Before you see him, you hear his voice first. It's Mr. Meng

"Mr. Yan, I'll be away for a while, you will make such a big move, and you will definitely have a game with you in a while, don't hide it"

Mr. Meng is a typical horse idiot, when it comes to horse racing, he can always be seen in large and small racetracks, and he himself is also a horse riding enthusiast.

"Mr. Meng, don't make fun of me, I don't dare to play a big knife in front of Guan Gong" This is Naren's important partner, I don't know his level, let Yilet appear deliberate, and lose Naren's face. There's nothing wrong with being humble.

"We are all real people, don't be modest, Naren's friend is my friend, even Yinyue can be tamed, this strength is not ordinarily strong"

In fact, he also challenged Silver Moon, but he even went up on horseback, let alone tamed.

Yan Muqing's inquiring eyes looked at Naren

Naren nodded slightly, which was considered affirmative.

"It's hard to be gracious, then I'm better to be respectful, Mr. Meng, you have to be merciful, don't let me lose too ugly"

After saying this, Yan Muqing wanted to vomit, when had she ever been so hypocritical. Whether to let it or not, this is a difficult question.

Taking advantage of Mr. Meng's efforts to wash his hands, Yan Muqing secretly pulled Naren over

"What's the matter, I'll not let you for a while?" She's really not sure, just don't mess up that person's business

"Play your normal level, however, don't underestimate Mr. Meng, his strength is also very strong, but he is worse than you"

"I'm relieved when you say that."

Do your best, respect yourself and your opponents.

"Who do you want to show you as a master?"

Yan Muqing rolled her eyes, it was this annoying Ulan again.

I didn't want to deal with her, but I hated her weird energy.

Yan Muqing turned his head, "You.."

"Poof" didn't hold back, and burst out laughing. What is the shape of this big girl? Not to mention that people are fat and short-legged, why choose a set of such riding clothes. Are you going to compete with me? She actually chose a purple riding suit, and it is okay to be fat, do you want to see if this color matches your skin tone? Purple with black and white and gray forehead.

Why is it black, white and gray, she is already black, and the foundation on her face is thick, just like a layer of white yarn on the outside of black clothes, isn't it gray when black and white are neutralized.

Dong Shi imitates the wind

"I said Miss Dongshi, uh, Miss Wulan, I think you can pull the master in charge of the costume out and beat him, this dress is really ... Do whatever you want" This looks like a person, looking at it from a distance, it is a purple potato dumpling filled with bean paste, or a purple potato dumpling with an open filling.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I can't help it, hahaha, you're really dressed up, well-dressed, brilliant, flowery, wonderful, beautiful, delicious."

Yan Muqing said a lot in one breath, and said that Wulan was a little confused, what the hell is it that is particularly delicious, no matter so much, just praise me for being beautiful anyway.

"Hmph, even if you know each other, how about it, this color is better for me to wear, you still don't wear purple in the future, I think it's more suitable for me to wear, more atmospheric"

Hao Scarlett on the side of "Eh" really couldn't listen to it anymore, and ran away with his stomach in his hands, thinking, how do I think that although this second stunned man gave me 10,000 yuan, I was not happy at all, there was no more pig "teammate" than this, of course, it was a temporary teammate.

"Well, you still wear it more big~~ gas", after speaking, he also looked down at his Xiaoping xiong, and then looked at the turbulent waves of Ulan, uh, no wonder it looked a little awkward just now, the number of this goods was not right, and the size of one yard smaller highlighted her magnificence~

Yan Muqing pondered for a moment, then turned his head to Naren and said, "The material of this riding suit is good material."

Naren was a little stunned by Yan Muqing's sudden words, what's the matter?

"Hmph, it's good if you know" After speaking, he deliberately stood up, and his shirt collapsed tighter, I don't know if I'm so tired and panicked?

"Mmmmmm, you're big, you won" Yan Muqing felt that he was still very happy to have a colleague like Hao Sijia, better than the second fool in front of him.

Scarlett innocently lay down on the gun

Na Ren next to "poof" also suddenly laughed

"Hahaha, hahaha, Qingqing, you're so funny. The material is good, it is indeed good material, hahaha"

She didn't think that Ulan's dress and clothes could match well for a long time, but then she listened to the conversation between Yan Muqing and Ulan, and then looked at Ulan's actions, isn't it? The material is not good, and the two big ones in front of Ulan Xiong have already been broken.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?" Ulan was a little furious by Naren's laughter, thinking that this person would not abandon her because of Monlik, nervous.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder, let's stay away from her, it is said that mental illness is not illegal to kill people, in case she can't think about it, come and beat me again, let's leave quickly.

Miss Ulan's brain circuitry is also enough. I always blame others, but I can never see my own flaws.

Every time you point your finger at someone else, you have three fingers pointing at yourself.

Looking at Wulan who was walking away, Yan Muqing and Naren glanced at each other, holding back for less than a second, "Hahaha, hahaha"

"You, you, you're so speechless," Naren scolded with a smile

"That's no way, have fun and come to the door, and I'm sorry for myself if I don't ridicule it," Yan's heresy said.

"Let's go, it's about to begin," Naren urged

"Let's go, let's go, hurry up and eat better, I'm hungry, by the way, what are you going to eat at night?" Foodie said, when it comes to eating, his eyes are shining

"By the way, aren't you participating?" Yan Muqing took Yinyue and asked with his head sideways

"I won't participate, I can compete with Mr. Meng a few times every year, it's boring to win."

"You have to go, you are the big guy, you are reasonable, that Ulan won't also participate, how about the technology of the goods" Knowing yourself and knowing that you are invincible

"She can't catch up with you even with five, don't worry, but—" Naren paused slightly

"What's wrong?" Yan Muqing was a little puzzled, and she spoke so unsimply

"This cargo is not clean, I'm afraid she will make a trick, you should be careful"

"Oh, that's it, don't worry" Yan Muqing gave Naren a reassuring look.

The two came to the racecourse, at this time, there were already many people standing on the periphery, and there were already runners preparing at the starting point, and Ulan, Menglik, and Meng were all in the ranks.

Ulan is a red horse with a loose mane and white hooves, named Treading Snow, and is a three-time champion in horse racing.

Monlik is a group of gray war horses, well-proportioned, with straight legs, and at first glance it is a very good breed of racing horse, named Gray Harrier

Mr. Meng is a brown sweat and blood BMW, which is also Mr. Meng's own horse, with long and powerful limbs and a smooth body, so he rubbed it

Oil yes, the oil is shiny, and it is called chasing the wind.

The rest of the horses are also in good condition, with strong bodies, and they are all seeded horse racing players, on the other hand, Yan Muqing's Silver Moon is a bit low in comparison.

"Cut, it's just this little broken horse, and I still want to win"

Yan Muqing thought, if this is my child, how many times a day I have to beat her to make her not owe so much, of course, it is the person who just spoke --- Wulan

"Mr. Yan, I don't know if your horseback riding skills are as slippery as your mouth"

"Why are you still having a festival between you?" Yan Muqing didn't speak, but Mr. Meng opened his mouth

"Mr. Meng, don't you know, Mr. Yan is above the top and disdains to deal with small people like us"

In ancient times, there was a landlord and an old wealthy man who robbed the people's daughters, thinking that she Yan Muqing had met a stalker who wanted to be friends with her in modern times, and she also sued.

"I once watched a TV series, and the actor said a word, and I think it's good"

"What?"

"Nasty people, should be far away from him"

Mr. Meng: "Amount..."

It's not right for me to get involved in things between young people, but this is too simple and rude. As soon as the little expert goes online, others can't answer. Forget it and pretend not to hear. So Mr. Meng, who wanted to be a good man, gave up and turned around to communicate with his love horse.

"Yan Muqing, don't you be a bad guy, see if you will be so sharp-tongued for a while, we saw Zhenzhang Wulan's face on the racecourse, his face was pale, and he was angry, and the two xiong devices in front of him also fell together with his rapid breathing. Yan Muqing secretly swallowed her saliva, wearing a smaller riding costume, wouldn't she suffocate?

"Let you be 20 meters" Yan Muqing said casually while checking the condition of the horse, "When the time comes, see if you are still hard-mouthed"

"Mr. Yan, I don't know what kind of deep hatred we have with you, let you meet us for the first time with such a big wo, we just want to deepen the cooperation between the two companies"

wo groove, I didn't see it, Monlik actually has the potential of the White Lotus

"Yes, we really don't have any deep hatred, then I don't know, you were the ones who wanted to drink me when we first met, and you were the ones who insisted that I participate in the horse race, why didn't I feel your kindness? Is this what you call deepening cooperation? Do you remember memorable? "The tiger doesn't threaten you, I'm a sick cat!

Pretend to be a white lotus in front of me and slap you in the face every minute.

After listening to this, Mr. Meng understood what was going on, and muttered in his heart, it seems that Ulan and Meng Lik are still young and vigorous, and Naren is still reliable.

When everyone was still saying a word to you and a word to me, the host prompted to prepare.

All the contestants were ready at the starting point on horseback.

The racecourse has two race areas, one in a straight line and about 1.5 kilometres, with several monitoring points along the way, sometimes with obstacles along the way.

One is a standard elliptical racecourse, a lap down 1600 meters, compared to those luxury racetracks, this is simple no, the spectator stands do not have a special setting, just with a fence to separate the track and viewing area, in fact, the spectator seat should be stepped type, with a sunshade roof, but this project is relatively large, and it is not appropriate to build such a striking building on the grassland.

Even so, some horse racing enthusiasts, still like to come here. Or watch, or experience it for yourself.

They chose an oval track for this race.

The width of the track can accommodate three or two cars driving side by side at the same time, and the grass on the track has been trampled on only a few trees for many years.

At this time, the host gave an order, and nine horses rushed out of the fence. The first to bear the brunt is Mr. Meng's chasing wind, the long and powerful limbs make its explosive power very good, followed by Ulan, worthy of being the three-time champion of the war horse, biting the chasing wind tightly, and even has the momentum to surpass the chasing wind. The third place is the gray harrier ridden by Monlik, Xu deliberately released water to please Ulan, and deliberately ran behind Ulan. As far as Mu Qing rode the silver moon, he was indeed in the last place.

"Sister Qing, come on, Sister Qing, come on" Hao Sijia is in the audience, that one is in a hurry, this is still waiting to slap Ulan and Monlik in the face, it is a shame to lose.

Naren next to her patted Hao Scarlett's shoulder comfortingly and handed her a reassuring look.

This look did not reassure Hao Sijia, she only knew that Yan Muqing could ride a horse, but horse racing is not the same as horse riding, the arena is unpredictable, not seeking the first, only seeking a safe end.

Thinking of what Ulan had just said to Monlik, his heart instantly rose to his throat again.