The first thousand two hundred and twenty-four chapters speed storm (five)
Chapter 1,224 Speed Storm (5)
"Haha, interesting, there are actually horses that haven't started yet..."
"Yeah, that young man seems to be the horse owner. It's going to be terrible..."
"Yes, I saw that his horse was very good just now. Who knew... Oh, what a pity."
Zhuang Rui's shout just now alerted the horse owners and trainers who were about to cheer for their horse racing. When they saw Zhui Feng running out, everyone started talking in low voices.
These people may not be gloating about his misfortune, but they all agree that Zhuang Rui is an unlucky guy. If he makes a mistake in such an international competition, he will lose the chance to win the championship.
"So what if he starts the race? The jockey weighs more than 200 kilograms, so it's strange that he can finish first..."
The staff member's words attracted everyone's attention. Everyone was quite nervous before the start of the game, and no one noticed Timur. Now when they heard this, they all started asking questions.
You know, in short-distance horse racing, the jockey's role plays about 30%, which can be said to be crucial.
If you don't have a good jockey, it means that you are using your horse in 60% or even lower condition to compete with other people's horses that are in 100% condition. This will be a huge loss.
So at this moment, almost everyone looked at Zhuang Rui with ridicule and pity. Maybe some mean people were thinking that with Zhuang Rui's body shape and appearance, it would be better to play horse racing than go to a hotel in Macau to be a duck.
future.
"Grandma, I forgot to tell Zhui Feng to run away after hearing the starting gun..."
Zhuang Rui was also filled with regret at this time. Zhui Feng and Timur were participating in the competition for the first time and had no competition experience at all. Zhuang Rui should only be responsible for this fault.
However, he didn't pay attention to the attention of others at all. Instead, he stared closely at Zhui Feng who rushed out, and whispered in his mouth: "Zhui Feng, come on, you have to give your brother some air!"
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In the VIP box at the racecourse, Qin Haoran also looked at the scene that just happened with a pale face.
"It's over, it's over, there's no hope at all..."
Although only two or three seconds later, Qin Haoran saw Zhui Feng shooting out from the starting point, his face was still ugly. He simply did not believe that Zhui Feng could come on top.
You know, the world's fastest record for a 1,000-meter sprint is only 53 seconds. This is just like the human 100-meter dash. A few tenths of a second can often determine the outcome of a race.
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Starting two or three seconds late was equivalent to giving victory to someone else. No matter how confident Qin Haoran was in his son-in-law, he couldn't help but slumped down on the sofa at this moment, no longer having the energy to cheer up.
Two boxes away from the Qin family's box is a large luxury box. At the moment, Guo Daheng, Dr. Shu Wen and others are sitting in it. The fourth wife and gambling king Mr. He are also in there.
"This little guy really doesn't listen to advice. I've told him a long time ago that this jockey is not good, but he just doesn't listen. Alas, Dr. Shu, you won again this time..."
Guo Daheng also noticed what happened just now. Although he did not place a bet on this event, he met with a dot. A horse without any horse racing experience, plus a jockey who has never participated in a horse racing competition, can win.
What a rare thing.
"Haha, Guo Sheng, young people always have a bit of a temper. The people in Xiaozhuang are quite nice. Don't irritate him later..."
Dr. Shu Wen laughed when he heard this. He originally had some doubts about Zhuang Rui's pursuit of the wind, but at this moment, all doubts disappeared. Even the start could go wrong. Such a horse race poses no threat to him.
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"I don't know what happened. Horse No. 12 didn't run out. Huh? It did. Horse No. 12 came out..."
Although Zhuang Rui's Zhuifeng was not the seeded player in this game, it was still rare in horse racing that the horse did not rush the hurdles. Therefore, the commentators on the scene also paid a lot of attention to Zhuifeng.
"As you can see, this is a purebred horse with a light golden color all over. It is such a majestic horse. It is a pity that we will miss it in this competition..."
The commentator's words caused more people to turn their attention to Zhui Feng who had just crossed the hurdle. Countless telescopes were now focused on the track where Zhui Feng and Timur were.
"I just checked the information. It turns out that this horse will participate in the last race today. I hope they don't make any mistakes. Huh? What did I see?!"
It seemed that changes on the field caused the commentator's originally calm tone to suddenly become excited.
"Oh my god, what did I see? The horse caught up. The last one to start the race, the horse that was ranked 12th, caught up. It has already reached fifth place, yes, fifth place!"
According to the rules of the Macau Jockey Club, in races involving more than ten horses, the fifth place can also get some bonuses. As long as you win without betting, you can almost make a small profit.
"What? Zhui Feng is coming up?!"
The commentator's words made Qin Haoran sit up straight on the sofa and glanced at the screen. He had no time to use his binoculars to lock Zhuifeng's position.
"Oh my god, horse number 12 is still accelerating. Yes, it is still accelerating. It is like a bullet being fired, passing the horses in front of it one by one. It is now in third place. I promise
, there will definitely be a surprise today..."
The commentator's passionate words were still echoing in the stadium, but Zhui Feng really ran faster and faster, his whole body soared in the air, his four hooves almost seemed not to touch the ground, and he jumped more than ten meters away with a single tap.
"There are still 150 meters left, can we really win?"
Qin Haoran no longer cared about refueling at this time, but held his breath and looked nervously at the electronic display in front of him, his hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly.
Even Mr. Qin, who had closed his eyes to rest, now opened his eyes, but he did not look at the live broadcast, but quietly listened to the voice of the live commentator.
"There is still the last 100 meters. Horse No. 12 has already reached second place, but it is still one length behind the first place. Can it catch up? Can it catch up?! Let's wait and see!
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In short-distance horse racing, one length of horse length is already a huge gap. It is almost the distance that locks the championship. Even the commentator does not dare to make any judgment at this time.
The feat of chasing the wind, coming from behind and surpassing eleven horses in a row, drew everyone's attention to it.
The arena that was originally supposed to be noisy became strangely silent at this moment. This tense and dramatic scene made everyone hold their breath, waiting for Zhui Feng to surpass him again.
The jockey, who was currently in the first place, seemed to feel the threat. He kept whipping the horse with his whip, almost leaning on the horse's back to reduce the resistance of the wind, and he was shouting, trying to motivate the horse.
final potential.
The horse was also fighting for its life, foaming at the mouth as it ran wildly. Although its limbs were still strong, its heavy snoring showed that it had exhausted all its strength.
"Half a horse's length, there are still fifty meters left. Horse No. 12 has really caught up. It's only half a horse's length away. God, let's see how graceful that horse's movements are. It's
It’s like a dance master, interpreting power and beauty on the runway!”
This commentator really has some level of commentary. His words made everyone in the audience feel that chasing the wind was really like dancing. His strong and graceful figure drew a beautiful scenery line on the runway.
"Go over, go over!" Qin Haoran had already stood up from the sofa, holding a telescope and locking Zhui Feng.
"How could this happen? It...how could it run so fast???"
In another box, Dr. Shu Wen was also dumbfounded. The game that he originally thought was a foregone conclusion suddenly became confusing.
Moreover, with Zhuifeng's current momentum, it is simply unstoppable. The horse in front is already showing signs of fatigue. As long as Zhuifeng persists for a few more seconds, the first place will be his.
"It's passed, it's been passed, my God, what did we see? A horse that rushed over the hurdle late, completed a desperate counterattack!"
When Chai Feng overtook the first-place horse, the whole field suddenly became excited. This was not only an upset, but also a huge upset.
All qualified people were checking Zhuifeng's information on the electronic screen in front of them. The championship... seemed to be a foregone conclusion.
"No, horse number 12 has slowed down, and horse number 3 is keeping pace with it. What's wrong? What happened? Is it because it's exhausted?"
The commentator's voice drew everyone's attention back to the field, but when they looked over, the two horses had already crossed the finish line.
"What happened in the end? Well, I want to know like everyone else, who won the championship?"
At the last moment, no one could see clearly who crossed the finish line first. In everyone's mind, it seemed like two horses rushed across together. Who came first and who came last would be determined by electronic cameras.
“Horse No. 12 seemed to have a physical problem in the final stage, otherwise he could easily win given his condition...
Oh, it is really weak, we all saw it, it has knelt on the ground, and its knight also got off the horse, my God...why is this knight so strong?"
While waiting for the results to be announced, the commentator still focused on Zhuifeng, because no matter whether Zhuifeng lost or won today, he was already famous.
The commentator's words also made everyone in the audience focus on Timur for the first time. As expected, this jockey was so burly that he could compete with a wrestler.
