Best Son-in-law

At this moment, the referee's whistle blew, and the jockeys took their places and mounted their horses.

At this moment, the hearts of the audience in the stands were mentioned in their throats.

"But you must win." Wu Qianqian thought to herself.

In the end, when the whistle blew, Paul, who was riding Adolf, took the lead, overcame the obstacles and left the jockeys behind him.

The audience cheered.

"Adolf, Adolf."

"Paul, Paul."

Seeing this, Wu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and sat down, the one thousand yuan pocket money need not be wasted.

But it was too late to be happy, and Andrew, a red horse behind Adolf, caught up, almost equal to Adolf.

Wu Qianqian narrowed her eyes, her heart was beating wildly, and she was about to mention it in her throat.

At this time, the sports commentator on the field picked up the microphone and explained to everyone: "Adolf is worthy of being the favorite to win the championship. He took the lead and left the other players behind. And Andrew, as the same favorite to win the championship, is not willing to Showing weakness, you are fighting over each other, and the competition is very fierce."

"This Andrew is amazing." Wu Qianqian couldn't help but stand up.

Qian Feng couldn't help but stand up at this time. Not only him, but more than half of the audience in the stands stood up, closely watching the game on the field.

"What's wrong with this Andrew today? It's bloody? Usually, he can't outrun Adolf at all." Qian Feng was worried, after all, he had just boasted.

"That's right, what happened to Alex, who can usually compete with Adolf for the hegemony? It's like smoking a big cigarette. It's so useless, I'm so mad." A Marseille enthusiast standing next to Qian Feng was angry. said uneasily.

"Andrew seems to be today's dark horse. It has surpassed Adolf. When he crossed the fourth obstacle, Adolf's speed seemed to slow down. This is not right. Are you adjusting tactics?" The sports commentator continued to explain. .

After Andrew surpassed Adolf to become No. 1, half of the people in the stands were about to explode.

"Adolf, what's the matter with you today? Run quickly." There was chaos in the stands.

After Adolf slowed down, he was then overtaken by Arnold, who was originally third.

"It seems that Adolf can't win the championship." Li Fan sat on the spot with a calm expression, and said leisurely.

"Shut up, even if Adolf can't win the championship, your Alva can't even win the championship." Qian Feng snorted coldly.

At this point, he also paid attention to Alva behind him, and found that Alva was struggling with a black pony, Barton, for the second-to-last place.

"The vision is really good, and I really chose the first one, the last one." Qian Feng said disdainfully.

"That's not necessarily the case, the game isn't over yet, isn't it?" Li Fan was still calm.

"Brother Qian Feng, what should I do if Adolf can't win the championship? That thousand yuan is all my pocket money. If it's gone, I'll have to drink the northwest wind in the next half month." Wu Qianqian looked sad, she said. It was found that Adolf had been reduced to fourth.

"No, Adolf is very powerful." Qian Feng said.

In the middle of the race, Alva caught up with two horses in a row and now ranks third from the bottom. Adolf's condition has also recovered, and he has surpassed the first two and is competing with his old rival Andrew for the first place.

The difference between the two horses is only a line.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Qian Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "It's dangerous, this time Adolf's opponents are quite strong."

Soon, Adolf surpassed Andrew again and took the first place.

"Alright, alright, Qianqian, just wait for a while to win money." Qian Feng patted Wu Qianqian on the shoulder and comforted.

"It's too scary." Wu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.

Today's Adolf has fallen a lot behind Andrew.

"No way, this is the charm of Marseille. Fortunately, there is no danger." Qian Feng sighed.

"He Wei, you should really buy Adolf's quiz, I'll say you will win." Qian Feng said.

"The game is not over yet." Li Fan reminded with a smile.

"Don't look at it, Adolf is famous for finishing the second half. As long as he passes the middle obstacle and still ranks first, no other horse will surpass him." Qian Feng said proudly.

"That Alva is now the third from the bottom. He really deserves to be Brother Qian Feng. I knew that Alva couldn't do it right away." Wu Qianqian adored.

Qian Feng narrowed his eyes: "I already said that Alva's jockeys are too young and inexperienced. Alva is a little worse than the real first-class horses. This time the middle of the competition is not bad. Some people are just If you don’t listen, you still think you’re right to vote for it, just because the odds are high, right? It’s really short of sight and lack of knowledge.”

"Not only did he harm himself, but also others." Qian Feng said, his eyes fell on Han Qiaoqiao next to him.

"Wow, really, Adolf has left Andrew by a large margin now, and Alva is back to the second last." Wu Qianqian saw that Adolf was about to win, and she was so happy that she jumped up excitedly and couldn't help clapping her hands. .

"As expected." Qian Feng sat down again, pretending to be indifferent: "Sit down, Qianqian."

"Okay." Wu Qianqian was happy and sat down while holding He Wei's arm next to her.

Half of the people in the stands were relieved.

Just when everyone's spirits were relaxed, the following sports commentators were not calm: "Alva is accelerating now, it surpassed the old rival Webb, and surpassed the fifth Alex, and the fourth Arnold, it It's now number three."

"Is Alva going to be a dark horse?"

Hearing this, Qian Feng's face changed, and the corner of his mouth twitched, but he still pretended to be calm and said casually, "It's just the third."

"Gosh, this race is too exciting, Alva's young jockeys seem to have a reckless drive, and they surpassed Andrew after following big brother Paul!"

"The gap between the two is shrinking rapidly, and now the schedule is about to end. Who will win the championship?"

"That Alva is really catching up?" Wu Qianqian stood up, covering her mouth with her hands.

"Calm down, calm down, it's just a second at most. I said, no one can surpass Adolf in the second half of the obstacle course." Qian Feng pretended to be calm and said confidently.

"Qian, Brother Qian Feng, Alva has surpassed Adolf." Wu Qianqian said, pointing to Alva on the racecourse.

"What?" Qian Feng couldn't calm down any longer. He stood up and watched the game on the field in disbelief.

Now Alva has surpassed Adolf to become No. 1, and Adolf doesn't seem to have any ability to compete at all. His speed is declining sharply, and he is even slowly caught up by the third Andrew.

Now Alva is leading the way and is very close to the finish line.

"You can't lose, Adolf." Qian Feng was praying for a miracle in his heart, but he squeezed out all the money he had saved from his work.

Moreover, he boasted about Haikou just now, saying that Adolf would definitely win the championship. Wasn't he slapped in the face?

Soon, Qian Feng was desperate, Adolf's speed dropped sharply, and was even caught up by Andrew, and the race was running out.

Adolf won the championship, not even a miracle.

It's impossible.

"Adolf's speed has dropped sharply, and it seems that the hidden injury on his foot has brought him a lot of obstacles." The sports commentator sighed.

In the end, Alva won the championship, and the young jockeys enjoyed the cheers of several people. They didn't understand Marseille, they just saw that the odds were high, and their hearts were ruthless.

This time, they were instantly overwhelmed with excitement, and even a few of them regretted it.

The other audience members and Qian Feng had the same expression, like eating a plate of flies, sluggish, uncomfortable, and despairing.

Wu Qianqian wanted to cry without tears: "It's over, it's over, I'm going to drink the northwest wind."

"How, how is it possible?" Qian Feng murmured.

"Didn't you say it all? It has a problem with its legs, and it can't do anything if it loses." Li Fan also said with a smile.

Hearing Li Fan's voice, Qian Feng's face slammed, and it became extremely ugly. He originally laughed at others for not understanding Marseille, but now his face has been slapped directly by reality.

Qian Feng's face was dull, but he was unwilling to do so, and there was still contempt written in his eyes: "The villain's success is just a piece of shit luck."

He looked at Li Fan and became more and more unhappy.

"Brother Li Fan, we really won?" Han Qiaoqiao hasn't recovered yet. She didn't have any hope, but she didn't expect to win.

Eight times the odds, just now they bought a 2,000 quiz, and this time it has increased eight times, but it is not 16,000.

This time, he earned 14,000 yuan. It was like a dream for Han Qiaoqiao. Usually, the annual harvest in the field may not reach this number.

"Qiaoqiao, let's go to receive the award." Li Fan looked indifferent.

"Okay." The two walked quickly towards the quiz table.

Only Qian Feng looked at Li Fan's back angrily, and said unhappily, "This grandson is too good at pretending, 14,000, you will wake up laughing when you dream in the middle of the night."

"Qian Feng, it's not good to say that." He Wei frowned next to her.

"Look at his appearance, he's like 280,000, I don't know which big family's rich young master he thought he was." Qian Feng snorted coldly.

"My pocket money is gone, I can't buy clothes, and I can't eat delicious food. I really regret it. I really shouldn't use it in quizzes. If you win, you will only win a hundred. If you lose, you will lose a thousand. Which one is worth it? Don't I count? It's over, it's over." Wu Qianqian next to her was deeply regretful, heartbroken, and her face was full of sadness.

"Okay, don't talk about it, I will supply you with the thousand yuan, and the right should be the quiz I bought." Qian Feng said helplessly.

Wu Qianqian just waited for Qian Feng's words, and when she heard it, her eyes shone brightly, and her eyes flashed, but when she rolled her eyes, she did not agree immediately, but pretended to shirk: "Then why are you embarrassed?"

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, as long as you promise me to accompany Brother Xiong for a drink, that's fine." Qian Feng narrowed his eyes, thinking of Wu Qianqian.