The reborn male god arrives

Chapter 170 85 Racecourse (3)
Yang Qingbo stood up, smiled and stretched out his hand to Yun Feixiao, "Hi, Young Master Yun! I'm Yang Qingbo." The four people in front of him were the famous Four Young Masters in Beijing, so he naturally didn't dare to offend.

"Hello!" Yun Feixiao smiled and shook hands with the other party.Originally, she wasn't interested in the entertainment industry, but since she planned to enter the entertainment industry, she would occasionally check the entertainment news, so she was no stranger to Yang Qingbo.Although he is young, he has already won the Best Actor trophy twice, so in the entertainment industry, he also has a pivotal position.

"Feixiao, do you know how to ride a horse?" Ling Youji stretched out her hand to brush her hair, that inadvertent movement was soul-stirring and charming to the extreme.The few men present swallowed their saliva involuntarily.

"A little bit." Yun Feixiao nodded with a smile.In her previous life, she also loved riding horses very much, so she would often go to the horse farm for a few laps to enjoy herself.

"Then how about we compete later?" Ling Youji suggested with a smile.

"No problem!" Yun Feixiao nodded in response.

"Then I want to join in too!" Wang Yuting said with interest.

"It's better for everyone to go together. It just so happens that I haven't ridden a horse for a long time." Mo Xingyu suggested with a smile.

"The race is about to start! Do you want to go to the auditorium together?" Luo Yanwei asked with a smile when he saw on the screen that the rider had already led the horse out.He came to the racecourse today mainly to bet on the horses.

"Then how about we go to the horse race first and choose a horse to ride later?" Mo Xingyu asked.

"Okay!" Everyone nodded in unison.

The group quickly arrived at the auditorium, found a row of adjacent seats and sat down.Although today is not the weekend, there are still many people coming to the racecourse.

"Feixiao, which horse do you think will win?" Ling Youji asked after glancing at the horses on the field.

Yun Feixiao swept across the horses on the field, and finally stopped at a black horse, "Number 9, I think that horse is pretty good."

"Feixiao, your vision is terrible! I have been here a few times, but I have never seen that horse win. I still think that No. 7 may win more." Luo Yanwei said.He has been here more than once or twice, and he is very familiar with the horses here.

"I also think number 9 is pretty good." Ling Youji laughed.He doesn't know much about betting on horses, but he knows how to ride them.When he was learning martial arts in Wudang Mountain, he would often ride a horse.

"Then how about we make a bet? If you win, I will pay for today's expenses. If you lose, you will be responsible." Luo Yanwei suggested with a smile.They naturally don't care about money.

"no problem!"

"Okay!" Yun Feixiao and Ling Youji responded at the same time.

Soon, the announcement that the game is about to start came from the radio.

Looking up, all the riders and horses are already in position.

With a gunshot, twelve horses ran forward quickly under the control of their riders.

At the beginning of the race, No. 7 and No. 9 ran forward in a neck-and-neck posture. When they were about to reach the finish line, No. 9 horse suddenly exerted strength and surpassed No. 7 and crossed the finish line.

Immediately, there was a burst of booing in the audience.Because everyone was not very optimistic about No. 9, but they didn't expect No. 9 to stand out this time.

"Feixiao, you're so lucky! I've come so many times, and this is the first time I've seen No. 9 win." Luo Yanwei laughed.Winning or losing has no effect on him, he just wants to find that exciting feeling in betting on horses.

(End of this chapter)