You Plan To Kill Me With Meng?

The teenager on horseback panicked because he hadn't cleared the four-star hurdle.

He knows that he should maintain the rhythm of his body up and down on horseback so as not to get tired. When he takes off, he leans forward and clings to the horse's back, as if he is integrated with the horse and keeps pace with the horse's pace all the time.

When the little white horse took off, in order to get over the railing, his hind legs threw his lower body up to a height, almost hitting Zasang's ass, and Zasang felt panicked here.

He has never felt the treatment of such a four-star rider!

But it was more of a slightly dazed joy. Before today, he didn't know that his little white horse was so powerful?

Then there is shame, because compared with the little white horse, he is obviously far behind.

When Zasang ran this arena, he obviously felt that he could not keep up with the rhythm of the little white horse, and almost fell off several times.

Fortunately, he grew up on horseback since he was a child. When he was at a loss, he would hold on to the reins, clamp his horse, and sometimes even close his eyes.

Feeling Zasang's strenuous effort, Qiao Qixi quietly gave up a few sprint opportunities, in order not to let Zasang fall off the horse, but also to score points.

If a rider falls off his horse on the field, he will be eliminated immediately.

The horse refused to jump once to score four points, and refused to jump twice to be eliminated. The rules were very strict. He would rather prolong the time than immediately be out.

Everyone outside the field saw that the white horse slowed down, and the quietly timed coach pursed his lips. According to him, if the riders were changed, the match would be more beautiful.

Despite this, the white horse passed all obstacles smoothly, and the route was correct, but it took a long time.

After the end, Zhasang's back was soaked, and there were beads of sweat on his dark face, and his black and white eyes were full of excitement, as if he also knew that his performance just now was mediocre.

But Uncle Hu still praised him, and gave him a big hug after he dismounted: "Zhasang, I haven't seen you run a horse for a while, how did you improve so fast?!"

That's right, even though it was all thanks to the little white horse just now, he has indeed made rapid progress.

Only then did Zasang show a shy smile: "It's my horse, he's very powerful!"

Qiao Qixi thought proudly, isn't it?

After jumping 10 hurdles with a height of 1.55 meters, the face is not red and the heart is not jumping, and there is another one!

"The horse is a good horse, but you little one needs to train more." The coach said with a smile, "If you had been faster just now, you would have won prizes in the Masters."

Zhasang scratched his head, and Uncle Hu said: "Zhasang didn't come out of the youth training camp. He does farm work at home all day long. It's not easy for him to perform like this."

"Yes, Duoji has a successor." The coach looked at Zasang and mentioned his father's name.

Because of this sentence, Zasang smiled.

But what shocked him the most was what the coach said next: "The Olympic domestic trials will start in one week, and our province will send three people to the competition. If you can increase the speed within this week, I will send one of them to the competition." The spot is for you."

Except for Qiao Qixi, everyone present was stunned.

Before everyone opened their mouths to protest, the coach added: "By the way, skip 1.6 meters."

The words of the crowd's protest were blocked back, and they became dumbfounded.

By the way?

Fuck his uncle's way, is there such a way in the world? !

If there is, they are also...convinced.

Zasang didn't hear anything, only heard the word "Olympic" on his heart, even though he knew that it was a farther journey than worship, he nodded with a serious face: "Okay."

From this day on, Zasang got up to practice at 4:00 every morning.

Qiao Qixi: "???"

violent!

But forget it, there is indeed a problem with Zasang's cooperation with himself. If he wants to participate in the competition, he must get used to the feeling of flying as soon as possible.

So this week, Qiao Qixi got up earlier than the chicken, and took Zasang to fly on the obstacle course before dawn.

And they all overlooked a problem, there are three equestrian competitions, the first is dressage, the second is obstacle course, and the third is cross-country.

Dressage is dancing. There is a designated dance step and a self-made dance step on the field. Alexander has never danced before!

So it is understandable to let him get up earlier than the chicken, because he has to practice dancing.

Damn, it's not easy to be a champion horse, I want to give up on the first day, what should I do? !

Qiao Qixi: Zasang, let's go back to the village.

Just kidding, it is impossible for them to return to the village. Zasang is for dreams, and the little white horse is for love.

Isn't it just dancing?

I spend three hours a day learning to dance. To be honest, this class is much easier than the obstacle course. The obstacle course is always worried that Zasang will fly out.

Zasan:! ! !

The little white horse was the big horse he had seen since he was a child, but he realized that he might not fully understand the other party. After coming to the city, the little white horse was wild and wild, and he couldn't stand it.

"Which filly do you have your eye on? Why is it so fierce all of a sudden." Zasang, who fell down with tears in his eyes, finally had a little youthful temperament, and couldn't help muttering.

Qiao Qixi whistled: You are wrong, it is not a filly, but a colt, hehe.

Zasang: It turns out that the little white horse can whistle.

On this day, Uncle Hu rushed to find Zasang who was in training and took him to register. The current Zasang and his horse are not yet formal riders and racehorses.

"What's your horse's name?" The registration process is not cumbersome, and a large number of riders and racehorses register successfully every year.

Zasang was stunned.

Uncle Hu smiled: "The racehorse needs to be named. Choose a louder one. I think he has a bright future... How about calling it Star of Hope?"

Before Zasang answered, Qiao Qixi quickly shook her head: Don't mess with me!

If it was really called the Star of Hope, he would pack up and go back to the village immediately.

Uncle Hu and Zasang looked sideways: ...

Then countless names came out of their mouths, and Qiao Qixi didn't choose any of them. God damn Oriental Pearl, why isn't it called Chang'e No. [-]!

God to him!

Until the appearance of a name, Zasang may also feel too straightforward and embarrassed, so he said uncertainly: "Why not call it Alexander?"

Qiao Qixi immediately rubbed his face, expressing that she likes this name, good day Alexander!

The exhausting week of training passed quickly, and the coach brought Zasang on, because he saw Zasang's efforts, and the most important thing was Zasang's horse... Now it is called Alexander, and it is very strong.

The coach suspects that he can not only challenge 1.6 meters, but even 1.65 meters. Such an existence is a hole card no matter which team he is in.

The provincial team took this hole card to attack the trials.

When transporting the horse, this shy and thin boy still asked to stay with his horse, but the coach laughed and refused: "No."

The rider's priority now is to rest well!

The coach was very fierce, so Zasang had no choice but to obey.

Bringing Zasang and Alexander to participate in the trials was the most correct thing the provincial team coach did.

The strength of each team in this selection competition is very strong. Of the three groups participating in the competition, only Zasang and Alexander advanced to the knockout round.

The players who were dismissed can go home, and Zasang and Alexander stayed to participate in the knockout round in a few days.

The coach was so nervous that he couldn't sleep, did he advance?

But he obviously came here with the mentality of focusing on participation, shit!

The rest of the team members went back. The coach, Zasang, and a horse eating watermelon stared for a long time.

After a full 2 ​​minutes, the coach took the bowl of watermelon away: "Hey, the game is going to be tomorrow, so I won't spoil my stomach."

Qiao Qixi moved her big mouth, and immediately wanted to spray the old man's face, his melon!

Is this the only treatment for promoted genius horses?

It's a pity that Zasang is an honest person, even though he thinks his horse's stomach is not that bad, he can't object.

After the coach left, he touched Alexander and whispered, "I'll buy it for you after the game."

In order to eat watermelon, Alexander and Zasang forged a profound revolutionary friendship.

"It's still early, do you want to go to training?" Zasang said seriously.

Alexander's face changed as soon as he said it, and he turned his head and pointed his butt at Zasang, announcing that the friendship had broken down.

Everyone who pays attention to equestrianism in the province knows that Zasang and his horse have advanced to the knockout round, and Zasang's family also knows.

Dorji and his wife thought it was like a dream, but they didn't dare to think too much, they just felt that getting here was the best result.

I didn't dare to call Zasang either, for fear of affecting my son's state.

Zasang didn't play either. He felt that everything will be discussed after the game. The most important thing right now is to focus.

Zasang knew that tomorrow's game needs to go all out. Alexander is fine, and he is the one who may lose points. As long as he is firmly on the horseback, it will solve Alexander's worries.

So far, he has not been able to help Alexander, but he believes that he will be able to in the future.

The next day's competition came as scheduled. Zasang had no distractions and insisted on his beliefs. Feeling his support, Alexander began to give it a go!

He really has to go all out today, otherwise he might lose his spot.

The dressage ended smoothly, and then there was the second and third games. In these two games, Alexander only had one request for Zasan.

Zasan, hurry up!

In the obstacle course, Zasang felt that he was going to be thrown into the sky, an unprecedented height.

Fear is impossible to fear, only the joy of riding a roller coaster!

When in doubt, just cling to Alexander, and otherwise, ignore everything else on the field.

In the cross-country race, Alexander's horseshoe galloped in the shallow water, and a spray of water surrounded them, but they never looked around or behind them, and their eyes were only fixed on the front.

Zasan, hurry up!

Zasan felt as if he was about to fly, and his wings were Alexander.

Wading water, crossing hills, over railings, more exciting and challenging venues than obstacle races, slowly aroused Alexander's blood, and he ran faster and faster.

The narrator of the game expressed his excitement by shouting, and introduced this group of people again: "They are Zasang and Alexander from the Giant Panda Provincial Team, 16-year-old Zasang, and [-]-year-old Alexander!"

There are a total of 33 obstacles in the equestrian cross-country competition. The players need to complete it within 10 minutes and 15 seconds, and the number of points will be penalized for the overtime!

There will be penalty points if the action is not in place during the process. At present, Zasang and Alexander have made a few small mistakes before, but there are very few penalty points. There are only 5 obstacles left. If they can achieve zero penalty points, they will definitely qualify.

The coach's voice is hoarse, his hole card, oh my!

It felt like there was going to be big news this time. If he had known about it, he would have brought the Jiuxin Pill. It was really exciting.

Commentary: "The last three obstacles, 8 minutes and 16 seconds! There are still 2 minutes left, this result is really good, Zhasang hold on!"

Zasang couldn't hear anything, only the sound of Alexander's hooves and breathing, which was the sound that ran through his life, and made him feel at ease from the bottom of his heart...

When he heard the voice again, it was the coach's announcement: "Zhasang, Zasang, No.1 now!"

Not only that, but his hands are also holding his thumbs high.

Turning his head and running back slowly, Zasang raised his hands and compared each other with a puzzled expression.

The coach nodded again and again, his face was dripping with sweat under the sun, and his eyes were all smiling.

Zasang also smiled, and under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, he leaned over and kissed his horse reverently, and then looked at those who greeted him warmly.

It seemed that overnight, he was affirmed by everyone and became a popular person.

Zhasang clasped his hands together and responded to everyone with a smile, his pure eyes were full of flattery.

Qiao Qixi thought the same way: a lot of people look at me, hehe.