After rejecting Jason's suggestion, the old horse led by Xue An slowly walked towards the competition venue. Now everyone saw that he had chosen an old horse to come over.
"No, why did he choose an old horse to race? What's going on?"
"Originally, there are no horses from Master Cai and Master Zhang in this racecourse. Now you still choose an old horse. Do you want to give up the race?"
"Let me go, is this guy crazy?"
"I really don't understand what this person wants to do? This is a bet of 100 million."
"Could it be that he doesn't know how to choose a horse? He just picked one at random."
"It's okay. Didn't you see that Jason passed by just now? He knows the horses in this racecourse very well."
Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene was talking about it, and they were all very surprised and puzzled.
After Wu Huimei had done justice just now, she would naturally continue to serve as the referee for this competition. However, when he saw Xue An leading the old horse over from afar, he was also shocked and almost
Falling down bit by bit.
"Even if the horses in our racecourse are not as good as theirs, you wouldn't choose this old horse." Wu Huimei was speechless.
Zhang Tongtong's reaction next to her was similar to that of Wu Huimei. They both thought Xue An's idea was a bit too funny and too alternative.
"Could it be that he deliberately picked this old horse and then won this competition to show that his equestrian skills are very good?" Zhang Tongtong speculated in his mind.
Everyone else present was shocked by Xue An's choice of this old horse. Naturally, Cai Bo and Zhang Junwen were also the same. However, after being shocked, the two of them burst out laughing.
"Haha...haha...Xue An, since you chose this old horse, he probably can't run as fast as you. If you really can't choose a good horse, then forget it, the big deal is I will
I'll give you my horse. Anyway, one of us only needs to get out of the station." Cai Bo said mockingly from the side.
He is a partner with Zhang Junwen for this competition. Each of them has a breed, a very good sweat horse. This competition only requires one of them to take part in the competition, so he said this.
You can mock Xue An from this aspect.
Zhang Junwen laughed loudly next to him, looking at Xue An as if he was a lunatic: "If you want to use this horse to compete with me, then you might as well just admit defeat to avoid wasting everyone's time.
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Zhang Junwen is very confident in his horse. This horse is not his own. It is fostered by his father in this racecourse. His father bought this horse at a great price.
An absolutely purebred BMW.
Not only is he extremely fast, explosive, and has very good endurance, but he has also undergone professional training, and he himself is infinitely close to the level of a professional rider.
Originally, he was a little worried about making such a big bet. If he lost, even if he and Cai Bo split it equally, it would still be 50 million each. After spending the 50 million, they would really have nothing.
What cash?
"You care what horse I choose? As long as I can beat you, that's enough." Xue An was too lazy to pay attention to him and urged: "Okay, okay, now I have chosen the horse, we can start the game."
After he finished speaking, he took a liking to Wu Huimei, who was standing next to him as the referee.
"Okay." Although she was very curious about why Xue An chose this old horse, it had nothing to do with him. She was just a referee. As long as she could ensure the fairness of this game, it was very important.
Quickly calm down, do your own work, and explain the general rules of the competition to both parties. The most basic one is that during the competition, you cannot attack the opponent's rider.
After finishing speaking, she asked: "These are the rules of the competition. As for the distance to run, you two can agree on this. How far do you think you are going to run?"
"The track of your racecourse should be two to three thousand meters per lap, right?" Xue An looked at the racecourse.
He ran a lap, and then said: "Let's do it this way, let's do it together and run about 10,000 meters, so now it should take four or five laps, so I'll do it according to five laps."
Wu Huimei: "..."
Yang Meiling: "..."
Zhang Tongtong: "..."
Cai Bo, Zhang Junwen: "..."
And everyone else watching at the scene was suddenly speechless.
What the hell? Do you understand horses? Are you stupid?
You chose an old horse. His physical strength is very limited, his speed is average, his explosive power is average, and his endurance is average for his age. You actually ask for 5 laps to cover such a distance?
Do you want to lose? Why don't you just run 100 laps?
Cai Bo and Zhang Junwen have completely stopped talking now. Their mentality is very stable now. They will definitely win this game.
Originally, in order to win this game, the two of them also wanted to run a little farther, so that they would be more certain to win. Who would have thought that they didn't need to ask for it themselves, and let him ask for it on his own initiative, to run like this?
It’s a long journey.
"Okay, you said it yourself, then let's set it to 5 laps. Whoever completes 5 laps first will win." Zhang Junwen and Cai Bo immediately nodded and agreed.
Their horses have good endurance, and these five laps were easy. It was clear that they would win this time. They had already begun to imagine how they would share the 100 million in cash later. 50 million for each person was enough for them to be cool.
It's been a while.
Now that both parties have decided and negotiated, Wu Huimei, as the referee, naturally cannot interfere with them, so she signaled Zhang Junwen and Xue An to lead their horses to their respective tracks and starting points to start the competition.
After both parties took their positions, Wu Huimei shouted loudly: "Get ready!"
"start!"
At this order, Zhang Junwen immediately waved his whip towards the horse's butt.
In order to win this game, he really fought hard.
If it were normal, he would just make a sound by waving it next to him. With this whip, the sweaty horse he sat on immediately started running, as fast as a sharp sword taken off the string, in the blink of an eye.
He had already run a hundred or two hundred meters away.
"Oh my God, it's worthy of being a sweaty horse. This speed is really too fast."
