The kind of thing you always desire, but whenever you calm down and think about it, you feel that something you are unlikely to get suddenly falls into your hands. That feeling is much greater than the joy you bring to know that you won this game.

Just like when watching the scooter competition in the past, Lu Xiancheng didn't have to worry at all, knowing that as long as it was on the track, no horse could feel threatening its championship status. The result of the competition was no suspense. The passion for watching the competition disappeared for half, just like a song sang, sometimes how lonely it is and how empty it is.

Dashakang won the first Republic Cup in this upset way. Not to mention that Lu Xiancheng, the horse owner, was very happy, Gao Ren, the old man, directly lost control and picked up the staff of the horse house next to him. He didn't care about anyone for a moment, and then gave a deep kiss to the other person's face, which made the young man's face almost red.

"Win, win!" Gao Ren, the old guy, let go of the young man and shouted loudly in the direction of the tremor paced inside the track. Although the crowds of people are crowded in the field now, let alone Gu Changhe who is staying on the track, there are two dozen or so drips nearby and there is nothing to say. How could anyone care about what a crazy old man said?

Most viewers looked at the large display screen and watched the scene of the last crossing of the finish line over and over again. The fans of the shocking shocked were thunderous, while the fans of the Silky Prince and the lucky time were upset. For the fans of the Silky Prince, this scene was not there. They thought that the Silky Prince was determined to be shocked at least at this stop. These horse fans believed that even if the Silky Prince could not win the Silky Prince, it would become a big stumbling block on the road to the Silky Prince.

Although Lu Xiancheng has made great contributions to the Gushan horse racing industry, there are still some Gushan horse fans who do not like Lu Xiancheng and his Pgreeton horse house, thinking that he has not done enough. There are too many good horses in his horse house, which is a little unfavorable to the development of the Gushan Jockey Club. Therefore, it is normal to say that great shock is not as likable as a scalpel.

The staff standing next to Gao Ren wiped the place on his face where the old man was kissed, and looked at the old man with resentment. It was probably because Gao Ren was his own boss that he would have waved his fists to teach the old man a lesson and used his actual movements to tell him that he had no habit of breaking his sleeves!

As soon as he saw the first person on the billboard, and saw his name that was shocked, he stared at him three times before Gu Changhe realized that he was not dreaming, but actually got the crown car. At this time, Gu Changhe rarely clenched his fists and waved them twice in the sky and fiercely.

"Roar!Roar!"

Just waving his fists could not show the excitement in his heart, so Gu Changhe roared twice before expressing his joy in his heart.

When the results came out, Trosky's jockey was a little unbelievable, because when he just crossed the finish line, this one believed that he had won the championship and a million dollars had already entered his pocket, because his speed was obviously faster than Dazhao and Prince of Ice. It can be said that this game was the best match he thought Trosky had run.

But when he saw the last line-passing screen on the big screen, he only had a bitter smile on his face. As a top jockey, sometimes the competition depends not only on strength, but luck is also an indispensable part of it.

For example, in this game, even if it is one more meter, Trosky's winning of the championship is natural, but the game is a game, and it is impossible to have this extra meter, so Trosky can only win the runner-up.

The most uncomfortable thing is Mike. Since Gu Changhe grew up, he regarded Gu Changhe as his biggest opponent. Fighting Gu Changhe is also one of the great pleasures of him as a jockey. However, in Mike's opinion, such opportunities to overturn Gu Changhe are less and less. Because Mike is a proud person, he can't afford to be proud of Gu Changhe, who is riding an ordinary horse. In his opinion, only Gu Changhe who is riding a horse on a Pgreeton Ranch is worthy of his pride, because this is the real Gu Changhe. Only by defeating such a powerful opponent will he bring joy to himself.

Unfortunately, for Mike today, there was no sense of joy but only tears on his face! And he did not perform any mistakes. It was only because of the great shock today, as if he had divine help in the last fifty meters. Suddenly, he seemed to have broken through the bottleneck of physical strength. He could even accelerate the last fifty meters. It was indeed impressive.

Mike looked at Gu Changhe who was standing on the back of the horse and waved his hand to the sky and was ecstatic. He didn't know how to describe his mood for a moment. When his eyes fell on Da Zhenheng, he couldn't help but think: Does the horse that Lu Xiancheng praised has the ability to turn the game?

Just as Mike was thinking about this question, a voice came to Mike's ears: "Old man, let's go, we'll have nothing to do next!"

Mike turned his head and saw Zhou Sheng tilting his head towards him, then walked towards the stables and the track. Mike, who came to his senses, gently took the reins, and the prince of Shayi under his straddle pulled his head and walked towards the track.

Indeed, now is the moment of the king, and all the losers can only leave the track as soon as possible, because this moment is the coronation of the king, and those who fail are only worthy of wiping the tears on their faces in the corner, waiting for the next opportunity.

"Hop!"

As soon as Prince Shabing approached the entrance to the passage, a loud sniff came from the other side. Mike turned his head and saw Prince Shabing facing Prince Shabing, looking provocative.

Prince Shabing has no good temper. He is both a three-year-old stallion. After knocking on the ground twice, he was about to turn around and face it. It seemed that the two horses were wrong at some point and were ready to perform a full martial arts movement.

Fortunately, the staff at the racecourse were quick-witted, so several staff members immediately took a jog to the side, and each of them grabbed Prince Shabing while the other two staff members held the side cheek belt tightly, so that the two horses could be controlled. Then Prince Shabing was pulled into the passage, while Prince Shabing was pulled to the podium.

"It's amazing!" A staff member looked at it and said with great shock: "If you can win this game, then you will have a great grasp of the next two games. Today, you must get a triple crown. A group of foreigners are stumbled all day long and said that we can't get a triple crown in Gushan!"

"I'll lend you auspicious words!" Gu Changhe immediately smiled and expressed his smile when he heard the staff say this.

Once this game is over, the winning chance of the next game will be very high. Don’t look at the next game, but the peak of fatigue in the Great Shock will pass, and after this point, the speed will come back. It’s like running a marathon. Relatively speaking, the outcome is much easier than this game, and the tactical arrangement is more flexible. As for 800, it is even more powerful. Gu Changhe thinks that as long as there is no accident, it is quite certain.

"Three Crown Horse!" Another staff member smiled and looked at him with great shock. He was amused and made two hehes!

Two staff members pulled the side cheek belts on the left and right and brought Da Zhen to the podium. As soon as they arrived at the podium, they hung two red and white side reins. Gao Ren jumped out of nowhere. At the same time, there were also staff members of the horse house. As the owner of the horse, Lu Xiancheng had no interest in appearing in the horse-drawn activities, and Gao Ren was usually replaced. The old man was probably too happy today. He even greeted several staff members of the horse house, and six or seven people pulled up the horse-drawn side. Usually, these staff members did not have such an opportunity.

The guest in charge of the award presentation was not Du Guohao, the chairman of the Jockey Club, but the mayor of Gushan.

Lu Xiancheng stood in his private room, looking at the award ceremony happily. Da Zhenxuan's body was now hanging with a big red flower carpet, and both sides were almost hanging to the ground. Da Zhenxuan seemed to be very curious about the flower carpet. He opened his big eyes and stretched his nose from time to time to sniff the flowers on the flower carpet. It was estimated that in his eyes, the mayor with a smile on his face, and the million-dollar check in his hand and the flower carpet that was not as good as the flower carpet on his neck. Before the award ceremony was over, Da Zhenxuan had already turned his head and teared the flowers on the flower carpet. After a while, the ground was already full of colorful flowers and petals.

No one accused DaZhengh, and the other week, looked at DaZhengh and tearing the flower carpet with a smile. In front of DaZhengh, a large number of reporters pressed the camera in their hands and took a picture of DaZhengh and biting the flower carpet with a cute look.

Now is the championship moment! I feel so shocked that I am not just biting the carpet, even if I bite the hair on the mayor's forehead, I guess this person would have to smile and find a way to walk down by himself.

"Treat today! It's a bit unforgivable to not be a guest after taking so much money," Tang Shengsong said to Lu Xiancheng.

"No problem!" Lu Xiancheng, who was in high spirits, was afraid of treating guests. Now there was a lack of people sitting and listening to his own show. It was of course very good for these people to fall into the trap.

As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket rang again. After Lu Xiancheng smiled and opened it to answer, he replied with a standard saying: "Happy together, happy together!"

These phone calls were all used to congratulate Lu Xiancheng, and he was naturally unwilling to accept everyone.

After putting down the phone, Du Guohao's voice came from the door: "You are so popular today! How can you be sure of the Triple Crown King now?"

"Who dares to say this thing?" Lu Xiancheng smiled modestly. Although he was good at the next two games, it was hard to say about this thing before the end of the game. In his previous life, he went to play the Arc de Triomphe and took the lead all the way, and finally got a second sprint. However, Lu Xiancheng also knew in his heart that the next two games were indeed a little easier for the Great Sword. It was really not a joke to compete with many descendants of the scalpers on 1800.
Chapter completed!