"Drive!"

Zhang Mo's legs clamped hard, pulled the reins, and shouted at the same time.

Seeing this, the waiter couldn't help laughing in his heart, this Zhang Mo is really a layman, this is a cold-blooded horse!

On weekdays, once a cold-blooded horse picks a child, those horse trainers treat it like an uncle, eating and drinking and waiting, how can he be as domineering as Zhang Mo, and ride directly when he comes up, so that Mrs. Andrew can be called a ghost?

At this moment, however, Mrs. Andrew, who was lying on the ground asleep, suddenly opened her eyes, screamed and hissed, and immediately got up, and looked panicked, as if she had been whipped very much.

The waiter looked surprised, and the lazy Mrs. Andrew actually got up?

Just kidding, Zhang Mo is an immortal cultivator in the Foundation Building Realm, and his hard clamping is more painful than ten whips.

As long as Zhang Mo is willing, he can directly clip this Mrs. Andrew to death.

Mrs. Andrew panicked, she only felt her bones breaking.

Zhang Mo touched Andrew's ear and comforted: "Good horse, as long as you listen to me, you won't be hurt." ”

Mrs. Andrew was stunned, dumbfounded, and did not react.

"Don't you understand, or did you pretend to me on purpose?" Zhang Mo frowned, and his legs pressed slightly again, clamping a few points.

"......Boom," Lady Andrew hissed twice, then nodded humanely.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo smiled and said, "Yes, it's an obedient horse, now let's complete the final riding training." ”

"Boom ......" Mrs. Andrew called out twice slowly, as if in response to Zhang Mo.

"Come, let's take a walk and do a simple warm-up. Zhang Mo said lightly.

Mrs. Andrew obediently obeyed Zhang Mo's order and slipped around the racecourse steadily.

Soon, the lap was finished.

I heard Lu Tianxin shouting at Zhang Mo: "Cousin Xiao Mo, I want to watch the horses dance." ”

"Dance?" Zhang Mo paused, patted Mrs. Andrew's head and asked, "Good horse, can you dance?"

“？？？”

Mrs. Andrew had a question mark on her face, dancing? How could it be a three-year-old mare, not a professional horse for equestrian shows?

"No, it's okay, I'll teach you. Zhang Mo said lightly.

Director Wu and the waiter looked at each other, a little dazed, this is a cold-blooded horse? You teach a cold-blooded horse to dance? Isn't this nonsense?

"Come, lift your left front hoof, the joint flexed at ninety degrees. Zhang Mo said unhurriedly.

Hearing this, the waiter couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded him: "Zhang Mo, Mrs. Andrew is a cold-blooded horse, don't bother with it." ”

"Oh, what about cold-blooded horses? As long as the training skills are at home, cold-blooded horses can also participate in equestrian shows and even go on the track. Zhang Mo said seriously, as if what he said was true.

"Don't tease me, can a cold-blooded horse perform equestrian performances, can it still go to the track, can it be at the bottom?" said the waiter mockingly.

However, at this time, Director Wu gradually showed a solemn expression, before he came to Shengyun Horse Farm, he was an excellent horse trainer, and he had heard a horse trainer say that a real horse trainer can make horses desperate to complete instructions, even if it is to pay for their lives.

Cold-blooded horses are not suitable for equestrian performances and horse racing, but it is just an inherent understanding of everyone.

However, this does not mean that cold-blooded horses are clumsy and unable to complete superb equestrian performances, nor does it mean that cold-blooded horses are slower than hot-blooded horses.

Cold-blooded horses are called cold-blooded horses only because they are too lazy to move.

However, if a trainer can overcome the laziness of a cold-blooded horse, then a cold-blooded horse can also perform equestrian performances and even race horses on the track.

It's just that this kind of horse training skills has long been lost, at least Director Wu has not heard of it.

But now when he heard Zhang Mo's words, he couldn't help but look forward to it, this seemingly unreliable young man seemed to be a little extraordinary.

Zhang Mo didn't pay any attention to the waiter, but continued to repeat: "Good horse, raise your left front hoof." ”

Mrs. Andrew was at a loss, where am I? What am I going to do?

"Don't understand?" Zhang Mo frowned, clamped his legs hard, and quietly punched out a true yuan at the same time.

Mrs. Andrew was frightened by Zhang Mo, and she was terrified, for fear of being killed by Zhang Mo, she was just a three-year-old mare!

Zhang Mo's true yuan fell on Mrs. Andrew's left front hoof, and a huge force surged, slowly holding up Mrs. Andrew's left front hoof, bending at ninety degrees.

"Yes, it's obedient. Zhang Mo said with a satisfied face, and then slowly let go of his legs.

Director Wu and the waiter looked at Zhang Mo in disbelief, could he really be a horse trainer?

"Come, good horse, lift up your right front hoof. Zhang Mo continued to order, and at the same time squeezed hard twice.

Mrs. Andrew was terrified, why did she clamp me again? Is this trying to trap me?

At this moment, however, Mrs. Andrew only felt that her right front hoof was being pulled up with a great force.

"Well, yes, let's try the left hind hoof again. Zhang Mo continued, pinching it and patting Mrs. Andrew's horse.

Mrs. Andrew had no idea what was going on, but a great force slowly lifted her left hind hoof.

"What a clever horse, try the right hind hoof again. Zhang Mo continued.

Zhang Mo trained Mrs. Andrew for a while, lifted the left front hoof and clamped it, the right front hoof clamped twice, the left hind hoof clamped and then patted the back, and the hind hoof clamped twice and then patted the back.

After a few times, Mrs. Andrew had developed muscle memory.

You don't need Zhang Mo to exert a lot of effort, you can complete such an action well.

So, Zhang Mo rode Mrs. Andrew again, this lap was not a lazy walk like just now, but a very gentleman, very spirited, one with his left hoof, one with his right hoof, and one with his hind legs.

Director Wu and the waiter were completely dumbfounded, Zhang Mo really did it, how could this be possible? This is a cold-blooded horse?

After a lap, Zhang Mo came to Director Wu and asked lightly, "Director Wu, my horse training skills are okay, right?"

"Awesome, that's great!Are you a top horse trainer?" Director Wu swallowed and asked with a look of adoration, even changing his title to 'you'.

"Top horse trainers, I can't talk about it, I'll only make you laugh at these two times. Zhang Mo said lightly.

However, the more humble Zhang Mo was, the more Director Wu felt unfathomable.

I heard that Director Wu asked with a hint of flattery: "Master Zhang, I don't know where you studied here?" Royal Horse Training Academy or Knight Academy of Great Britain?"

Britain is the homeland of equestrianism, and these two colleges are the top colleges in the horse training industry, similar to the engineering MIT and Haval, only such top horse training colleges can cultivate such top horse trainers.

"Academy?" Zhang Mo paused, shook his head slightly, and said, "I haven't attended a horse training academy, and my horse training skills are considered to be ancestral. ”

"Ancestral?" Director Wu looked very shocked, there is still an ancestral horse training skill?

However, the more this is the case, the more Director Wu feels that Zhang Mo is extraordinary.

"Okay, my horse training skills have also been demonstrated, I should be able to come to your Shengyun Horse Farm to be a horse trainer, right?" Zhang Mo asked.

"Yes, you can officially start your job tomorrow, and there is no internship period, and you are directly a regular employee. Director Wu hurriedly said.

"Okay, then can I take these two children to play at the horse farm today?" Zhang Mo continued to ask.

"Yes, no problem. Director Wu replied, he has now decided that Zhang Mo is a rare talent, not to mention that Zhang Mo is just playing for half a day, just want a membership card for the racecourse.

"Okay, then thank you Director Wu. Zhang Mo thanked.

"You're welcome, we'll talk about pay when you have time. Director Wu said.

"Good, good. Zhang Mo agreed.

Subsequently, Director Wu explained two sentences to the waiter, and then said goodbye and left.

At this time, Lu Tian asked curiously, "Brother Xiaomo, how did you make Mrs. Andrew dance?"

"yes, I want to know too. Lu Jun asked after him.

Not only were they curious, but the waiter next to them was also curious, waiting for an answer with anticipation.

Zhang Mo smiled and said mysteriously: "I can't say it, this is an ancestral heirloom!"