Unlike other sports, no matter how crazy it is off the track, it's calm inside the racetrack. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The local tyrant Jin stopped, still no one rushed into the field, in other sports at this time you can come to hug the winner, but the horse racing is not good, there are horses running behind, at this time rush in and be bumped in-

If you don't die, you're crippled, and if you don't die, you're crippled, and horses that can step on such a large race are very expensive, starting at at least a million.

Wang Bo hugged the people around him, and he won, and the local tyrant Jin won.

There is only one round of Speed Racing in the third grade, and the best twelve horses are on the track, and of course there is a entry fee for these horses.

This is also the difference between horse racing and other sports, such as boxing, fighting and other competitions, where athletes have an appearance fee.

Horse racing is subject to the payment of an entry fee, but the entry fee for this three-level speed race is not high, only a little more than 10,000 yuan.

The prize money is not high, a total of 800,000 yuan, which is quite small for a competition with tens of millions of prize money at every turn.

However, Wang Bo made a lot of money this time, and he bet a lot of money on the local tyrant gold, and the victory of the local tyrant gold can bring him tens of millions of income.

This made him very satisfied, and when chatting with a group of people, he said: "I thought the organizer would cheat, but after buying more than one million yuan on the local tyrant gold just now, I was really worried that they would do something." ”

Hani smiled: "You think too much about this, the fairness of horse racing can still be determined, unless it is bought in advance." Besides, how many people bet on the local tyrant gold? I'm willing to bet that horse betting companies would prefer local tyrants to win the championship, which means they make more money. ”

Indeed, I don't know how many people are scolding their mothers, and the betting slips are flying all over the sky, as if it is snowing.

But there are also people laughing, and the big man who bought 10,000 yuan on the local tyrant gold before laughed from ear to ear: ", luck can't be stopped, the first time I played betting on horses, I got 100,000 yuan!" ”

Wang Bo asked, "This is your first time playing?" ”

Dahan nodded and said: "Yes, you also know the domestic situation, except for Hong Kong, where is there a place to bet on horses?" ”

Wang Bo admired it very much: "You dare to play so big for the first time, and it is also amazing." ”

Dahan said with a smug look: "It's okay, anyway, it's just a fun, life is short, brother, by the way, how much do you bet?" ”

"I'm 150,000, all of us are 150,000, and the horse is mine."

Dahan was silent for a while, and only sighed for a long time: "Invisible pretending is the most deadly." ”

The jockey and the horses returned to the stable, and a group of reporters followed Ulala, almost all around Ma Long and the local tyrant Jin, and dozens of microphones were stuffed in front of Ma Long:

"Hello Mr. Malone, it has been fifteen years since you last won the championship, how do you feel?"

"Where did this horse come from? Hello we are Oakleigh Sky and as far as we know, a lot of people are interested in your horse racing right now. ”

"What kind of local tyrant gold is? Everyone was stunned by its appearance, what do you think about it? ”

“……”

Wang Bo and the others saw this scene after they walked into the stable, and seeing so many microphones in front of Ma Long, Bowen shook his head and said: "The last time I watched GV, there was an old man's situation very similar to now, with a bunch of blackbirds in front of him. ”

The people around him were shocked, and Wang Bo said in horror: "Damn, what are you doing watching GV?" ”

Bowen smiled: "It's nothing, I'm just curious, and then I just looked at it casually." ”

"It's horrible." A group of people hastened to keep their distance from him.

Ma Long is obviously a little helpless in the face of the media, he did not have such treatment when he was at his peak before, at most two or three reporters talked to him after the game.

In particular, his eyes were red, and he was so excited that he was in tears on the field, and he obviously didn't want to be in the newspapers.

So when he saw Wang Bo and his entourage coming, his eyes lit up and he pointed at them and said, "That's our leader, Mayor Wang Bo of Sunset Town, and this horse is his." ”

Seeing this scene, Wang Bo: "Wori, **** hurt me!" ”

Fortunately, the reporters did not all run to him, and a large part remained with Ma Long, while a dozen other reporters moved over and handed him a bunch of microphones.

Bowen said: "Boss, I have seen such a scene in the GV, more than ten guns." ”

"Fake, fuck off!" Of course, this is his inner words, and now that the microphone is in his mouth, how dare he say that?

Reporters were also full of interest in him, and a series of questions were raised:

"Mayor Wang, where did your horse come from? What breed is this? ”

"Mr. Wang, what do you think about this election? What do you think are the odds of a win? ”

"Mr. Wang, is it appropriate that you still participate in horse racing at this critical moment in the party election? Is there any special purpose? ”

"Mayor Wang......"

Wang Bo blinked, quickly cleared his mind and began to answer: "The national election is a very important matter, but life must go on, and the entertainment activities that should be there should not be reduced, so let's not talk about politics today." ”

"I don't really have much to say about the pedigree and breed of this horse, because it's actually a wild horse, and it comes from a herd of wild horses. You know Sunset was once a wasteland, and they lived there, and then I got acquainted with them and built a stable for them to live in. ”

"As you know, Mr. Malone saw my horses, and he thought they were in good condition, so he decided to train them for races."

Hearing his words, the group of reporters was stunned and asked, "Isn't this a story?" These champion horses actually came from a herd of wild horses? ”

Wang Bo shrugged and said, "Those who know me well know that I am not a good storyteller, I can only tell you that what I said is true." ”

The reporters were in an uproar, and Ma Long was secretive about this question and did not answer it, so no one knew the true identity of the local tyrant Jin for a long time.

This incident is too shocking for horse racing, and in people's perception, choosing a good horse requires consideration of pedigree, growth environment, innate genes, acquired training, and so on.

Even so, it's hard to get a good horse, and there's a famous saying in the industry that 'you need 5% pedigree and 5% training to raise a champion horse, plus 90% luck'.

Although this is famous, no one really takes it seriously, but the appearance of the local tyrant Jin proves the authenticity of this sentence.

More questions about the local tyrant Jin were raised, and some reporters entered later, forty or fifty reporters surrounded the two, Wang Bo saw that things were not good, pulled Hani out and said: "This is my press spokesman, if you have something to ask him, I have to do other things." ”

Hani was angry: "Boss, you are unreasonable! (To be continued.) )