoyang, the young generations of the other six families came around Long Xiaoqi. Although he didn't drink wine, even if he drank too much juice, he would swell his stomach. Long Xiaoqi even had a feeling of vomiting at this time. If he held it like this, maybe he would be the first person to die from ancient times to drink water.

The night is long, and almost everyone is immersed in joy. Of course, there are several people with exceptions, such as Dongfang Jie, Dongfang Yunfan, Dongfang Xiaoyang...

This time, the Oriental family was completely defeated. I don't know how they would feel, whether it was humiliation, shame or anger!

Everyone is venting themselves through alcohol. Since the champion of the martial arts competition has nothing to do with himself, it is better to be drunk today and live a free and natural life.

The night is getting deeper and deeper; there are fewer and fewer people. The sound of sleeping snoring brought everyone to sleep, the world where he was king, the era of self-respect.

The next day, the people of the seven families said goodbye one after another. Long Jingdao naturally would politely leave guests, but they were euphemistically rejected by the patriarchs. The eight families are in charge of the eight regions of China. They are not only monarchs of one country, but they can be called princes. The Long family is very busy, and other families are naturally no exception.

Dongfang Yirui reluctantly followed Dongfang Jie and others, and looked back from time to time, as if she was looking at things, but more like seeing things and thinking about people. However, Long Xiaoqi did not meet Dongfang Yirui's request. It's not that Long Xiaoqi refuses to do it, but that the relationship between the two families has reached the point of water and fire. Of course, Dongfang Jie will not agree to Dongfang Yirui's request to stay and play for another day.

At the departure of Dongfang Yirui, Long Xiaoqi shook her head helplessly. Is she too handsome or too charming? Why is it shocking no matter where she goes, it will make countless girls take the initiative to embrace?

After a week of training, Long Xiaoqi felt that she had made progress again, but she didn't know why she was suddenly out of control in the martial arts competition with Dongfang Xiaoyang at that time? Even my memory has become blurred. If it hadn't been for the reminder of others, I might not even know who the winner was.

Looking at the trophy in front of her, Long Xiaoqi smiled, with purity and a little idiot in her eyes.

"If I change this thing into money, I don't know how many gifts I can buy for Yujia! When she sees the gift, she will definitely jump up excitedly, and even..." Long Xiaoqi can't wait to realize her idea, and her mind is full of YD pictures.

"How about Xiaoqi? Do you feel much better? Long Jingdao formed a small-scale condolence group with the two brothers of the Long Zhan Army and Master Guo.

"Ye! There's nothing serious about the body." Long Xiaoqi saw the four people come in and hid the trophy behind her, as if she were afraid of being taken away.

"Ha ha, how's it going? Do you feel good to win the first place? Long Jingdao caressed Long Xiaoqi's head and looked at the trophy in his hand with a spring breeze.

"Cool!" Long Xiaoqi stretched out her neck and her little mouth turned into an O-shaped, but if Long Jingdao knew what Long Xiaoqi had just thought, she didn't know if she would be angry and bleed.

"Yes, the martial arts competition is over. As a reward, you can play until the start of school. And, I have asked someone to prepare a celebration banquet for you tonight to celebrate our triumphant return of Xiaoqi. After saying that, Long Jingdao kissed Long Xiaoqi hard and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth for fear of being bullied by others.

Long Xiaoqi didn't say anything, just held the trophy, blinked her bright eyes and nodded.