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Chrysanthemum cup!

As soon as I thought of this name, Lu Xiancheng couldn't help but want to have fun, but it was just a pleasure, this game started at four o'clock, but there was a big hit with his own planing knife, 1200m grass, which is also the specialty of the planing knife.

As for the victory or defeat, Lu Xiancheng is already confident! How can a horse without even a star compare with a golden-crowned horse that is in a good mental state, in the words of a popular saying now, winning is sprinkling water!

What made Lu Xiancheng enthusiastic was the next third game, the Dragon and Tiger Grand Prix, the 2+ game, how Piri Yangqiu's table was.

Over the past few days, everyone in the stable, including Gao Ren, wanted to find out what caused this thing to suddenly run with the head horse in that amazing game, but so far no one has found the reason, but everyone knows that Piri Yangqiu's goods can run very fast, and even can use long-distance as a short-distance bastard horse.

"Hey, there's only ten horses! You know, this is a Grade 3! Lu Xiancheng looked at the whole game, Fang Zhi reported ten horses, and immediately opened his mouth to ask Du Guohao who was standing on the side.

Du Guohao put down the binoculars in his hand: "A few horse owners who felt that there was little hope did not participate, and as for the horse owners who were ranked below them, they were also interested in running, so it can be said that horse owners are becoming more and more realistic now!" ”。

Zhang Qiang said: "There is no hope of winning, why do you have to spend the entry fee, as well as the cost of hiring a jockey and so on to accompany you princes to study, or bring your own food!" ”。

"But it's just ten horses, and the scene is a little bit not good-looking, not as good as the previous twenty or so horses that went out of the gate side by side," Zhu Zihua said.

Ye Yihong said: "Although the scene is not very good-looking, it cannot be denied that these horse owners are becoming more and more mature!" If those who can squeeze into CII in the past will never enter CII, and those who can enter CII will never enter CII, and now we all know that those who are at the bottom of CII will never have a good reputation as CII champions."

"My horse didn't participate this time, not because I'm afraid of your peeling knife!" Chai Xin explained: "My horse is sick, these two are a little bit abnormal."

"The more you explain, the more weak your heart is, the speed of his peeling knife, I'm a god, it's a bit against the sky, the speed of the last qualifying race, it's almost able to win this year's Takamatsunomiya Memorial in Japan, it's faster than the head horse, and it's a little slower."

Du Guohao said with a smile: "It's your horse that is out of the race, as long as you run this result, it's not that your horse may win."

"How's the gouder?" After Zhang Qiang asked, without waiting for Lu Xiancheng to answer, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the audience below who had already entered and said, "Listen, now everyone is calling!" ”。

Hearing Zhang Qiang say this, everyone in the VIP hall immediately held their breath, and sure enough, as soon as it quieted down, they heard someone in the audience shouting Da Hong, Da Hong! The whole shout could come together every time.

At this time, Lu Xiancheng saw that the peeling knife had passed through the entrance culvert and entered the grass road.

Today, it is Gu Changhe who is responsible for riding the planing knife, and this time Gu Changhe is much more relaxed, and he does not see the tension of the last time at all, at this time, he is standing on the stirrup and waving his hand to the audience from time to time.

When the staff let go of the hand holding the side cheek band, the peeling knife automatically sped up, stepping on the green grass with light steps, and the high head bent in a graceful curve, at this time the peeling knife was like a fiery red swan dancing gently on the surface of the infinite blue waves, so elegant and free.

Gu Changhe stretched out his palm and gently patted the neck of the planing knife, then took the reins, and when the planing knife turned around, he began to let it speed up a little more.

"How? I don't have to worry about being a crown jockey."

Just as Gu Changhe was about to turn his head to go to the gate, the voice of his teacher Lauren came from behind him.

As soon as Gu Changhe turned around, he saw that his teacher was riding on the back of the No. 2 foal in this field, although the No. 2 horse is not a hot horse, but the speed is not slow, especially because of the spirit disease, that is to say, if the performance is good, this horse can run very well, if the performance is not good, it is to catch the goods of the big car, and the level fluctuates.

"How did you know this big flower?" Gu Changhe said puzzled.

Lauren laughs, "I think it's good, so I chose it."

For Lauren, riding is certainly a part of the money, but it is not just as simple as making money, if he is asked to ride a peeling knife, Lauren is naturally willing, but in addition to the peeling knife, Lauren's favorite horse is this racing horse named Daminghua.

The two chatted for a couple of sentences, and then they separated to prepare for the race, and the track was not a place for the two to chat. This time I met the teacher like this, but when I met Mark again, Mark didn't provoke like last time, but it doesn't mean that the relationship between the two is good, in fact, the two have now changed from provocative to not talking, ignoring each other.

As soon as the other party did not save zài, each rode his horse and looked ahead, ready to enter the gate.

Today's planing knife is the outermost side, running long distances or races with curves, this position may be a little worse, because when you run, you have to cut to the inner line, but this is 1200m, it is directly a big straight, and there are only ten horses in total, and there is not a horse on the left side of the peeling knife, which is a large gap is very suitable for the play of the peeling knife.

After the warm-up, the horses entered the gate one after another.

Although Gu Changhe was not as nervous as last time, he was still like last time, holding the reins in his hand, hooking the mane of the peeling knife with his fingers, and spinning lightly.

Turning his head, through the goggles, Gu Changhe saw the white jockey on his right hand, this white jockey was not very old, at most twenty years old, and now he was stretching out his hand to make a cross on his chest, probably begging God to bless him to win.

At this time, the jockey was very focused, with a little sacredness in his face, Gu Changhe felt that it was like his habit now, using his fingers to beat the horse's mane, although Gu Changhe was an atheist, but he believed that doing so would bring him good luck, of course, this practice was not without failure, but Gu Changhe just believed, or he just wanted himself to believe this, doing so could bring good luck to himself.

Turning his head slightly, he found that the elevator had slowly risen to the top, Gu Changhe took off his goggles and stuck them on his eyes, calmed down and stared intently ahead.

And at this time, Gu Changhe's ears could still hear bursts of shouts around him from time to time: Big red! Red!

Directly in front of Gu Changhe, the two gates were tightly closed, who didn't know if the gate would open in the next second, or two seconds, or longer, but all the jockeys were focused at this moment, waiting for the moment when the gate opened, and the light outside the gate appeared in front of their eyes.

Syllable!

With an ordinary soft sound, Gu Changhe felt that his eyes lit up, and the planing knife skin rushed out of the gate in an instant. At the same time, Gu Changhe felt that the most primitive ** in his heart burst out all at once, and the desire for victory rushed towards the front with the sound of the wind in his ears.

As all the horses exited, Fang Zhi's cannon-like voice rang out again.

"The floodgates open, the game begins!"

"The leader is now the first favorite in this field, the peeling knife, it is the big red that everyone shouts, the big red started quickly, I haven't seen much in a flash, it has floated out, and firmly occupies the leading position, the second place is in the inner road of the big Ming flower, compared to the third red god of war it is faster than a horse nose position, almost can't say who is the third, the fourth place is the Bigfoot ......."

"Big red, big red! Now he was already accelerating, it was fast on the outer circle, and the distance to the second place was quickly opened at a speed that was clear to the naked eye, and it seemed that no horse could threaten it. The second place is now Bigfoot, and the big flower that is following behind is flashing outward, trying to leave the herd and cut to the outside road......".

As the speed of the peeling knife increased, and the distance from the second place became larger and larger, the enthusiasm of the audience also increased.

The cheers in the sky: "Big red!" Come on! Red! Come on! ”

"Now the top three are, Da Hong, Bigfoot and Da Ming Hua, the big word is very good today, and now Da Hong is already two and a half positions ahead, it seems that no one can shake its leading position, and the stretch of the non-palm of the horse is ,...... to run in the dust," Fang Zhi said.

Seeing the gouge knife running like this, Lu Xiancheng's last little bit of heart was also put back in his stomach, it can be said that for now, the only problem left for the peeling knife is how many horses are the distance to win the second place.

For more than a minute of the race, even Fang Zhi's speed can't say much, not to mention that this product is almost every sentence must mention the peeling knife, and the current forcing of the peeling knife is also worth mentioning Fang Zhi, the entire distance of 1200 is almost in the process of non-stop acceleration, the moment he crossed the finish line, he directly threw off the second place and almost seven and a half horses.

When the results were reported, even Lu Xiancheng was taken aback, 1:06:8. However, after being shocked for a while, it felt normal, after all, the gouge knife was a mature golden-crowned horse.

Golden Crowned Horse, Golden Crowned Horse, Golden Crowned Horse, the important thing is to say things three times!

And now in the field, the scratch cards in the sky are in the red, and in the shouts of the big red, it is like a rain of scratch cards in the sky, and they are thrown into the sky by the horse fans in a daze, and then they fall again.

Zhang Qiang looked at the time displayed on the big scoreboard, sighed and said, "Who is willing to run with you in this result!" ”。

"You can grab the second place, you see that the competition for the second place is not very fierce," Lu Xiancheng happily looked at the pair of Gu Changhe and the peeling knife who were closing the field below.

"Shameless, shameless!" Zhu Zihua said: "You got such a strong horse in such a level of competition, did you say it was interesting?" ”。

Everyone feels a little desperate now, as soon as this result comes out, almost at the current level, let alone sweeping, directly other horses are abused goods to do stepping up, a total of 1200m of the game, for the horses is almost 100 meters, a minute out of a little head to run, was thrown off seven or eight horses, this shame was thrown to grandma's house, can only show that everyone is not on a horizontal line.

Lu Xiancheng heard this and said with a smile: "Look at how enthusiastic the audience is, for now, which horse can do this!" The cutter is the star horse of our racetrack! ”。

Speaking of this, Lu Xiancheng stretched out his hand and pointed down, that is, now, the peeling knife is ready to leave, and the audience at the scene is shouting loudly and red, red.

"This is not only abusive, but also a little abusive, it is estimated that after this race, it will be a great blessing to have ten horses willing to run with you in the next race," Ye Yihong said.

It's impossible to say anything about a horse who can run into a minute and seven seconds in 1200m, and this state is not a game or two, it seems that this is a posture of preparing to sweep the domestic short distance. This thing can indeed make the horse owner Lu Xiancheng happy, but other horse owners are not small, they like to spend money to be abused when they have nothing to do, and even if they are abused, they can't find Lao Lu, a rough man with five big and three thick, everyone is rich, and it is not more emotional to find a beautiful girl to shake the whip!

You run a minute or two, everyone thinks there is still hope, run a minute and six, where do you go to gamble on a horse of this speed! This thing has to look not only at the eyes but also at the face, and it is estimated that the face length cannot have this luxury without Ma Da. Everyone understands this truth, so now a few people think that the planer should be retired early and go to breeding.

Of course, it is beneficial for everyone to breed, such a well-known horse picks a good mare, in case he gets a bull fork, it will turn Lu Xiancheng's solo music into a public joy in a while.

"Confucius said that solitude is not a good thing!" Zhang Qiang said.

"Let him run a few more races, I'm not enjoying it yet!" Lu Xiancheng said.

Du Guohao said: "I think it's better to let it run a few more races, it's a bit unreasonable for such a good horse to retire early!" And the audience also likes it, the first star horse of our racecourse! ”

"Actually, if you really want to have fun, you should go to Japan to watch your good opera competition, and the level of other people is also high. I heard that your good opera horse has won five consecutive victories, from its appearance to the present undefeated, Gaoyue has won the prize, how to prepare for the invincible triple crown! I don't know how you kid is so lucky, both of them are one out of ten thousand horses," Geng Haiwen said.

Lu Xiancheng said with a smile: "It's fate, what can you do for me!" ”。

The good opera that stayed in Japan can now be said to be in the limelight, and the original good opera Lu Xiancheng doesn't know, but the good opera on his side has not been defeated so far, and it is indeed an abnormal scenery.

With this achievement, countless Japanese gentlemen have been competing for bids, but Lu Xiancheng is no longer the kid who had no surplus food in his hands before, and now the old Lu Bing has enough food, and he has no intention of doing a good opera at all, and he still wants to make him earn a few more years.

You must know that a good opera won a prize of 100 million yen just for a Gao Yue reward, which is almost more than 9 million yuan, isn't it stupid to have a good opera!

Now Lao Lu is called a spring breeze proud! (To be continued.) )