Chapter 35

Song Shu was hugged by him from behind. The man's arms tightly wrapped around her waist, causing her to stop. His chin rested on her shoulder, and the hot breath from his words blew against her ears.

After hearing what he said, Song Shu felt a little aggrieved for some reason. Just now when he didn't reply, Song Shu could still pretend that nothing had happened. But now that he was talking to her, she suddenly felt a sour feeling welling up in her eyes.

Just like when she was wronged at other times, she could still bear it if no one paid attention to her, but as soon as someone paid attention to her, the grievance seemed to double, and her heart felt sour and bitter as if it was soaked in lemonade.

Song Shu lowered her head and tried to pry his hands apart, struggling in his arms, "Oh, I see."

There was a moment when she thought that if you were unhappy, then you were unhappy, and she ignored you when you asked her about it. Now when you say this, she doesn't want to pay attention to you anymore.

Unexpectedly, the man's arms tightened, as if he wanted to strangle her in his arms. Song Shu couldn't break free at all, and the hand that was trying to pry her apart was also held in his hand.

Chen Zonghao controlled the strength of his hand and held her hand in his palm. That soft and boneless little hand was completely different from his rough hands. He didn't dare to use any force at all.

Hearing her somewhat depressed voice, Chen Zonghao's heart ached for a moment, and he immediately felt that he was not a real man. Seeing that she wanted to leave, he knew that if he didn't explain it to her clearly tonight, it would be the end of her. Therefore, he rarely teased her, "Ah Shu, I'm not happy."

The man's voice was not as calm as usual, no matter what happened. Instead, it sounded aggrieved and lost.

Song Shu stopped struggling. She was a person who would rather be soft-hearted than tough. Seeing the usually tall and strong man now hanging his head like a big dog caught in the rain, and saying "unhappy" twice in a wronged manner, her heart couldn't help but soften. She had never seen a man look so aggrieved before. You know, he always appeared to be strong and invincible.

Chen Zonghao felt that the person in his arms stopped struggling, and he did not withdraw his hands, but still kept his arms around her waist. He pretended to have forgotten about it, and felt secretly happy in his heart. The soft body of the person in his arms leaned against him. Even if he just stayed there quietly, he felt that all the fatigue of the day had dissipated.

Chen Zonghao rubbed his chin against her shoulder and began to explain to her what happened tonight, "Our goods were intercepted, and Shitou and the others were injured..."

Song Shu leaned in his arms, her attention attracted by his words. She didn't realize that she was still in his arms. After listening to him, she realized how dangerous tonight was. She was angry and worried at once, "Are you okay? Are you seriously injured?"

Chen Zonghao saw that her first reaction was to worry about whether they were injured. He felt warm inside and pinched her fingers, shaking his head, "It's okay, it's not serious."

Song Shu heaved a sigh of relief and couldn't help but say, "The goods are lost, so it's lost. It's OK as long as the people are fine."

As she spoke, Song Shu felt the man rub her shoulder again, and his hair tickled her ears. Song Shu couldn't help but shudder, and then she realized that she was still in his arms. Her face turned red immediately, and she hesitated as soon as she moved, and the man's arms tightened a little.

Suddenly Song Shu felt shy and a little breathless, so she could only pat his arm with her hand, "Let me go first."

Chen Zonghao glanced at her red ears and heard her words. He knew he had to stop while he was ahead. Although he was a little reluctant, he slowly withdrew his hand and took a step back.

Song Shu exhaled lightly, took a step forward, and waited until the heat on her face dissipated before she turned around and looked at him. Thinking of his words, she frowned. Although she didn't know what the club was, it was obvious that those people had bad intentions. She asked worriedly, "What are you going to do?"

It was obviously impossible for a person to fight these societies alone, and Chen Zonghao had no intention of confronting them head-on. It was simply not worth it, so he looked down at her and said, "Don't worry, I won't be so impulsive as to fight against them with my own strength."

Besides, he doesn't want to ruin his life on those people, he still wants to own the treasure in front of him.

Song Shu nodded in relief after hearing this. She believed that Chen Zonghao would not be suppressed so easily. Not to mention the achievements he would achieve in the future as described in the book, just from the time she had spent with him, she knew that he was a man with plans and plans.

Therefore, Song Shu curled her lips and looked at him, "It's okay, you are Chen Zonghao, I believe you."

He even joked, "At worst, I can support you and hire you as my chef."

Chen Zonghao raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Okay, then I'll rely on you."

The two of them just looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

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In the morning, Song Shu opened her eyes, thought about what happened last night, curled the corners of her mouth, and stayed in bed for a while before going out.

When I went out, Chen Zonghao and Jiahui were having breakfast.

Jiahui saw her and said happily, holding up the pineapple bun in her hand: "Sister, hurry up and brush your teeth. There is a pineapple bun that you like. I saved the biggest one for you."

Song Shu walked over and touched Jiahui's head, "Thank you, Jiahui."

As she said this, she glanced at the man casually and found that the decadent look on his face from last night was gone, and he had turned back into the same Chen Zonghao as before.

The man seemed to sense her gaze and gave him a questioning look.

Song Shu looked away embarrassedly and said, "I'm going to wash up."

When I came out, the man had already taken Jiahui to school, but he had placed her breakfast neatly on the table, and even put a straw in the soy milk for her.

Song Shu walked over, sat on the chair, and took a sip of soy milk. The temperature of the soy milk warmed her heart.

After breakfast, I went to the front shop. Rong Xiaohua had already opened the door and was sorting out her clothes. When she saw Song Shu, she said, "Sister Shu, are you up?"

Song Shu felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. It seemed that she was the only one who got up late every day. "Well, have you told Xinyi about the modeling thing?"

Rong Xiaohua hung up a Hanfu suit and nodded, "I told her, she agreed. I told her to come to the store that day."

Song Shu nodded and said, "That's good."

Last time at the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival, when she altered their clothes, she had the girls' measurements and sizes, so there was no need for her to measure them again.

Song Shu walked over to help hang the clothes up, chatting with Xiaohua from time to time.

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In the afternoon, Song Shu was just thinking about what to eat today when someone walked in. Song Shu looked up at the person and was a little surprised, "Ms. Du."

It was Du Jiali who walked in. She was wearing a suit and skirt. She looked at her and said with a smile, "Ms. Song, long time no see."

Actually, apart from the one meeting at the last banquet, the person she usually dealt with was Assistant Sun.

Song Shu went up to him and said, "Long time no see."

Du Jiali looked around the store with admiration in her eyes, thinking about their two collaborations, each of which made her earn a lot of money, and each time Miss Song's planning almost always achieved results beyond expectations, and she admired her forward-looking vision.

Du Jiali politely said, "I wonder if Miss Song has time this afternoon. We can go have afternoon tea."

Song Shu had nothing to do in the afternoon, so she nodded and said, "Okay." She was wondering what Miss Du wanted to talk to her about.

Song Shu turned around and gave instructions to Rong Xiaohua, then left with Miss Du. Not long after they walked away, Miss Du took her to a tea restaurant.

The tea restaurant looked like a place that the citizens liked to go to on weekdays. At this time, the restaurant was full of people. A waiter saw Du Jiali walk in and said familiarly, "Miss Du, come here, there is a vacant seat on the second floor."

Du Jiali smiled and said, "Okay, thank you."

He took Song Shu upstairs and explained to her, "My mom often brought me to this coffee shop before. The food is good. The durian mille-feuille and curry fish balls are delicious. You can try them later, Miss Song."

"good."

The two of them went up to the second floor and sat down by the window. From the window they could see the busy street below. Adding to the lively conversation in the restaurant, it looked like a restaurant full of bustling atmosphere.

The two sat down and ordered their food, and soon the waiter brought them the afternoon tea they ordered.

Song Shu looked at the afternoon tea that was served. She couldn't say how it tasted, but it looked very appetizing.

Miss Du picked up her knife and fork and said, "Let's start eating. We can talk about things after we finish eating."

Song Shu hadn't eaten lunch and was feeling hungry, so she picked up her knife and fork and started eating.

I have to say that the afternoon tea in this restaurant is quite good. No wonder Ms. Du often brings Miss Du here to eat.

The two ate and chatted from time to time. When they put down their forks, Du Jiali took out an invitation letter from her bag and handed it to her. "This is an invitation letter from the Hong Kong Ladies Jockey Club. You are invited to watch the first women's horse racing at Happy Valley Racecourse this Saturday."

After hearing this, Song Shu took the invitation letter and opened it. It turned out that it had been almost two months since the horse racing incident, and now women's horse racing finally came to the stage.

It was meaningful to be a witness at such an important occasion, so Song Shu did not refuse and nodded, "Okay, I'll go."

Then he asked, "Did many female riders sign up before?"

Du Jiali nodded. "There are dozens of them. Although they are not as good as male riders, and most of them only know the basics of equestrianism, this is normal. After all, the club has just opened."

"To solve this problem, my mom and other female entrepreneurs plan to sponsor schools to offer equestrian courses so that girls can get in touch with equestrianism from an early age."

Song Shu nodded, "This is a very good idea." Although it takes a long time to cultivate from childhood, it can provide a continuous supply of new blood in the long run.

Du Jiali thought of something and joked, "You can bring your family with you when you bring the invitation. Miss Song can bring her family to watch the show."

Song Shu curled her lips, "Definitely."

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At the Women's Jockey Club, coach Kelly held a list in her hand and looked at the thirty or so female jockeys standing in front of her who had only been trained for two months. Her facial expression showed nothing.

The students stood in a row, looking at the coach. Even if the coach didn't say anything, they didn't dare to whisper to each other.

Because the club spent a lot of money to invite Coach Kelly back from the UK, Kelly has won the British Women's Horse Racing Championship three times, and her strength should not be underestimated.

Horse racing in the UK has a long history, and the current horse racing events in Hong Kong were originally organized by the British government, so it can be said that they are somewhat related to British horse racing.

Moreover, Coach Kelly is not only strong, but also very strict during training. The high-intensity training every day makes them love and hate him.

Looking at the paper in Coach Kelly's hand, they knew that it was the list of people who would be participating in the horse race this Saturday. This time, they would not be competing against each other, but racing against men on a real track, regardless of gender.

They do not think there is anything unfair, on the contrary they are very happy, because it means they are truly treated fairly. Although some people will ridicule them for being stupid and unable to think of racing with men on the same track, based on the innate disparity in physical strength between men and women, the probability of them losing in the race would be more than 90%.

Coach Kelly waved the paper in his hand, "I think you all know what the list in my hand is. It is the list for this competition. There are seven people in total. There will be six groups of competitions on Saturday night. This time, the champion with the shortest time will be selected from these competitions. This means that you not only have the pressure of winning or losing each group, but also the pressure of winning or losing all six groups of competitions in the end."

After hearing this, the trainees took a deep breath even though they had been prepared. This was completely exposed in front of the people of Hong Kong. Whether it would fail or succeed depended on that night.

Their previous efforts, as well as the efforts of all the sisters to promote women's participation in the competition, may be defeated in one day and even hit back. The pressure on them is not small.

Kelly took a look at their expressions. She had experienced this kind of pressure before. At this point, no matter how many words of encouragement she gave them, they all seemed in vain. In the end, they still had to rely on themselves.

Kelly looked at the list and continued, "I will now announce the shortlisted candidates: Zhang Yan, Li Pingping..."

Every time a person was announced, the person whose name was called had a look of happiness and anxiety on his face, and everyone on the scene was more or less a little uneasy.

There was only one girl who looked younger than the other students, and her face was full of anticipation and eagerness to try.

She listened to the coach reading out six names in a row, but hers was not on the list. There was only one spot left. She bit her lower lip and looked at the coach eagerly.

Finally, she saw Coach Kelly look up at her and then said, "The last name on the list, Feng Zhenzhen."

Hearing her name, the girl suddenly raised her hand and shouted loudly, "Here."

The sound of "here" instantly echoed in the conference room, so loud that everyone looked at her. Then they found that the girl's face was full of energy, as if she was ready to go on stage at any time.

Kelly also looked at the girl curiously, and when she met her bright and determined eyes, she seemed to see herself.

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Feng Zhenzhen ran all the way home after getting off the bus. Whenever she met neighbors on the way, she would greet them warmly, "Auntie Li, Grandpa Chen, Uncle Guang..."

Others watched her disappear around the corner like the wind and wondered, "Isn't this Zhenzhen? Why is she in such a hurry? Doesn't she have to go to school?"

An old lady said, "She has graduated and stopped studying. I heard she has joined a women's horse racing club."

A man said, "That's impossible. Why would a girl like her go to a horse race?"

Aunt Li interrupted him, "Da Guang, what are you talking about? Who said women can't race horses? I saw Zhen Zhen was very good at equestrianism when she was in school."

Da Guang said disapprovingly: "What's the use of those three-legged cats that we trained in school?"

At this time, Feng Zhenzhen was unaware of the discussions behind her. Even if she knew, she would not care. She ran up several floors, unlocked the door with her key, pushed it open and walked in. Before she saw anyone, she shouted, "Mommy, little sister, I have good news for you. I'm going to participate in the horse race."

"Really?" Ms. Feng walked out of the kitchen with a spatula in her hand. Her usually calm expression became excited.

The younger sister was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she heard her elder sister's voice, she stood up and jumped on the sofa, shouting, "My elder sister is so awesome."

Feng Zhenzhen looked at the two of them, nodded vigorously, and confirmed again: "It's true, I can go on stage now."

Ms. Feng held the spatula, clasped her hands together, and bowed to the heavens and the earth, muttering, "God bless me."

After hearing what she said, Feng Zhenzhen wanted to say, "Mom, how can it be God's blessing? I clearly got it through my own hard work."

But Feng Zhenzhen didn't say that, she knew her mother was just too happy.

Feng Zhenzhen saw that she had calmed down before she continued, "I can bring a few family members in when the time comes. Mommy, you and your little sister must come and watch."

Ms. Feng nodded with amusement. "What are you talking about? We will definitely go to cheer for you when you play for the first time. By the way, I want to borrow a camera from Ms. Li next door so that I can take pictures of your game as a souvenir."

Ms. Feng kept on talking, saying that she would give Zhenzhen more supplements in the next few days, and then she was afraid that too much would be bad.

Feng Zhenzhen agreed to everything in a good-tempered manner, and this small room seemed to begin to bloom with a different kind of vitality because of this incident.

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When Chen Zonghao came back in the evening, he brought some midnight snacks. Yes, they started their life of having midnight snacks together again.

Song Shu sucked a snail and told him about the horse racing event on Saturday, and asked, "Will you go then?"

Chen Zonghao saw that she couldn't help sniffing while sucking on the snails. Sweat beads appeared on her nose and her lips turned bright red. This was because the boss accidentally put a lot of chili peppers when frying the snails.

Song Shu, who can't eat spicy food very well, saw that the snails were fried very deliciously, and she couldn't help but suck on them while inhaling.

Chen Zonghao picked up the Coke and refilled her almost empty cup. Song Shu naturally took a big sip and burped. She didn't feel uncomfortable after the burp. She could now burp in front of Chen Zonghao calmly and then pick up a snail and eat it freely.

Chen Zonghao took out a few tissues from the tissue box beside him and handed them to her, saying, "Go."

Song Shu took it, wiped the sweat off her face, and nodded, "Okay, then we'll go together."

After finishing the conversation, Song Shu focused on finishing the midnight snack in front of her. Chen Zonghao watched her eat. When he saw that she had eaten most of the snails, he reached out to take the rest, closed the box, and said, "Don't eat it, or you will get a sore throat tomorrow."

Song Shu looked at the box of snails reluctantly, but knowing that Chen Zonghao was right, she could only look away.

Chen Zonghao reached out and picked up a bottle of black stuff from the table, unscrewed the lid and handed it to her, "Drink some cool tea, it can help you get rid of internal heat."

Song Shu looked at the bottle of cold tea with a look of rejection on her face. She didn't want to drink it. It was enough for her to drink on weekdays. She didn't want to drink it at night.

But I also knew that the man had good intentions and that drinking some cooling tea would help me not get irritated tomorrow, so I could only take it and drink half the bottle with deep hatred, then return the rest to him, "I don't want any more."

Chen Zonghao no longer forced himself and drank the remaining half bottle.

Song Shu almost choked when she saw this, "You..." She wanted to say that the half bottle was what she had left.

Chen Zonghao drank the remaining half bottle of cold tea in one gulp, glanced at her, and said calmly: "I only bought one bottle of cold tea."

What he meant was that he didn't want to get angry so he drank it. Even so, Song Shu still felt hot. Looking at the man's slightly raised eyebrows, it seemed like he was teasing her.

Song Shu stood up and stepped on his foot in shame and anger, "Pick up the trash yourself, I'm going to sleep."

Chen Zonghao didn't feel any pain at all from the force of the step on his foot. Looking at her hurried back and the shy look on her face, he curled the corners of his mouth.

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On Saturday, Song Shu packed up and went to the racecourse with Chen Zonghao and Jiahui.

Sitting on the bus, I found that there were quite a lot of people on it, most of them were girls. Some of them were still wearing denim suits, and it was obvious that they were there to support the female jockeys who were taking part.

Some people even distributed flyers to everyone, which gave some information about the female riders who would be competing.

A girl was handing out flyers from the back of the car to the front. If she handed them to ladies, everyone happily took them, but if she handed them to men, only a few took them.

The girl walked towards Song Shu while distributing tickets and handed one to a man sitting on a chair. The man took it. The girl saw that he took it and wanted to pass it to the next person.

However, the man took it, glanced at it, and threw it on the ground in disgust, saying in disgust, "What garbage."

This action was unexpected. Everyone nearby looked over. The girl stood there in a daze, unable to react. It was the first time she encountered such blatant malice.

The man showed no apology at all and glared at the girl fiercely, "What are you looking at? I'm telling you not to post this garbage on the bus again."

Faced with such malice, the girl shrank back a step. When the man saw her doing this, a wicked smile appeared on his face, with an extremely smug look in his eyes.

Song Shu walked over, bent down, picked up the flyer and held it in her hand. She stood up and looked the man straight in the eye. "Sir, your self-righteous and rude humiliation will only make you look weak and incompetent. After all, you can only scare little girls."

The man stood up in anger, his eyes wide open, his nose twitching, and shouted, "What are you talking about, you gossip? I'll show you what cowardice is."

As he said that, he raised his hand and wanted to slap Song Shu hard.

Chen Zonghao, who was behind Song Shu, narrowed his eyes and walked forward quickly.

But before the man's hand fell, Song Shu pinched his wrist. Within a second, the man's hand felt numb, and the strength in his hand was completely drained away. He could only hang down without any strength.

The man immediately held the hand with his other hand in horror and looked at Song Shu in shock, "Ah, my hand, what did you do to my hand?"

Song Shu looked at him with a smile, "Nothing, just reminding you that violence is the most useless way to solve problems."

In fact, she just pressed the acupoints on his hand unexpectedly, paralyzing his hand temporarily. This was some self-defense skills she learned in her previous life.

Song Shu continued, "Oh, sorry, I'm afraid you can't use violence now."

This is very infuriating and insulting, as if telling the man that the force he relies on is nothing but a trifle.

Before the man could say anything, a petite girl jumped out from the side and pushed the man to the ground. The girl angrily said, "You bastard, you dare to hit a woman, you are looking for death."

The other men in the car saw that the man had a strong physique, but suddenly one of his hands was broken by a woman, and then he was pushed by a little girl and fell down. They couldn't help swallowing their saliva. It was so horrible.

The man was humiliated by the two women and his face was full of anger, but he was also jealous of the woman's methods, the little girl with infinite strength, and the man who walked behind the woman, put his hands on her shoulders and stared at him coldly. He shuddered and dared not say anything. When the bus stopped at a station, he got off the bus in shame.

Seeing the man escape from the car, the girls in the car cheered. The men sitting in the car didn't dare to say anything. Didn't they see the guy being pinned down and beaten before?

Everyone applauded them. The girl handing out flyers thanked them and said a little embarrassedly, "It's all my fault for being so cowardly. Thank you for helping me."

Song Shu looked at her with a soothing smile on her face, "You are not a coward. Sometimes retreating is not a form of cowardice. Don't let assholes make you doubt yourself. You are right."

The little girl's eyes turned red and she nodded, "Yes, I understand."

The little girl who had just made a move shook her head and said, "This sister is right."

The three of them couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Jia Hui was held in Chen Zonghao's arms. Looking at her sister, her eyes sparkled and she clapped along, "Sister is so amazing."

Chen Zonghao stared at the woman and nodded, "Yeah, very impressive."

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When they arrived at the racecourse, the two little girls got off the car with Song Shu and did not separate until they entered the venue. Song Shu and Chen Zonghao and Jiahui walked to the seats given to them by Miss Du.

Except for those who received invitations, all other tickets for tonight's game were sold out early.

The seats for the invitations were in several luxurious boxes on the second floor. In addition to some young men and women from Hong Kong, there were also many big shots sitting in those boxes.

Miss Du came here with her mother, and sitting next to her was Councillor Zhang, whom Song Shu had met last time.

However, Song Shu's seat was not in the same box as theirs, which was not surprising, because that box was occupied by all the big shots.

Song Shu and the other two walked towards their private room. When they pushed open the door and walked in, they found that someone they knew was sitting there.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the woman sitting in the seat looked up and shouted in surprise, "Ah Shu."

Song Shu was also somewhat surprised and walked over, "Tian Tian."

Tian Tian was sitting in this box. Song Shu thought that Miss Du was quite considerate and arranged them in a box.

Sitting next to Tian Tian was Zhang Ershao, and some celebrities were sitting in other seats. When they heard the sound, they just glanced at them.

Tian Tian came over and pulled Song Shu to sit on the sofa, and at the same time invited Chen Zonghao to sit down with her, "I didn't expect you to come to watch the horse racing too."

Song Shu said, "Ms. Du sent me an invitation."

Tian Tian suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

Young Master Zhang, who was sitting next to Tian Tian, ​​couldn't help but look at Song Shu a few times when he saw how enthusiastic she was. The more he looked, the more familiar she seemed to him. He pointed at her and said, "You, who are you..."

But when he stretched out his finger, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and met the gaze of the man sitting next to the woman, without any emotion. That look reminded him of the way his father looked at him when he got into trouble, and he was so scared that he reflexively withdrew his finger. After retracting his finger, he suddenly realized why he was afraid of him, and felt a little embarrassed for a moment, so he wanted to say something.

Tian Tian patted his leg and glared at him unhappily, "What's that? That's my good friend Song Shu. She bet on your horse to win the horse race last time you won."

After being glared at by Tian Tian, ​​Zhang Ershao was no longer angry. After hearing her words, he suddenly remembered, "Oh, it's her."

Then he stretched out his hand, "Hello, Miss Song, I am Tian Tian's boyfriend, Zhang Zuwen."

However, it was not Song Shu who held the hand, but Chen Zonghao who held it. The man looked at him and said, "Hello."

Young Master Zhang was choked for a moment, and withdrew his hand awkwardly, saying to Song Shu, "Miss Song's husband is really interesting."

Glancing at the child sitting between them, he added, "Your daughter is so cute."

After saying that, Song Shu and the others looked at him speechlessly. Tian Tian rolled his eyes at him and said, "Although Ah Shu and Chen Zonghao are married, that is not their daughter but a niece, idiot."

Having made a fool of himself, Zhang Ershao laughed awkwardly, "Hahaha," "Really?"

Tian Tian looked at her watch and saw that the game was about to start. She couldn't help but say to him, "The game has started. You should go back to your box."

Zhang Ershaosi didn't care at all and leaned back on the sofa. "It's okay for me to watch from here."

Tian Tian looked at him without saying anything. Zhang Ershao could only touch his nose and stand up. "Okay, I'll go back to my room and come see you when it's over."

After saying this, Young Master Zhang said hello to Song Shu and the others and walked out of the box.

Song Shu looked at the way Tian Tian and Zhang Ershao interacted, which was completely different from the first time they met. She asked curiously, "You and Zhang Ershao?"

Tian Tian said nonchalantly, "That's all."

It's just that he is after her beauty and she is after his money.

After hearing this, Song Shu stopped asking questions.

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After a while, the race began, with five horses in each group.

In order to see more clearly, the people in the box stood in front of the terrace, and Song Shu and the others also walked over.

Among the first group of five riders, only one was a woman, and the other four were men.

Their horses were equally tall and mighty. After all, the Ladies Jockey Club was also funded by wealthy people, and the horses they used were all top-notch. There was not much difference between everyone's horses, and what they were competing for now was their respective strengths.

The whistle blew, the race began, and the five horses on the field all ran at lightning speed.

The audience in the stadium cheered.

The female rider was wearing a riding suit designed by Song Shu. It was a trouser suit, with a vest shirt on the upper body and white trousers on the lower body. The riding suit was neatly cut and was slim and comfortable to wear.

At this time, when put on by the female jockey, he looks tall and handsome, just like a majestic female general.

In fact, a horse race does not take long and it passed very quickly. The riders crossed the finish line one after another. The female rider was the third one to cross the finish line. She neither won the first place nor fell behind the last place.

Suddenly, the men cheered and a voice was heard, "Look, men are still better at horse racing. Let these women see that they are just serving as foils for us men."

The other men echoed, "That's right. If I were a woman, I would be ashamed and walk out of the racecourse right away."

A lady next to them frowned and looked at them, "Excuse me, are the fourth and fifth place winners men or women?"

This made them choke, and someone said loudly: "Anyway, the man is in first place now."

The lady didn't argue with them, "Oh, really? I hope you men can keep the first place."

After the first game, some men were very proud, as if the victory for the day was theirs.

At the start of the second race, two female riders took the second and third places in the group.

In the third race, the female rider won first place. When she crossed the finish line, there were enthusiastic cheers in the field, and the men who were so powerful just now suddenly lost their arrogance.

The female rider who won first place in the third group, sitting on the horse, looked at her classmates and spectators cheering for her in the audience, with tears in her eyes. She is the oldest among the participating riders, so her mentality is more stable, and she did not expect to succeed.

When the fourth group started, the female riders in this group only won third place and failed to extend the victory of the third group.

The fifth group of competitions began, and the female riders in this group achieved the worst result among female riders so far, fourth place.

After the two matches, the mood among the ladies watching on the field became a little depressed, while the men started to show off again.

In Miss Du's box, Du Jiali watched the competition. Even though she usually kept a calm expression, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious under the influence of the atmosphere. There was also a competition. She looked at the program and the last person to perform was a young girl who had just graduated from high school at the age of 18.

Being so young, Du Jiali was worried that the girl would be affected by the atmosphere on the field and fail. Even if she was very strong, she would not succeed if her mentality collapsed.

Du Jiali turned around and found that her mother and Councillor Zhang were very calm, with peaceful expressions on their faces, and were drinking tea.

Du Jiali walked over and sat next to Ms. Du, and said, "Mommy, aren't you nervous?"

Ms. Du looked at her and said calmly, "There's nothing to be nervous about."

Du Jiali said, "What if we lose this competition?"

Ms. Du took a sip of tea slowly and said, "So what if I lose."

Councillor Zhang also chimed in: "Well, the club has already been built. If we lose, we can just win it back next time."

Ms. Du looked at her daughter and said, "Just like Qiuhua said, we already have the things in our hands, how could we let them take them away?"

Du Jiali listened to their words thoughtfully.

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Song Shu next to her also answered Tian Tian, ​​"It's okay to lose. We shouldn't be afraid of losing. We will always win next time."

Tian Tian exhaled, "Oh, I'm just nervous."

In the last group of competitions, a female rider wore the second riding suit designed by Song Shu, which was modified from the denim skirt suit. The fabric used was more comfortable, with brown denim leather upper body and denim miniskirt lower body.

Female riders are supposed to be dressed in a playful and pretty way, but when they sit on horseback, they have a powerful aura as if they are galloping on the loess plateau in the west.

The female rider on horseback was obviously young and immature. As soon as she came on stage, there were constant cheers and applause.

"What the hell? They're out of female jockeys, so they sent a kid on the field."

"Tsk, this time we are really embarrassed. Don't accuse us male riders of bullying the weak."

"Is the Jockey Club still going to work? It's being bossed around by a bunch of women."

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Feng Zhenzhen was standing on the starting line waiting on horseback when suddenly a male jockey next to her said in a nasty tone, "Hey, kid, why don't you go home and feed yourself? Don't cry if you lose later."

Feng Zhenzhen did not turn around to reply to him, but just stared at the track intently, holding the reins in her hand.

The male rider felt bored when she ignored him and pouted, thinking that he would let this little brat know how powerful he was.

In the audience, Ms. Feng sat with her little daughter. The little girl looked at the field and pointed at the only female jockey on the field and asked, "Mommy, is it my sister? Is it my sister's turn to play?"

Ms. Feng touched her head and said, "Yes, it's my sister."

The little girl clapped her hands excitedly, "I want to cheer for my sister."

After a while, the whistle blew and the last race began. The horses on the field ran towards the finish line almost at the same time like arrows shot from a bow.

People saw the two horses in the middle running ahead, riding almost side by side, with no difference in speed.

Watching the tense game, the audience couldn't help but stand up and shouted, "Come on, No. 3!"

"Come on, No. 4."

Number 4 was the racehorse ridden by the young girl. Everyone was amazed to see her riding alongside another racehorse. How could this be possible?

Feng Zhenzhen, who was on the field, had nothing in her mind. She just focused on driving the horse, with only "run, run, run" in her mind.

Everyone saw that when the girl turned the corner, she lowered her waist and clamped her feet on the horse's back. Her body seemed to become one with the horse, and her movements were in perfect harmony with the horse's riding.

Then they saw the horse speeding up in the bend. Even if they were not on the field, they could feel the danger. Then in the blink of an eye, horse number 4 overtook horse number 3 and ran ahead.

No. 3, who was lagging behind, looked at the stable in front and was amazed by the little girl's superb horsemanship and impressed by her fearless drive when turning.

Amid the deafening cheers from the racecourse, the little girl rode her horse across the finish line.

She rode on her horse, waving to the audience with both hands, and her victorious posture made the cheers even louder.

It lasted until her death.

All six groups of horses competed and finally the champion was decided.

At this time, the staff moved a prize-giving platform to the middle of the racecourse, and all the jockeys stood in a row in front of the platform waiting to be awarded.

The audience in the stands suddenly fell silent, staring intently at the awarding podium.

The host's voice came from the radio, "The results of this year's 1,000-meter horse race have been announced. Next, we will reveal the results by time. The 30th place is male jockey xxx, with a time of 65.9 seconds."

Every time a name was announced, the atmosphere on and off the field became tense.

"10th place, female rider xxx, time 58.96 seconds."

The names of the fifth place winners have been announced, but the names of the female riders who won first place in the third and sixth groups have not yet been announced.

Everyone in the field started discussing it enthusiastically. "It's so tense. I have to say those two female riders are really good. They made it into the top five."

"Yes, there are some, but I bet the first place will definitely be a male rider."

"Not necessarily. I feel uncertain."

Everyone has their own guesses.

Fortunately, the result was announced soon, "Fourth place, female rider xxx from the third group, time 56.75."

"Ah, the female jockey is only fourth. There is only one left. There is no chance of getting first place."

"But being in the top three is already amazing."

"Wait, I'll say horse racing is a man's activity."

The host's voice continued, "The third place is male rider xxx, who took 56.05 seconds. The second and first place took 55.78 seconds and 55.15 seconds respectively. Congratulations to our female rider Feng Zhenzhen for taking first place."

After the words were spoken, the whole place was silent for two seconds, and then the shouts that pierced the sky rang out, "Feng Zhenzhen!" "We won!" "Feng Zhenzhen!"

On the field, the other female jockeys surrounded Feng Zhenzhen and lifted her up, "Feng Zhenzhen."

The young girl stood on the podium holding the championship trophy and smiling brightly. This photo was frozen in the long river of history.

From today on, Feng Zhenzhen's name will be heard throughout the racecourse and throughout Hong Kong.

For a long time afterwards, she remained the legend of horse racing. She always stood tall at the Hong Kong Racecourse and even went beyond Hong Kong and into the world.