As the saying goes: Enemies often meet in a narrow road!
As the saying goes, it goes even better: When a love rival meets, he becomes extremely jealous!
By coincidence, they met Prince Qatar at the livestock farm.
In an instant, the male colleague named Hassan was ruthlessly killed again.
However, the fierce battle between Wuyou and his love rival has just begun!
The prince still remembered the last time he sent flowers, and he also remembered more things. It turned out that they had met before at the graduation show.
But it was just a quick glance at the time, and he didn't pay attention because on the day of the graduation show, all his attention was on the catwalk. Later, the mask incident happened, and he had no time to pay attention to anything else.
However, when Wuyou went to deliver flowers that night, he felt that he looked familiar, but he did not remember who he was for a while. Moreover, he said that he was the guest room manager of the hotel, and he looked upright and did not wear anything.
No, there is a sense of elegance in every gesture, and he is indeed more than qualified for the position of room manager.
What left him even more distracted was the "confession" he said to him next. Although he was a national idol, there were not many people who really dared to confess to him in person, and he was still a man!
He admitted that he was indeed a little surprised at the time. Although he was not confused, he did not make a more accurate judgment.
Later, it was because of Madoka's emotional changes that he felt something was wrong, but since he didn't understand Chinese, he couldn't tell specifically what it was.
But now, he understands clearly!
"Mr. Qi, long time no see!"
Wuyou raised the corners of his mouth, half-smiling, "Good evening, Your Highness!"
The two of them reached out their hands at the same time and shook each other's hands hard. They both wanted to crush each other's fingers.
The competition is about to begin!
The most famous thing in al shaqab livestock farm is of course the horse racing. This place belongs to the emir chief, and the prince naturally has the absolute right to use it, so he ordered someone to bring out the best horse in the stable - the sweaty horse.
One is black, the other is maroon, both are pure colors without any impurities.
As soon as the two horses appeared on the stage, everyone was amazed.
The origin of the sweat-blooded horse is Turkmenistan. It is recorded in historical records that Zhang Qian went out to the Western Regions and returned and said: "There are many good horses in the Western Regions, and the horses sweat the blood."
In Turkmenistan, the number of sweat horses is only about 2,000, and it is a national treasure. Its image is drawn in the center of the country's national emblem.
Therefore, although the sweat horses have long been famous around the world, their number is too small and extremely precious, so they cannot be seen in ordinary stables, and these two horses are the best among sweat horses.
It is about 1.5 meters tall, with a plump and graceful body, slender limbs, thin skin and thin hair, and a light and elegant pace. This is complemented by a high and curved neck, which outlines the unique perfect curves of the sweat horse.
Wuyou has a jockey's license and has seen many good horses, but these two horses are really good, so he did not hesitate to praise them, "Good horses!"
The prince accepted the compliment and then handed him the choice, "You choose first."
Wuyou touched his chin, observed for a moment, and said playfully, "Actually, the two horses are equally matched, but Chinese people like red, which represents happiness, so I choose the red one!"
The stable boy handed him the reins.
Wuyou thanked him and took the reins, but he was not in a hurry to ride.
"Your Highness, it's rare to see a bloody horse. Why don't you give everyone a little more time to appreciate it?"
As we all know, the speed of the sweat-blooded BMW is extremely fast. In ancient literary works, the sweat-blooded BMW "travels a thousand miles in a day and eight hundred miles in a night."
According to calculations, it only takes 1 minute and 7 seconds for the sweaty BMW to run 1,000 meters on flat ground.
The speed is too fast, so it disappears in a blink of an eye, so it’s definitely not enjoyable to watch.
"Okay, then let's compete in dressage and let everyone watch for a while." The prince agreed.
In fact, he knew that Wuyou was deliberately increasing the difficulty.
Dressage, also known as synchronized riding or horse racing, is an Olympic event. The Olympic equestrian competitions are divided into dressage, jumping and three-day events. Dressage is the most focused event in every event.
Xiao Yuan couldn't help but worry, and reminded in a low voice, "Brother Wuyou, don't do it! It's very dangerous!"
In the Cataldo desert, people learn the skills of horseback riding and camel riding from an early age, and the prince is a world-famous expert. Why should he compete with others? It is obvious that he will suffer a loss!
"Don't worry, my skills are very good!" Wuyou said confidently.
Just talk about it, Wuyou soon appeared on the stage, and he appeared in full dress.
He wears a black wide-brimmed hat, a tuxedo, and high riding boots. Just in this outfit, he is already handsome.
Everyone's eyes were filled with admiration.
Madoka's heart was also pounding faster. She covered her chest with both hands and was extremely nervous. She was a hundred times more nervous than when she participated in the graduation show.
"Xiao Yuan, step back a little, let's stand behind the fence!" The colleague pulled her back.
She stayed behind, but she was standing in the first row of the spectator seats.
The dressage competition was held on a flat sandy ground 60 meters long and 20 meters wide. Wuyou rode a horse and slowly appeared on the stage accompanied by a melodious and soothing melody.
He was sitting on the horse, holding the reins with his white-gloved hands, with a high-spirited attitude. He also nodded and smiled at the people in the spectator seats. He was handsome in one word.
And when his eyes moved towards her, he blinked ambiguously.
Xiao Yuan couldn't help but roll her eyes. How long has it been since he still had such a leisurely attitude?
The competition officially begins. Wuyou controls the maroon horse and performs various movements on the field. The dance steps of the horse include changing running, walking backwards, changing directions, side steps, spinning, and advanced fancy riding, etc.
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All required actions must be completed within twelve minutes, which is comparable to the requirements of the Olympic finals!
And his performance was not inferior to that of Olympic champions, and he continuously completed various coherent and standardized movements.
During the entire riding process, people dress in costumes, horses perform dance steps, and people and horses become one, showing strength and beauty, tension and rhythm, coordination and unrestrainedness at the same time.
No matter how complex and changeable the movements are, both man and horse appear calm and graceful, showing the highest level of riding art.
"Oh my God! So handsome!" Colleagues started screaming, especially female colleagues.
Madoka couldn't help but be excited, it's really great!
Wuyou got off the horse and handed the reins to the boy. Everyone gathered around him, including Xiao Yuan. She even rushed to the front.
However, the young man had not led the horse far away at this time, and everyone swarmed in, frightening the horse.
The sweaty horse was very precious and noble. He had never encountered such a "crazy" atmosphere, so he roared and rushed towards the crowd as if frightened.
Xiao Yuan was the first to bear the brunt. The horse was taller than her when it stood up. She only felt a black shadow pressing down on her, and the huge horse's hooves were bigger than her face.
"Madoka..."
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