Chapter 688: Win Alone
"Tang Zhiyu!" Yun Xiangxiang called him out with a warning implicitly, and it happened that at this time, he listened to the music in the venue.
There are still a lot of people who follow Tang Zhiyu, and there are people with heads and faces standing in this area, and everyone also knows Tang Zhiyu.
Especially the people who have greeted Tang Zhiyu, how well they know that Tang Zhiyu is an undoubted dictator with a bad temper.
No one had ever dared to call him by name in such a tone, and everyone held their breath.
"Miss Yun called my name, it's so nice." Tang Zhiyu smiled so hard that his eyes seemed to be full of starlight.
That sensual and spoiled attitude is really no different from an idiot who is in a crazy love, and the people around him think about Yun Xiang for a while with envy and jealousy.
"Mr. Tang, I rarely hate a person, and you have successfully entered the disgust list." Yun Xiangxiang didn't have the slightest emotion, and left this sentence lightly, so he turned his head and continued to talk to Han Jing, looking at some information about the racecourse for tonight's race.
Yun Xiangxiang's words made the people who heard it fall down, but fortunately, the music in the venue sounded again, that is, the people who were close to the surrounding could hear it, a little farther away, and it could only be seen that Tang Zhiyu was tender and sweet to Yun Xiangxiang, and Yun Xiangxiang did not put on a good face.
Tang Zhiyu laughed softly, he took another step, and at the same time stretched out his hand to stop Meng Can, the strength was so great that Meng Can could not resist, it was easy
Tang Zhiyu walked to Yun Xiangxiang's side: "It's okay, since you don't like it, then you hate it, it's always unique and impressive, isn't it?" ”
Yun Xiangxiang decided to ignore it, and she didn't deliberately avoid it, she just sat next to an unrelated stranger.
Some people are thick-skinned and can't communicate at all, and the more you fight with him, the more energetic he will become.
Yun Xiangxiang ignored it, Tang Zhiyu didn't leave, Meng Can's arm was still hurting at this time, so many people, it was not easy to mess with Tang Zhiyu, and when the time came, the people who would alarm the Jockey Club, Yun Xiangxiang was an artist again, and the impact was too bad.
At this time, Meng Can was a little remorseful, he had already known that he would have made a private cubicle, originally guessed Yun Xiangxiang's personality and her family conditions, and guessed that she didn't like that kind of special treatment, so he chose the position of this kind of ordinary member.
People in this position are also well-off, not crowded and lively enough, just suitable for Yun Xiang, where did he think that there would be an extra Tang Zhiyu, so it is not easy to catch people, he wants to change positions with people easily, so why toss?
Soon Marseille began, and the horses would be ridden twice by jockeys in the small display field next to it for the gamblers to test, and many people stared at the side, observing the condition and spirit of each horse, and finally began to place bets.
Yun Xiangxiang glanced at each of these horses, each of them was really shiny, slender, and muscular. Especially before coming, she went to Meng Can's horse farm with Song Mian, Song Mian gave Yun Xiangxiang a popular science, and she could see that all the horses participating in the competition were carefully selected.
The jockey turned out to be a foreigner, wearing riding clothes, all of them were radiant and looked quite handsome.
The horse in the race was led by a pure white horse to the starting point pulled by the tractor, and at this time there was a dramatic scene, that is, the No. 8 horse, that is, Meng Can's horse, refused to enter the gate alive or dead.
Several jockeys and staff took turns to fight, coercion and temptation just didn't go in, Yun Xiangxiang couldn't help laughing: "Do you add horses to recognize life?" ”
Meng Can didn't expect this kind of scene to appear, and was a little embarrassed: "It's probably ......"
But fortunately, the people who worked in the horse farm were all experienced veterans, and in the end they coaxed Meng Can's horse in.
The first race was a 1,000-meter race, and the No. 3 horse took the lead, and the whole field seemed to be quiet when the horse started the race, but the ranking changed rapidly, and soon No. 4 overtook No. 3, and No. 7 rushed up again with less than 100 meters.
Seeing that Yun was nervous when he thought about it, this change was too great, it was just over five hundred meters away, everyone couldn't see the situation clearly, Meng Can's horse was the most casual one.
has not been lagging behind or ahead, quite a bit of a good feeling.
But in the last two hundred meters, it seemed to be stimulated by something, exploded with unprecedented power, launched like a rocket, and went straight to the finish line, at this time the audience shouted again, and everyone shouted for their horses.
Obviously I don't care about winning or losing, I just play at will, so I spent a hundred yuan to buy a few bets, but Yun Xiangxiang was so nervous that he couldn't do it, and with the lightning rush of the No. 8 horse, Yun Xiangxiang was also driven by it.
The boiling cry disappeared all at once after the horses broke through the finish line, and the audience was silent, Yun Xiang Xiang just saw that it seemed that the two horses couldn't tell the difference, and she didn't know whether it was No. 8 or No. 9 who rushed to the finish line first.
In the end, the official broadcast the video, put it to the maximum and slowest, and the eighth became the first place a little bit first!
As soon as the results were announced, of course, some people were happy and some were crying, and Yun was a little stunned when he thought about it: "I'll just ...... So hit? ”
"Yes, yes, Miss Yun, we won!" Meng Can was about to die of excitement.
You know, he's the owner of the horse!
The top five can get different amounts of bonuses, 80% of this prize is the owner, 10% is the jockey, 10% is the trainer, the first place is not to say that there are millions, up to 10 million!
"How much money do I get?" Yun Xiangxiang's eyes lit up, she was poor now.
"It depends on the percentage of the prize pool, as well as the number of people who buy and bet like you." Meng Can didn't know the specific amount, holding the betting treasure, Meng Can said, "Give me an account, and I'll help you claim the prize." ”
"You can claim your prize so soon?" Yun thinks about it, and thinks that this money comes a little quickly.
However, if you sweep away the 10,000 or 20,000 people in the audience, 90 percent of them are depressed, not to mention how many people vote outside the venue.
It seems that she is just a little luckier, especially Meng Can's horse did not have the consciousness to participate in the competition at the beginning, as if she was here to play, who knew that she suddenly had a force behind her, and when she was a big step behind, she was forced to counterattack in the last two hundred meters.
Yun Xiangxiang thinks that the biggest thrill of betting on horses should be that until the last moment, he doesn't know the result at all.
The feeling of tension and excitement is indescribable, at first she was very calm, with the mentality of having fun, because Meng Can's horse was too casual, but when it began to sprint and was expected to win the championship, Yun Xiangxiang was inexplicably driven by emotions.
The second game is fast approaching, and it's a new round of betting, with some people finishing nine games early.
Some people still watch a game of betting, and the atmosphere in the arena is lively again.