Chapter 970 Express Her Love

It won't happen this time. This time he is fully prepared and comes with the determination to win.

And when I went to the stables today, I saw that the jockey of horse No. 85 was actually another little girl.

He felt that his chances of winning were even greater.

But now, halfway through the race, horse number 85 was always running alongside him, and he became a little anxious.

Although the old man didn't blame him for losing the race last time, he was the number one jockey in the world and lost repeatedly to an unknown girl. How could he lose face?

Competition requires concentration and moving forward without distraction or distracting thoughts.

The younger a calf is, the more fearless and invincible it is.

On the last lap of the track, Wen Qiao tightened the reins, his eyes were solemn, focusing on the key points, and he was bound to win.

The jockey No. 36 beside her looked at the girl next to her from time to time.

The more you pay attention to it, the more chaotic it becomes.

In the last 100 meters, a gap gradually formed. The more anxious No. 36 became, the more disobedient the horse was.

The God of War seemed to be carrying its glory, running with lightning speed, desperately heading towards the finish line.

‘Bang’, the gunshot sounded at the finish line.

Qiu Ya's face turned pale in the VIP room.

Wen Qiao won, winning the race by an absolute margin of nearly two seconds.

The whole place was in an uproar, and the shouts of No. 85 almost shook the venue. Wen Qiao was the focus of everyone's attention. She even saw her get off her horse, go straight to the auditorium, and then be hugged by Fu Nanli.

The two of them were locked on the big screen.

They showed off their affection in front of 20,000 people and even millions of live viewers.

Qiu Ya only felt that she was ridiculous, and Baba came over just to watch others show affection in public.

She looked at the old man uneasily, but the expected anger did not appear.

The old man just gently put down the telescope in his hand and said softly: "I really didn't expect it."

Uncle Li quickly offered him a cup of tea: "I never expected that Xiao Wen would have the skills to do this."

Qiu Ya was in a depressed mood, but the old man didn't get angry. Was he even a little appreciative?

Wen Qiao made a desperate move and won again.

There was no way, she didn't have such a talent for sports, she couldn't ride a horse to please the old man, she could only watch her opponent pursue the victory, but she was defeated.

Fu Huaiyong took a sip of tea: "The main thing is to choose the horse well."

Uncle Li followed his words and said: "Yes, yes, if you choose the horse well, even a jockey who knows nothing about it can win the championship."

In the auditorium of the stadium, the big screen screen immediately cut away. At first, the director did not know that the person was the prince of the Fu family. In addition, he was handsome and noble, and there was a scene of the champion embracing him, so he cut the scene. Gave them.

Unexpectedly, the leader immediately rushed into the studio and ordered him to cut the screen immediately.

After all, the old man and the prince of the Fu family are both low-key people by nature. This is a live broadcast watched by millions of people, so if they offend the prince.

The Fu family's support for the horse racing industry may be discontinued.

Qin Bei whispered: "Master, the camera has been cut away."

Fu Nanli caressed Wen Qiao's face: "You performed well."

Wen Qiao couldn't hide her heart beating violently, and the adrenaline soaring into her mind was hard to sink. At this moment, Wen Qiao was crazy and passionate. She stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips in front of everyone.