A few young men went to other areas in a gloomy way, and a group of racehorses entered the track under the tutelage of the jockey, and the first race began. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the people stood up nervously, holding up a piece of binoculars on the spot, these people all holding the betting slips in their hands, and they were involved in betting on horses.

Far away in many casinos in Oakleigh, the big screen is also broadcasting the upcoming game, and I don't know how many gamblers are looking at the screen expectantly, waiting for the results to be revealed.

In Sprint 3, there are no specific rules for a horse breed, but it must be healthy and at least 3 years old, have been trained, and have a standard training record.

It's no problem for Tuhao Jin, it's very healthy, it's obsessed with age, anyway, it can be as old as it is, as for training, it has been receiving very formal training in the first half of the year.

The horses that entered the entrance were like stars, and their appearance caused cheers one after another.

These horses are dressed in handsome clothes, saddle drawers, stirrups, belly straps, and water reins.

Without the disturbance of the angry youth, Wang Bo was more interested in watching Marseille, and he looked for the local tyrant Jin in the middle runway.

Among a group of tall horses, it is easiest to find the local tyrant gold, it is the shortest, the most supple and dazzling coat, and of course, the big long face with great characteristics.

A group of rich and handsome people stood up and rubbed the silk, Wang Bo felt a little sorry for the local tyrant gold, in order to win fame in horse racing, will this hurt the self-esteem of the local tyrant gold?

However, the local tyrant Jin definitely doesn't feel this way, it feels quite good about itself, and the self-confidence of this product is bursting at any time, which will be eager to try in the herd, and keep snorting left and right.

Wang Bo knew that the local tyrant Jin was spraying his opponents.

The audience also noticed the local tyrant gold, or they noticed the local tyrant gold first, after all, this guy's appearance is too domineering.

Not surprisingly, bursts of warm laughter broke out in the audience after discovering the local tyrant gold, and the discussion was endless:

"Hey, look at the eighth track, that horse looks so happy."

"A strange creature has slipped into the herd."

"Is that a horse? No, it's a donkey dyed with a golden retriever. ”

"This horse's legs are too short, haha, if it had a nickname, it would have been called 'Little Short Legs', because it was the shortest leg horse I've ever seen!"

Hearing a group of people laughing at the local tyrant Jin, Wang Bo was very unhappy, waving his arms and shouting: "Tuhao Jin, do it for me!" ”

The local tyrant Jin is crazy, because the distance is relatively far, it can't feel the malicious ridicule of everyone, and can only see people pointing at him everywhere in the audience.

It felt like an honor, and it held its head high and assumed a triumphant posture.

Twelve tracks, one of which was empty, began to call out for its appearance on the field radio: "Horse No. 2, please enter, Horse No. 2, Horse Gel Jordan, please enter......"

Similar to athletics, athletes and horses are disqualified if they do not appear after three call-ups.

Horse No. 2 was disqualified from the race.

Suddenly, a group of people at the scene couldn't care less about laughing at the local tyrant gold, waving the betting slip and starting to scold the mother.

"Gambling is risky, and you need to be cautious when betting." Wang Bo gloated.

In fact, many people bet with the nature of playing tickets, and the cheapest bet slip is only five yuan a piece, even if you lose, it is not much.

However, betting on a horse is not like other situations of spending money, and this disqualification and losing situation is very irritating, because there is a possibility that the horse could win the championship if it competes.

Regardless of the likelihood, since people bet on it, they believe it will win the championship and think it has the highest probability of winning.

The other horses have arrived, and the race is about to begin.

At the very front of the audience is the commentary booth, where someone is commenting on the horse race.

The first is to introduce the identity of the horses after they enter, Wang Bo listened to them, he didn't know enough about these horses, so these explanations were still useful to him:

"On track 3 is the top seed in this year's 1200m Group 3 race, and it is also a sharp vision that we are very familiar with, it has won two consecutive championships, and I don't know if it can become a triple crown ...... this year"

"Look at the position of No. 6, a flower horse is waiting for the start of the race with its head held high, it is the boiling police car. This grumpy guy is a ruthless character, and his record-breaking win at the Rookie Championship at the beginning of the year is the biggest obstacle to defending his title with Sharp Vision......

"And runway ten, ho, we saw that, right? The Turin Jazz guy is back, having suffered from illness for the past two years, but it is said that he is now back to health and will see if he can regain his title......"

"What's the matter with Sir Turin?" Wang Bo asked.

"The Torino Jazz are the kings of the third division, but unfortunately they withdrew from the competition two years ago due to a hip problem, and then they have won two consecutive championships with sharp vision. The duel between these two horses is the biggest topic of the day. ”

"No, the biggest topic of conversation is the challenge of the boiling police car to sharp vision, and the Torino Jazz have just recovered their health and they are going to return to domination in the field, so there is still a way to go." An old man next to him said.

"And what do you think of that little golden sun on Runway 8?" Wang Bo looked at the old man as if he was a senior horse racing fan, so he asked.

The old man smiled and said, "It's here to adjust the atmosphere of the game." ”

Wang Bo: "......",

The local tyrant Jin was really not favored, and the commentators even skipped him directly when commenting, and just briefly introduced Ma Long, saying that he was an old fighter in horse racing.

Wang Bo scolded dissatisfiedly and said, "Damn, the local tyrant gold will make you look good!" ”

The starter walked to the safety zone in front of the starting line, where the jockeys stood 20 meters behind the starting line with their horses and then turned over together.

The starter waved the flag and shouted, "Ready! ”

As soon as this command was given, the riders drove the horses under their crotches into the starting fence slowly.

When all the horses were ready, the starter waved the flag again, and the commentator shouted: "Run!" ”

The local tyrant Jin gave Wang Bo great confidence, just like in the previous training, it suddenly jumped out, still like a cannonball shot, the speed is amazing!

Wang Bo was just about to clap his hands and cheer, but the shrill whistle sounded, and the horses that were just about to run stopped one after another, and returned to the back of the fence under the instructions of the jockeys.

"Damn, it's not used to using the run-and-run net, it's running away." Hani said regretfully.

The commentator's voice also rang out: "Horse No. 8 has stolen its foot, poor kid, haha, obviously it's nervous, but we have to forgive it, after all, this is its first professional event." ”

(To be continued.) )