The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

When he entered the qualification site of the endurance race right away with Gale, he discovered that there was another race here.

For Gu Zheng, where is running instead of running? It makes no difference.

But the current reaction of this gale is very different.

This is the venue that it is very familiar with, this is its own battlefield that it has experienced countless times at home or abroad.

Now, it is about to grow old, with the figure of a middle-aged horse, when it once again set foot in the realm of its heart, the gale was excited.

When Contestant No. 78 ran out, a wave of unwillingness to admit defeat emerged from Gale's body.

And Gu Zheng, who was riding on Da Feng, immediately felt the feeling of the horse under him.

"Want to run?"

"Suck Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu!"

"Come on then!"

After a gust of wind passed, the man and the horse without hesitation... chased after them and became non-staff people fighting soy sauce.

The player No. 78 who was caught up was really a simple child. After he looked at the figure of Gu Zheng who didn't have any number plates, he gave a thumbs up instead.

"Not bad buddy, Yong!"

Then I stopped talking.

To put it bluntly, when the high-speed movement, the strong wind pours into the mouth and nose, who has the time to chat.

This is not a galloping horse. We live a chic and unrestrained life.

Where there is leisure and freedom on horseback, it is a joke.

No. 78's mouth is quiet, but the activities in his heart cannot conceal the essence of what he is actually talking about.

Because of Gu Zheng's two steps, he couldn't fool the professional rider next to him.

The heart of No. 78 at this time is like this.

‘I’ll go, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. This is definitely to hide the number plate. ’

‘I’ll go, how does this posture feel so chic, if I ride a horse like him, it’s going to hurt. ’

'I go! Overtake me, a horse body, whether it is amateur or professional, your sister, why do you use the speed of an international competition to influence me! ’

‘Ahhhhh, brother, this is a qualifying competition. It’s unlucky if the speed is too fast. Don’t influence my rhythm! ’

‘Xiaojun, you are the best, you must not be affected, you must control the speed at a constant speed of 18 km/h. ’

‘This is the basis for completing a standard game, No. 78, you are the best, master your own rhythm! Hold on! ’

‘X convex! It seems to run faster, is it an illusion, it will not exceed 20 kilometers, right? Ruined. ’

Gu Zheng on the side looked back at No. 78 casually, mainly because this young man's was too interesting.

It's just that after Gu Zheng turned his head and saw his silently changing face, he could guess what he was thinking in his heart. This matter was so interesting.

Gu Zheng didn't remind this kid either. He just thought it was funny, and he forgot about him when he turned his head.

But after Gu Zheng ran out for more than half an hour, when he saw that the gale started to slow down habitually, he was full of question marks.

"Where are you going, gale?"

Gu Zheng followed the direction of the track and followed the strong wind into a section of the inspection base where the flagpole gate was erected.

Looking at the square fields isolated by this wooden fence.

Gu Zheng understood in an instant.

There are buckets for hydrating the horses, fresh water plants, and an assistant staff to check the safety of the horses and personnel.

When the horse enters the timer ahead, the test of the rules officially begins.

At this time, Gu Zheng understood that Gale had automatically regarded its trip as a game.

After he came in, no one came to ask him if he was the contestant this time.

Regarding Gu Zheng's question, if the staff on the side could hear him, they would definitely yell at him.

Do you know how deceptive you are! Except there is no number plate, who would have such a big face, come here to eat, drink, and serve!

Of course, the organizing committee misunderstood, and Gu Zheng also quietly enjoyed the misunderstood advantage.

He pulled out a self-contained snickers from the frame beside him and stuffed it into his mouth. Facing the breeze, he watched the assistant in a good mood and picked up the warm water from the bucket on the side, and sprinkled it evenly on the body of the gale. Up.

This is the allowed means of cooling the outside and alleviating the acceleration of the heartbeat during the game.

If it is in a formal competition, because of the fierce nature of the competition, the riders do not pretend that others do these trivial things by themselves.

In this arena, the riders who arrived one after another, did not rush to find a way, only Gu Zheng and Da Feng, one man and one horse, became the most leisurely scenery.

"I'm going, this man looks so awkward, why is he so leisurely?"

"Novice? Not enough experience?"

"Go, come on, he is a player who came over in the middle and upper stages. He is not slow. I think he is a bold player in the second half of the schedule."

"His horse must have not reached the limit speed in the first half, so it must be easy."

"real or fake."

Some surprised and bewildered discussions sounded one after another.

Only Gu Zheng, who had eaten the second piece of Snickers, took out the third piece as if he were okay.

Contestants: Actually you came for a picnic, right?

Don’t you need to control your weight?

Just when everyone was about to be easily disgusted by Gu Zheng’s faction, he stuffed the Snickers into the pocket of his equestrian vest without blushing and not beating, and took the gale towards the heartbeat monitor’s veterinarian. Walked over.

"I'm ready!"

Gu Zheng's voice didn't say much, but the discussion next to him rang again.

"I'm going. Does anyone know how long he has been waiting?"

"I didn't pay attention, I just watched him eat."

"I know, it's about six minutes."

The player who said this was the player No. 78, who followed Gu Zheng, speeding up about 2 kilometers from the original plan, and arriving at the first test point ahead of schedule.

He didn't move his horse with complicated mind, but massaged his muscles vigorously. He had achieved the goal of letting the horse relax as much as possible, relieve fatigue, and gradually slow down the heartbeat.

But what is Gu Zheng in front of him doing?

Chew the Snickers.

Because of his careful thinking in his mind, he didn't mention it at all. This high-mind player who has been talked about is most likely an amateur soy sauce player.

Just look at the heart test and everyone will understand.

When the time comes, he doesn't have to say much, he will understand that this person is just a layman.

I have already finished hearing the unqualified number 78, but together with everyone, I know what is called face slap.

The professional who changed later directly reported the result: "Heartbeat is around 60-62. Passed."

As this sound fell, the timing assistant on the side raised his head and asked Gu Zheng: "The name of the player, the name of the horse, and the age."

"Participating number plate."

Cough cough cough, the ghost knows it.

But everyone underestimated the shamelessness of Gu Zheng, and he reported all the names very casually.

"Gu Zheng, age 20, horse name, Da Feng, 16 years old, number 233."

"Don't ask me why my number is this. I came to the competition temporarily."

Hearing the record here, I didn’t have any doubts. On the contrary, he was very serious and filled in Gu Zheng’s information manually with a signature pen behind the printed form of the contestants.

Every year there are players who compete suddenly, because today you may not be able to participate. Tomorrow your horse is miraculously better, but you can participate again.

It's so flexible.

Before the last minute ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ no one said bad results.

And Gu Zheng's shameless reaction also caused a desperate coughing sound at the gate of the testing field behind him.

As a long-standing smoker, Liang Bo was choked by the smoke he inhaled into his lungs for the first time.

There have been so many shameless people in my life, and now I see a fresher and more refined player.

But why do you want to laugh so much.

Suddenly, Liang Bo's eyes gurgled, and Liang Bo, who was about to be in tears by the smoke, filled his whole mind with a gushing thought in his heart.

'Hey! This buddy is a **** of wealth. Gale is your horse. Your horse won the qualifier. ’

‘Maybe you can get results in official competitions. What if it can still meet the standards of the Dubai International? ’

Oops, it's hard to imagine.