Chapter 272: Mine, How?

Hearing Liang Chen's words, Zhang Wei's eyes suddenly lit up.

Based on what he knew about Liang Chen, he would never lie about this kind of thing.

He nodded without hesitation, "Okay, since Miss Qingluo is willing to help, thank you very much!" ”

When Zheng Guosheng heard this, he walked directly to the horses to be used in the competition at Xiling Racecourse.

"The courage of the little girl is commendable! Since you want to compare with me, then come on! Let's go around the racecourse, and whoever comes back here first wins, how? ”

"Good!" Ning Qingluo nodded happily.

Soon, the racecourse staff drew the starting point and key points of the race.

Then, the two appeared side by side at the starting point.

"Three, three, one, go!"

As the referee's voice fell, the horses under the two men rushed out at the same time.

However, within half a minute, Ning Qingluo was already nearly ten meters behind.

She stared at Zheng Guosheng in front of her, chasing him with all her might.

However, what made her desperate was that she clearly felt that the speed of the sweaty BMW under her had reached the limit, and the distance between her and Zheng Guosheng continued to widen.

When Zheng Guosheng reached the finish line, the distance between Ning Qingluo and him had stretched to nearly 100 meters.

Seeing Zheng Guosheng cross the finish line, Ning Qingluo finally understood that there was still a huge gap between himself and the real master.

She has already decided, and she will definitely go to Zheng Guosheng to ask for advice on horse racing skills later.

If Zheng Guosheng is willing to teach him, even if she worships Zheng Guosheng as a teacher, she may not be impossible.

At this time, the end line was already full of spectators standing to watch the excitement.

The people who come here are naturally people who love horseback riding.

At this time, when they looked at Zheng Guosheng, their eyes all showed deep admiration.

"Mr. Zheng deserves to be a well-known horse racing master in China, this is really amazing!"

"That young lady is riding the most precious sweat and blood horse in Fangting Racecourse, right? Such a good horse actually lost to a horse that can only be regarded as middle and upper-class, and I have to say that Mr. Zheng is really strong. ”

"That's natural, the title of China's No. 1 horse racing master is not blown out!"

Zhang Wei listened to the praise of Zheng Guosheng one after another, and his face gradually became gloomy.

He turned his head to look at Liang Chen, "Didn't you say that her horseback riding skills are good?" How can it be so different from Zheng Guosheng? ”

"I didn't expect Zheng Guosheng to be so powerful! Since Ning Qingluo can't do it, it's better to forget it! It's just a false name, and if you give it to him, you will give it to him. Liang Chen sighed and said.

Hearing this, Zhang Wei's face became even more gloomy.

Although he also knew that what Liang Chen said was right, he still didn't want to admit it like that.

He took a light breath and looked at a horse farm master next to him, "Master Huang, you go!" ”

Five minutes later, Master Wong lost the race by nearly 200 meters behind Cheng.

Seeing that the chief horse trainer of the entire Fangting Horse Farm was still defeated so easily after riding his sweaty BMW, Zhang Wei finally gave up.

However, just when he was about to admit defeat, Jing Xi, who had been standing aside and watching the play quietly, finally walked in front of Zhang Wei.

"If I help you win him, then the West Ridge Racecourse will be mine, how about it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wei's eyes were full of shock when he looked at Jing Xi, "Isn't it the first time you have come to the racecourse today?" ”