In this game, just as Song Shuxi guessed, the shorter player won.
In fact, in terms of strength, the smaller player will lose. But he had a good attitude. He kept wasting time with the opponent, constantly probing and harassing him, making the opponent very annoyed.
Once you are anxious, you will easily reveal your flaws, and he will take advantage of them.
Saren introduced them, "This wrestling competition involves five people, one from each production team. The two losers will be eliminated, and the two winners will compete again.
If you win this time, you can compete with last year’s champion, and the winner will be this year’s champion. "
The whole comparison process is simple and crude.
It is this directness that makes Song Shuqian like it, just like the people here.
The friendship between people here is like the wind on the grassland, pure and unobstructed. When interacting with them, you can show your sincerity and they will respond with sincerity.
In the final championship competition, two strong men came up. They were over 185 cm tall. They had been grazing for many years and their skin was a healthy black.
Tiantian pulled Song Shuxi's hand, "Ahhh, sister, these two satisfy all my fantasies about rough men, it's so exciting."
Being too excited and complacent, Tiantian was carried away by Liu Xinguo.
Yes, you haven't seen it, just carry it away.
Song Shuqian stared at the scene in a daze. No, it's broad daylight, what are you doing?
Sihu comforted Song Shuxi very considerately, "Auntie Xixi, don't worry, my parents are just flirting. They often do this at home, and they will be back soon."
Just one sentence made Song Shuqian's face turn red.
It turned out that Tiantian restrained herself so much in front of her.
Wei Jianguo came closer and whispered, "Wife, what is your fantasy about a rough man?"
Ding~Crisis!
At this moment, Song Shuxi had the instinct of a small animal. She grabbed Wei Jianguo's wrist and said, "Didn't you say there is horse racing? Let's go quickly. I have never seen a horse racing competition."
Wei Jianguo followed her away indulgently. In his heart, he had already taken out a small notebook to make a note of her and planned to get it back in the evening.
Saren and the three little kids looked at each other, still not understanding what had just happened and how four people suddenly disappeared.
In the end, it was An An who broke the silence. "Auntie Saren, thank you for taking care of us."
Saren... "Okay, let's do it together."
Song Shuqian also thought of her eldest son, "Go back quickly, An'an and Lele are left alone."
Wei Jianguo pulled her and said, "It's okay, Lightning and Fortune are following them."
After saying that, he moved closer to her and said in a low voice, "There are soldiers and police officers nearby."
Only then did Song Shuqian feel relieved. She looked at Wei Jianguo, waiting for his explanation.
"Such large gatherings often lead to trafficking of women and children, theft, or other illegal activities. Rather than saving people after something happens, it is better to solve the problem directly at the source.
Today, police officers were sent from the town, county, and city to maintain order. The army has also sent troops here, you can see Kuaishou and Lone Wolf are there. "
Song Shuqian looked in the direction where his finger pointed and saw quite a few familiar faces.
This time, Song Shuxi was completely relieved, and she went to watch the horse racing together with Wei Jianguo.
This horse racing competition can be registered on-site, and the content is very straightforward. You have to run 30 kilometers around the track, and the one with the shortest time wins.
Song Shuqian was itching to join in. She also wanted to participate.
Having learned horse riding since childhood, Song Shuqian believes that she is no worse than anyone else.
Wei Jianguo saw that she was eager to try, "Go ahead, have a good run."
Song Shuqian shook her head and said, "Forget it, the stadium is full of men."
She didn't want to be the first to take action, at least not in the next two years. She wanted to wait for the right time as Tiantian said.
There were a lot of people participating in this competition, roughly around thirty people.
All of them were sitting astride horses. They were wearing traditional ethnic costumes, holding the reins tightly in their hands, with a focused and determined look on their faces.
The horses seemed to sense their owner's emotions. They paddled their hooves, snorted, their manes fluttered in the wind, and their eyes sparkled with excitement and restlessness.
In the distance, someone held a red cloth in his hand and waved it vigorously from top to bottom, shouting, "Ready, run!"
As the command was given, more than thirty horses rushed out like a surging tide. The sound of horse hooves was as deafening as thunder, as if the earth was shaking.
The riders crouched low, almost blending into the horse's back. They shouted loudly, and the whips in their hands flew in the air. But it was just a whistling sound and did not really hit the horse, because the horse was already excited enough and did not need too much whipping.
Horses have a desire for victory in their bones, and this exciting scene is enough to make them go all out.
At first, all the horses were moving almost in unison, but after just a few minutes, some were faster and some were slower.
As time goes by, the distance gradually widens.
Song Shuqian felt her heartbeat follow the rhythm of the horse. She likes the white horse in the middle because it is the best looking.
I've been cheering for it in my heart.
The rider on the white horse was also an experienced one. He kept adjusting his strategy, sometimes gently pulling the reins to guide the horse to change its running route, and sometimes gently nudging the horse's belly with his knees to send a signal to the horse to speed up.
Until the last 10 kilometers, the white horse suddenly exerted its strength, its steps became bigger and faster, like a flash of lightning.
Song Shuqian grabbed Wei Jianguo's hand and said, "Honey, look, the white horse is going to win. It's so beautiful, all white."
Wei Jianguo followed her gaze and saw that it was indeed a good horse.
With only three kilometers left, its nostrils flared and its breathing became rapid. It was obviously very tired, but there was an unyielding look in its eyes.
Song Shuqian was worried about it in her heart. This horse was now ranked fifth, and there were four horses in front of it, which were very strong opponents.
In the last kilometer sprint, every horse tried its best. Their muscles rose and fell violently as they ran at high speed, and every run used up all their strength.
The riders at this moment were the same soldiers she had seen in her previous life. There was a burning fighting spirit in their eyes, and they cooperated well with their horses.
At the last moment, a brown Mongolian horse suddenly exerted its strength and rushed towards the finish line.
There was thunderous cheering from the crowd.
Song Shuqian grabbed Wei Jianguo's arm and said, "Honey, honey, look, it's so powerful. The final sprint was perfect, breaking through such a small gap."
Wei Jianguo looked at his wife indulgently as she skipped and danced holding his arm. Such joy was vivid and alive.
This wonderful game will be forever engraved in the hearts of those present.
Suddenly two little cannonballs rushed towards them, "Mom, mom, this is amazing, so exciting."
For a moment, the mother and her two children were in a commotion, discussing their feelings about watching the game.
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