Yu Jianrong sighed: "So it is!"
Knowing that Mo Heng had specially learned to ride so well, Yu Jianrong felt much more at ease.
Otherwise, he was born as an athlete, and he really couldn't hold back his face, and he couldn't explain to the two children.
The great and all-powerful image of the father collapsed! (Yu Xiaoxuan: Dad, wake up, you didn't have it!)
Yu Jianrong was much more relaxed: "I didn't expect you actors to meet quite a lot!"
Mo Heng: "That's right, if you want to be a good actor, you have to be omnipotent!"
After saying this, Mo Heng tapped the horse's belly with his calf, and the horse under his crotch immediately began to jog...
Yu Jianrong shouted anxiously from behind: "Hey? Don't run away? Wait for me..."
Mo Heng: "Don't be afraid, just follow what I taught you, and ride forward slowly..."
Yu Jianrong looked down at his horse, and was looking enviously at Mo Heng's direction!
He bent down helplessly, touched the horse's mane gently, and straightened its shiny mane: "Little horse, don't worry, give me some time, when I learn, we will chase them... Don't worry, Don't be in a hurry..."
Yu Xiaoxuan saw that Mo Heng rode away, but Yu Jianrong was still chatting with the horse on the spot, and shouted curiously: "Father, what are you doing? Horses are for riding, not for watching, you Do you understand or not?"
Yu Jianrong: "..."
This is really a real daughter!
Yu Jiaojiao and Mo Yun bent over laughingly at Yu Xiaoxuan's childish words.
Finally, Jianrong learned how to ride a horse, and two young Kazakhs took their seats.
They wore traditional Kazakh costumes and rode out on horses in high spirits, their aura was not inferior to that of Mo Heng.
Kazakhs are obsessed with horse racing. These two were also the champion and third runner-up of the last horse race.
Yu Jianrong was a little scared when he heard it: "I can definitely beat them in basketball, but what about horse racing..."
He turned to look at Mo Heng: "It's up to you!"
Mo Heng's eyes were a little more serious, and he said quietly: "Look at me!"
The four stood side by side, and the village chief handed a one-meter-long red cloth to the previous champion.
Yu Jianrong asked in a low voice, "What does this mean?"
Mo Heng: "Did you see that piece of red cloth? We'll have to chase it later, if we catch up and get it, we'll win!"
Yu Jianrong suddenly realized: "So it is!"
Seeing that the four were ready, the village chief gave an order, and the four galloped away on horses...
The champion who was constantly waving the red cloth was so fast that he shot out like an arrow—
The third runner-up probably lost the last game. Holding a breath in his heart, seeing the falling distance, he suddenly clamped the horse's stomach and picked up speed to catch up. Just when he was about to reach the champion, he accidentally saw a black horse , actually caught up with them at the same time—
The second runner-up was stunned.
He didn't expect that the young idols who came here to participate in the show had the same blood as their Kazakh men, and their horse riding skills were not just for show.
In this daze, Ji Jun's speed slowed down a little, and in the blink of an eye, he was overtaken by Mo Heng's black horse and fell to the disadvantage.
Ji Jun was secretly annoyed, and tried to catch up, but it was very difficult.
As for Mo Heng, he followed the red cloth closely, his eyes seemed to be ablaze with the red, firm and passionate.
Ji Jun was suddenly relieved...
It seems that there is nothing to be ashamed of being surpassed by such a young man!
(end of this chapter)