In the stable, Qiu Gang was making the final preparations, and the competition was about to begin, he finally checked the physical condition of the barking knife, and touched the horse's joints like a rubber, and felt that there was no problem and began to wrap the horse with a bandage, holding the blue bandage roll around and carefully and strictly according to the requirements.

It took about ten minutes for Qiu Gang to wrap the leggings of the peeling knife and carefully inspect it again, and as soon as he stood up, he saw Gu Changhe, who was already a jockey, coming over.

Today, Gu Changhe has changed into a yellow star-striped shirt with a blue background that represents the stable, shiny black leather boots on his feet, white leggings, a horsewhip in his left hand, and a hat with the stable logo on his head, and goggles are now wearing on the hat.

Gu Changhe, who was dressed in new clothes, looked twice as energetic today as usual, and he had completely lost his usual rustic atmosphere.

"How?" Gu Changhe walked to Qiu Gang's side and asked, then stretched out his hand and gently stroked the neck of the peeling knife, feeling the smooth silky skin of the peeling knife.

"No problem, the boss told you about tactics?" Qiu Gang turned around, walked to the saddle frame, picked up the saddle, and began to prepare the saddle, chatting with Gu Changhe while preparing the saddle. It's just that the current saddle is only placed on the horse's back, and there is no belly strap or anything like that.

For Gu Changhe, Qiu Gang is now full of envy, before it has been a year, the stable actually sent Gu Changhe to race, and now all the students in the entire training class are added together, Gu Changhe is also the first, and he is also riding a horse that can win the championship at the C1 level, it is impossible not to envy it.

Even if you don't mention any honors or anything like that, let's raise money, how much is five percent of the bonus, almost hundreds of thousands, more than a minute and hundreds of thousands? Who doesn't want to come out of the training class now! Everybody just needs to come across. Now the first sentence of the past few days was: Lao Gu is playing in the Golden Crown?

But Qiu Gang knew that aside from the difference in careers between the two, Gu Changhe had to work several times harder than himself, and it was this kind of hard work and calm and thoughtful personality that allowed Gu Changhe to win the trust of his boss Gao Ren, so he moved **oss and got the opportunity to appear this time.

Qiu Gang knew he wanted to train horses. At least seven or eight years is required, and as far as a trainer is concerned, very few owners will hand over their horses to a trainer who is less than thirty years old, and age is almost directly proportional to chance and fame for a trainer. In Qiu Gang's opinion, the jockey industry is really too hard, fortunately he didn't do this business, and he couldn't eat all day long, and his life was a little miserable.

"Said it!" Gu Changhe gently hugged the head of the peeling knife and put his forehead on the forehead of the peeling knife. Then he left it on for thirty seconds, then let it go, and stroked the side cheek of the peeler with his hand.

Participating in the C1 competition for the first time, Gu Changhe was naturally nervous, but Gu Changhe knew that he couldn't show himself too much, which was a very detrimental thing for a jockey.

Gu Changhe also knows that this is his opportunity, if the table is unsatisfactory, then the next time he participates in C1, he will not know that it will be the Year of the Monkey. When others saw the bonus after winning, Gu Changhe forced himself not to think about the hundreds of thousands. It's about focusing your mind on the game.

In order to adjust today's state, Gu Changhe forced himself to lie on the bed at eight o'clock last night, although he didn't fall asleep until twelve o'clock, but today Gu Changhe felt that the effect was good so far.

"Run! Everyone always cheers for you" Qiu Gang prepared the saddle, heard the sound of preparation from the staff not far away, and began to install earplugs for the peeling knife after saying a word.

After this qiē is done. Qiu Gang clapped his hands: "Let's go!" ”。

The two led the horse left and right to the final checkpoint of the staff, and after checking the testimony, Gu Changhe stood on the automatic weighing scale under the guidance of the staff.

"Forty-five kilograms!" The staff immediately reported Gu Changhe's weight, and gave Gu Changhe a thumbs up.

The staff next to him heard forty-five kilograms and skillfully wrote down the weight. After waiting for Gu Changhe to get off the scales, Qiu Gang and the staff put the harness on it again, and after the total weight was obtained, the staff took out the lead block for the weight from the weight cabinet behind him and put it in the pocket on the horse mat.

The Gushan Horse Club practices a flat weight race, which means to put it bluntly that all horses carry the same weight in the race.

If the horse and the horse are raced together, the weight of the horse will be slightly lighter, which means that all the stallions in a race will carry the same weight, and the mares will also carry the same weight, but the weight will be lighter than that of the stallions.

"Ninety pounds! You're doing a great job of keeping your weight! The staff looked at Gu Changhe and praised him, and then made a fist gesture to the peeling knife standing behind the two honestly: "Come on!" ”。

For the horse of the gouging knife, there are few people who often come to watch the game don't know, because almost every time Fang Zhi comes out to ridicule it, the good and the bad anyway, although the results of the previous races are not very good, but Fang Zhi is pulling it around, so that the reputation of the gouge knife comes out.

Gu Changhe smiled at the staff, and then helped Qiu Gang put the sweat pad and prepare the saddle together, and after taking care of this qiē, he led the horse into the event venue in front of the appearance circle.

As soon as he entered, Qiu Gang motioned for Gu Changhe to get on the horse, Gu Changhe nodded here, grabbed the two ends of the saddle with both hands, and bent his left leg to ninety degrees.

As soon as Qiu stretched out his hand to support it, Gu Changhe borrowed it and turned it onto the horse, and squatted steadily on the horse's back.

Qiu Gang led the horse and began to slowly circle around the event venue, waiting to enter the appearance circle.

At this time, in the racecourse, the whole set of first-class race mode has been launched, and after the national flag and white horse are finished in high style as the Gushan Cup, all the participating horses can enter the debut circle.

The two of them were waiting to enter the appearance circle, and Gao Ren ran in again, grabbed the side reins of the peeling knife, and raised his face to Gu Changhe again.

"Pay attention to number four, if you are on the inside of him at the start, run diagonally, try to run out of space, take the lead first, and when it comes to the lead, you should pay attention to the situation around you. If the speed is fast, you have to control it, but you must bring up the pace to ensure that you consume their body as much as possible in the early stage......"

Gao Ren abruptly repeated the previous words in English.

Gu Changhe listened honestly, and did not have any impatience because the old man had already said it to him four or five times, but listened very attentively.

While listening, he was still demonstrating the situation in his mind, and his subconscious body began to make the essentials. This kind of is almost a reflex, such a fast horse, a little hesitation is a matter of life, even if it is not about life, but also about their own future, it really can't be sloppy.

"Do you remember them all?" Gao Ren asked after speaking.

Gu Changhe nodded vigorously: "Hmm! Then he relayed the gist of the whole sentence.

Gao Ren is really indescribably satisfied with Gu Changhe's attitude, in Gao Ren's opinion, Gu Changhe, this young man, has brains and strong self-discipline. What's even more rare is that this child has always been looking for knowledge by himself, with such a talent and a strong desire for knowledge, Gao Ren feels that Gu Changhe's future is bright.

And Gao Ren is also willing to give such a chair a chance, although this opportunity is a bit big!

"Well, go ahead!" Hearing the staff's notice to prepare for admission, Gao Ren gently patted the fat butt of the scaler knife.

Qiu Gang took the reins by the side, walked to the entrance and lined up, and stood in the position where he should have given up. A staff member came up and took the side reins.

The peeling knife is quiet now. Not overly excited or lazy, just standing quietly with the horse's head held high, motionless like a statue.

"I just like to pull a horse like a cutter, and I don't make any trouble at all!" The staff who guided the entrance looked ahead, and the No. 6 horse, who couldn't hold the side reins of the two people, said.

Listening to the staff's words, Gu Changhe stretched out his hand and gently patted the neck of the peeling knife. It has to be said that the gouver is a quiet horse for Pete. It seems to know when he should do something, he doesn't have the fiery temper of other stallions, and if he is slightly unsatisfactory, he kicks the stall and neighs himself, and the planer is quiet like a girl most of the time, eating grass and drinking water and then completing his training with quality and quantity. It's like a good student in school.

But when it came to the field, the peeling knife seemed to have changed suddenly, and the desire to win was very strong, that is, when every time I lost in the past, I could see the peeling knife snorting after the race, and snorting the track with its own hooves, as if expressing its frustration.

"It's in!" The staff said softly in the ear of the peeling knife, completely ignoring the fact that the peeling has also added earplugs, and after speaking, he took the peeling knife and walked to the appearance circle.

"Sharel!"

As soon as he stepped into the appearance circle, Gu Changhe heard the horse fans around the appearance circle calling the name of the peeling knife, so he raised his hand and waved his hand a little stiffly to greet the horse fans.

Enjoying this kind of treatment for the first time made Gu Changhe a little uncomfortable, knowing that it was a completely different idea from what you felt, Gu Changhe was originally an introvert, and he had to wave to people in response to the eyes of so many people, which made Gu Changhe even more nervous.

After a circle around Liangxiang, he was ready to enter.

Entrance is via an underground passage, which is about 30 meters long and is used to connect the racecourse to the stables.

The staff took the reins of the peeling knife and saw that the horse in front of him was about to leave the aisle, so he led the peeling knife inside.

It was not the first time that Gu Changhe had ridden a horse through this aisle, but this time it gave him a completely different feeling, this time after entering the aisle, he seemed to feel colder than before, and Gu Changhe suddenly felt that the bright exit in front of him was also smaller than usual.

The exit is getting bigger and bigger, and the sound outside the field is getting clearer and clearer into Gu Changhe's ears.

Fang Zhi's voice rose throughout the arena: "What is going to enter now is the planing-skin-knife!" ”。 As Fang Zhi's words fell, the entire racecourse suddenly burst into cheers.

At this moment, Gu Changhe and the planer knife walked out of the passage at the same time and stood in the sun.

With the cheers of the audience, Gu Changhe felt that he had heard his heartbeat, poof! Poof! Poof! Almost out of my heart.

"Except for one person, all of them, including me, have looked away, and now every time I see it on the track, I feel that my previous eyes are not blind, from an old horse who can even run in qualifying, to now ranking third in the whole speed, the progress of the peeling knife can be said to be ...... rapidly" Fang Zhi has changed his joke on the peeling sentence, and he has to laugh at himself every time he appears.

At Fang Zhilu's time, the peeling knife stepped into the track.

As soon as they entered the track, the staff let go of their hands and said, "Go!" ”。 Signaling that Gu Changhe could warm up.

Gu Changhe retracted his mind, nodded to the staff, and began to warm up with the reins lightly.

"Hey! Boy, be careful, I'll show you the colors."

At this time, Gu Changhe heard a strange Chinese voice, and turned his head to find Mark who was riding the No. 3 horse, who is now the most skilled jockey of the Gushan Jockey Club, and the first batch of American jockeys to enter China to eat mixed rice, and is now ranked No. 1 in the Gushan Jockey Club.

Mark is now very unhappy with Gu Changhe, a novice, because originally Mark wanted to ride a peeling knife, but suddenly killed Gu Changhe to grab the position, which is not about honor, but also about wallet, Mark is naturally a little unhappy.

Of course, no one cares about Mark's upset! Gao Ren won't care, Gu Changhe won't care, as for Lu Xiancheng? I don't even know who Mark is, and I can't even say that I care. Besides, Mark is a contracted jockey of the Jockey Club, and Lu Xiancheng is the boss, but Gu Changhe is the jockey of Pglinton's stables, and it is not clear who is far away and who is close.

As for who rode the peeling knife, when Gao Ren proposed Gu Changhe, Lu Xiancheng didn't insist too much, and Lao Lu thought in his heart that this was a golden-crowned horse, and a fool could also do something by riding.

Domestic running gold crown horse, Lao Lu thinks it's not bad to use it to train newcomers, anyway, it's too much of a loss to run the gold crown in China!

Gu Changhe was not in the mood to respond to Mark's provocation, so he turned his face and continued his warm-up.

After trotting for a distance, Gu Changhe arrived at the door of his gate and prepared to enter the gate.

The entrance gate was very smooth, and the small space did not make the gouge knife have any hesitation, when the reins came to the jockey's order, the gouger walked in with a steady pace, almost the staff did not help, just wait for the peeling knife to come in and close the door.

Entering the gate, Gu Changhe turned his head slightly, looked at the jockey who was now entering the gate, and then took his gaze back and focused on his front. (To be continued.) )