Chapter 225

The new equestrian coach's Chinese name was Lu Zhiyu, and his English name was Steven. He generally only introduced himself by his English name.

He was not very satisfied with his new workplace. The employer had spent a lot of money to hire him. He happened to not be doing so well at his previous job and wanted to change locations to relax his mind, so he came here.

As a result, this was actually just a small horse farm. The environment was still relatively primitive and beautiful, but this horse farm was truly very small and completely irregular. It was simply a place for rich people to keep horses and could not even be called a horse farm at all. He felt he had been cheated.

However, the salary offered by the other party was really not bad at all, more than double what he had before.

The food was also still good, but it really felt like he was in the mountains.

He had just video chatted with an old foreign friend, appearing very cheerful and optimistic, showing his friend the sea and saying this was a seaside horse farm with spectacular scenery. Everything was flourishing. He felt extremely happy and the food was also very good, finally eating to his satisfaction. His friend said the scenery here was not bad and congratulated him on starting a new chapter in his career.

When he was on video, he laughed exaggeratedly and enthusiastically, but as soon as he put down the phone, his face suddenly clouded over.

In equestrian circles, he was considered somewhat famous, but in the end he was actually cheated by one of his own students. Before he came, he had just participated in a relatively well-known equestrian freestyle competition. The first place champion was a student he had previously taught. He went up to congratulate him, but did not expect to be directly mocked in front of many reporters, saying that he had taught terribly and that he had forgotten everything he taught in order to regain his confidence in competing, and finally achieved good results.

The young man who won the championship was very handsome. As he spoke, everyone laughed happily, thinking he was direct and lovely.

But when Steven returned to the stable, he was lectured by his employer for bringing negative impact to the farm, and asked to consider resigning.

Although Steven had taught abroad for many years, at heart he was still Chinese who cared a great deal about respecting teachers and education. He could not understand why, when he had taught obediently, the student who won the championship had techniques that clearly contained what he had taught, yet said such words in front of reporters.

In anger, he suddenly had the idea of returning home to take a look.

By a stroke of serendipity he ended up here.

But looking at the farm which only had 8 horses, none of which could be called a true racehorse, Steven felt even more desperate, life was a mess. The farm even had miniature horses, just over knee height. Could these be called horses? At most they could be called pets.

He deeply doubted his own decision, feeling like a disheveled failure, having stumbled in one place and then fallen into a deep ditch.

Looking at that furry little horse, Steven only felt like there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat, blocking him so he could neither spit it out nor swallow it down. This place was like a stagnant pool of water, he couldn't even stay another day, regardless of the high salary. He saw no future.

The trial period was one month, but he felt he couldn't even last the month. He wanted to leave tomorrow.

Xiao Qi practiced driving again for more than half an hour, a total of over an hour. She was very surprised that driving was not as difficult and tedious as she had imagined, it was very simple it seemed, simpler than she had thought. She said goodbye to the coach, and would need to schedule again next time she wanted to practice driving.

After driving practice she went straight to the horse farm.

She didn't go for a run, but slowly walked the whole way there.

Wearing earphones, her phone was full of relatively famous live English speeches that she had found at noon.

Xiao Qi still hadn't figured out what she wanted to say for her speech. Giving a speech felt a bit difficult to her at first. After all, it was different from singing. When singing, she could revel in her own world, but giving a speech seemed to also have an interactive element.

So Xiao Qi decided to use the dumbest method - listen to as many other people's speeches, famous speeches from around the world, as she could. She would make the most of her memory buff and try to remember everything she heard. Not just the words, but the tone, mood, and feeling of the speeches.

Some people gave impassioned, rousing speeches. Some gave very emotional speeches, quite rich, able to stir the emotions of the audience. Some had a calm tone of voice, but were chock full of inspirational quotes that made people think. Some were very lively and humorous, and the atmosphere was very cheerful.

Basically, all the speakers seemed to have very high emotional intelligence.

Xiao Qi really had a hard time achieving high EQ. Telling jokes and such, she decided to use the clumsiest method - listen and learn as much as possible, treating it like a quick hack, cramming all the excellent speeches she could into her own head, then picking out a style suitable for herself.

She listened very attentively the whole way, getting a fuzzy impression of each speech on the first listen. The second time she could basically remember it, and the third time she had a deeper impression.

Also, for herself, after listening three times Xiao Qi could retell it, and with her knack for language, she could even simulate the speaker's emotions.

There were impassioned ones, calm ones, funny lively ones, and sad solemn ones.

Experiencing the tone and mood of different speeches, Xiao Qi felt it was quite interesting, like groping for something, though she couldn't say what.

For the whole afternoon, Xiao Qi's roommates had all stayed in, battling it out on the forums. Although the general direction had changed, some keyboard warriors stubbornly insisted that what they saw first was the truth, and argued fiercely. Even the usually mild-mannered Yunshu flared up in anger.

But basically opinions had shifted, and no one lumped Xiao Qi in with that group of Korean esports players anymore or farfetchedly brought in patriotism.

And they sang more praises of Xiao Qi's cooking skills.

Room 606 of Huashan dorm could be said to have won a complete victory.

They also felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Xiao Qi was still muttering to herself practicing speeches. She didn't know her roommates had been busy on the forums all afternoon on her behalf. When she was almost to the horse farm, the mechanical voice in her ears sounded: "Host has obtained sincere help from roommates to clear up false rumors and regain appreciation, rewarding host 30,000 yuan for 20 days. Host must spend this 30,000 yuan within 20 days, and cannot use it for investment."