Lisa seemed shy in front of so many people, and she didn't relax until Patricia came in.

At first, Pa wanted to give Lisa a kiss, but when he saw that Berkeley was there, he immediately lowered his hands and politely stepped forward to shake hands with his uncle.

"Everybody will see, I will definitely get the championship back. ”

Berkeley laughed and said, "Young man, the crowd in the stands is not clear, but we do know, your horse is the Melbourne Cup champion Sonic Cat, and if you don't win the championship, you will fail." ”

After listening to Lisa's father's words, Pa sweated slightly on his forehead and smirked on the side.

Before the game began, Emperor Wu dragged Uncle Berkeley to another living room in the private room to give Pa and Lisa some time.

Emperor Wu was glad that his father-in-law was a perennial scientist and not a Basque horse rancher, otherwise it would have been enough for him to have a headache.

Greg and Berkeley had a brief intersection, and Emperor Wu discovered that Greg, who used to drink heavily in bars, had a really large social circle, and Mayor Brian was still his classmate.

Tex and Cheng Zhe competed in the lounge, and the two played hotly, and there was no winner or loser in the game, until the contestants entered.

Today's audience is not much, only two or three hundred people, and tickets for the third level are usually very cheap, about ten Australian dollars.

Some of the lesser-known Marseille are even open for free, and visitors from all over the world will be happy to go in and watch the games.

In the box, Emperor Wu ordered red wine and snacks. As the only lady in the room, Sandra and Lisa sat together.

Sandra is very friendly, no matter who she is, there will always be a sense of intimacy when you see her, maybe it's because of the brilliance of motherhood!

Before the game began, the men had already drunk two glasses, and everyone sat in a large circle around the table, and the contestants outside were gearing up.

There were no TV broadcasts, only a few small websites would broadcast text, and the atmosphere was a little deserted.

What's even more deserted is that half of Hengwei Racecourse is still under construction.

The live DJ or host worked very hard, inciteing the emotions of hundreds of spectators at the scene, leading them to start a crowd wave.

The fans at the scene were still very professional, and each rider would get a round of applause when they appeared on the stage.

Today's weather is not bad, suitable for a very sunny sport such as horse racing. In the soft sunlight, they are more like polite gentlemen in equestrian costumes.

Despite being a Tier 3 tournament, none of the players let up. It may be a slightly tedious, low-tech race for spectators, but for riders and horses, there's a good chance it's the first official race they'll be in.

The "Secretariat," a generation of proud horses in the United States, also started in this way. There is a possibility that the audience will witness the debut of a great racehorse.

"Racehorse No. 8, his name is Club J!"

There was a burst of cheers at the scene, especially in the box in the center, where the conference toasted each other, as if they had won the game.

Patricia, who has yellow hair, is heroic, straightens her waist and walks out with "Plum J" in tow.

"Who the hell is this mysterious rider, let's see, it turns out to be Lancelot, one of King Arthur's knights of the Round Table!"

This DJ is quite cultured, he knows King Arthur and Lancelot, I don't know if he knows the story of Lancelot and Queen Arthur.

The plum J in front of Patricia's black rider's suit sparkled and dazzling, echoing the logo on the sonic cat's head.

There was laughter from someone in the audience who thought the rider was there for an exhibition race, knowing that it was a race of speed, not pretty.

"Come on, Patricia, you're going to be the future Aussie Star!" After two glasses of red wine, Emperor Wu shouted excitedly.

Lisa looked at Pa excitedly, clasping her hands together and praying for her lover.

"If he had been a Basque, he would have been a good warrior, and you see him on horseback like a knight charging into battle. Uncle Berkeley nodded at the big screen, and he somewhat admired the boy who was pursuing his daughter, even though he was still childish.

"Lisa, don't complain that your father restricts you too much, you are my favorite daughter, I want you to be happy, understand?" Berkeley clasped his hands to his chest, very aura.

"Dude, you can actually relax and trust your daughter, believe in Lisa's vision, she is also an adult and will be responsible for her future. Emperor Wu said to him with a smile.

Uncle Berkeley was not the same as Hans's stubbornness, Berkeley would be very direct about what was in his head and ignore the others, while old Hans would think hard before deciding whether to say it or not.

Nine riders entered the compartment in front of the starting line, and the horses appeared restless.

Next to Patricia, the number seven horse was a little flustered, and he kept stomping his feet in front of him with his front hooves. And the number nine racehorse, who didn't even dare to get close to the sonic cat, wanted to get as far away as possible.

The riders of the two horses were helpless about this, and they did not know what the reason was, but they could only understand that the horses had been bitten by mosquitoes.

Emperor Wu in the private room was clear, he excused himself to go out and stood in the corridor outside to observe the situation in the infield.

He checked the three horses through Shennong's knowledge, the sonic cat was normal, because it had survived in the wild for a month, and it was usually free-range in the pasture, its blood flowed in its body, and it was even stronger than when it was in the Melbourne Cup.

Four months ago at Flemington Racecourse, the wild power of the Sonic Cat completely surrendered to the most popular "Royal Knight" and "Gold Ore".

And today, the wildness that flowed in the blood of the sonic cat was once again rendered to the surrounding racehorses, and the two horses next to them did not have much racing experience, they could not resist this barbarian-like invasion at all, and they had already conceded defeat before the fence was opened.

Look again at Club J and its rider Lancelot, with their heads held high and looking down on everything.

Returning to the track has brought back the feeling that Sonic Cat has not felt for a long time, it is a horse born to run, and the indomitable fighting spirit is burning in its body.

Patricia could feel that the sonic cat was different from usual, the blood in its body became surging, its nostrils were panting, and its whole body was trembling.

On the other side of the ocean, Clay Data & Information Company will not miss a single race, and their infrared remote sensing technology distributed in the corner of Hengwei Racecourse has detected this unusual scene.

"Oh no, God, it's just a level 3 game. Researcher Neil said.

Minister Randall looked at the extremely high heat map and remembered something, he turned around and said: "Adjust the value of last year's champion Sonic Cat to compare!"

It wasn't long before Neil let out a sigh, "Oh my God, it's back." ”

Hengwei Racecourse, which was in a semi-construction state, with a gunshot, nine fence gates were opened one after another, and nine racing horses of different origins rushed out.

"What? Seven's response is so slow?"

"Oh, what is his rider doing, ready to put on a tie before starting the race!"

The sparse audience began to cheer for the arrival of this minute and a half.