After sending off the noble lady and the others. Qian Jiayi rubbed his hands and said with an embarrassed expression: "I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry, it's because I didn't do my job well." ”

"No, you did a good job and let us see a wonderful scene." Louise teased Qian Chiayi.

After saying hello to the Secretary for Security, Liang Qishan, the Commissioner of Police, Li Ji, and the division commander, they went out.

It wasn't long before a man with a briefcase walked in outside the door. The man was in his 60s, with a straight suit and a layer of hairspray on his thinning hair.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, when something like this happens, it's because we didn't do our job well, Wanghaihan." The man hooked his waist and confessed his mistake.

"Who is this?" The division commander asked.

"This is the Fang boss of our horse farm." Qian Jiayi introduced.

I have to say that Boss Ma's vision is extremely accurate, and he can see among everyone that it is Master Zhao who is in charge.

"Leader, please forgive us for slacking off in our work, Wanghaihan." Boss Fang touched his head and looked apologetic.

"Forget it, there was no commotion. Don't take it personally. The teacher waved his hand generously.

"Thank you, thank you!" Boss Fang bowed down and thanked him.

He knew in his heart that if he offended these people, he might be unlucky.

"That............ That ......" Boss Fang looked back and forth at the division commander and the others.

"What's that, if you have something to say!" The division commander couldn't see his twisting appearance, and raised his voice and said.

"What about Willow Hero? I want to shake his hand. Boss Fang said shyly, "And I want an autograph?" ”

"Isn't this far away in front of you?" Lan Ting said.

Boss Fang was stunned for a moment, "Far away, close in front of you?" ”

Boss Fang looked at everyone again......

Where are the people of Liu Hero? Just kidding me! Boss Fang thought so.

At this moment, Liu Wuyao walked over, stretched out his hand, smiled slightly and said, "Hello! ”

Boss Fang didn't know who it was, but the people who could be in this room were not ordinary people, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Hello." Hello! ”

"Do you have a pen or a notebook?" Liu Wuyao asked.

"Yes, yes!" Boss Fang took out a gold pen and a leather book from his briefcase.

"Sign here, no problem, right?" Liu Wuyao pointed to the title page of the cowhide book and said.

"Huh? What the? "Boss Fang didn't understand.

"Didn't you ask for my autograph?"

Boss Fang was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He looked at Liu Wuyao: "You, you are Liu Yingying?" ”

"Yes!" Liu Wuyao revealed his identity.

Boss Fang was dumbfounded.

"It's makeup." Zhang Lili said, "The nose and hair are all fake. ”

Boss Fang lost his voice: "Oh." As soon as you say that, listen to the voice of Liu Yingying, this disguised ......"

"Disguise?" Zhang Lili's voice increased a little.

"Oh, no, no, it's the beauty of makeup."

Boss Fang opened a few famous wines and toasted with the teacher and others.

Liu Wuyao didn't drink, his attention was on the horse farm. Through the large glass of the VIP room, Liu Wuyao felt that it was not so real. And you can only feel the appearance of the horse, but you can't see through the heart. In other words, Liu Wuyao's reception of Ma's mind is limited by distance, which is like a walkie-talkie, limited by distance.

"Commander, I'll go to the stand. Look. "Liu Wuyao is going to the crowded stands.

"Isn't it clear what you feel from a distance?" The division commander asked.

"There's a little bit I want to get closer and feel it."

"Well, it was originally planned, and the people from the Einsatzgruppen are all in the stands, so you can rest assured."

"Commander, there's actually no need for that, as if someone is trying to assassinate me." Liu Wuyao said lightly.

"Anything you know, anything is possible."

"Okay!"

"Yes, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years." Lan Ting said.

"I, Master Batu, Master Yue Buping, Ma Bufang, and Liu Wuyao went to see the stand. The rest of you stay here. "The division commander gave instructions.

"Commander, I'm going too." Xiaowei said coquettishly.

"No, stay here."

"Cut!" Vigilly stuck out her tongue.

The division commander led Liu Wuyao and the others away, and Boss Fang and Qian Jiayi followed behind.

"That. Boss Fang, Director Qian, just stop, your company is too dazzling. ”

didn't choose to let Boss Fang accompany him at the beginning, also because his identity was too dazzling. The owner of the horse farm is not an ordinary person, if he accompanies others, before and after the saddle. That's going to be eye-catching. That's why I chose Qian Jiayi, who usually doesn't show his face much.

When they arrived at the stands, the crowd was bustling and excited.

"Bad luck, try to lose again (bad luck, lose again)."

"The number 11 racer is too weak (the number 11 racer is too weak. ）”

"Bet on No. 10 in the next round, one loses four."

……

All sorts of people come here with the intention of winning.

When the Einsatzgruppen saw Liu Wuyao coming out, they began to be on guard, and at the same time, the people occupying seats in the front row made room for Liu Wuyao to come in.

After Liu Wuyao sat down, he felt an atmosphere of resistance.

The track is green and grassy, and the track is scrambling.

Seeing this kind of scene, Liu Wuyao remembered a sentence: The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

Horse racing is instilled with a sense of competition from an early age, and begins to compete after the age of two, generally retiring around the age of eight, and when retiring, they are often injured, just like many football and basketball players, and there will be a lot of injuries on their bodies.

Feeling the horse race up close, Liu Wuyao heard it clearly - every horse was shouting.

More than that.

More than that.

I'm going to win the game.

I'm going to take the crown.

This is the voice of the horse race in the race, Liu Wuyao is a little sad, the horse racing here is very different from the horse on the grassland.

The horses on the grassland are free, free, unrestrained, without so many constraints, and do not have to bear the dreams of everyone to dig gold, not fettered by fame and fortune, but only want to go to the end of the world with their masters.

"Compared with the horses on the grassland, does the horse race have a feeling of exhaustion?" Tuba asked lightly.

"Not exactly, there's a kind of honor mixed in there."

Every racehorse has its own sense of pride. They are noble and persevering.

"If you have the ability to ride a horse, can you tell who will win this race?" Batu asked.

The most intuitive way to judge a racehorse's physical condition is to start with the neck and shoulders to see if these parts are strong. In addition, it is important to have a balanced distribution of the limbs and lower back.

But the most important thing is the "psychological element".

In an event, there may only be 10 spectators, and it will be deserted; There may also be 20,000 spectators, and the psychology of horse racing will also fluctuate a lot. If a horse is overly excited before the start of the race, it is very difficult for them to behave well in the race.

When Liu Wuyao wanted to know, the "horse classic" (Wilwalton's red chromosome gene) in his body was telling him.

"It depends on which horse's psychological quality is excellent."

"Not bad!" Batu smiled.

Liu Wuyao raised his eyes and felt that the heart of the gray horse in eighth place at this time was more stable, and its fighting spirit was more vigorous, and it cooperated with the rider in perfect harmony.

"I think the horse race, which is now in eighth place, will win."

"Oh? Let's wait and see! Batu said. (To be continued.) )