The teenager on horseback panicked because he had not jumped over the four-star barrier.
He knows that he should keep the rhythm of the body up and down on the horseback so that he won't get tired. When he jumps, he leans forward and clings to the horseback, just like merging with the horse, keeping pace with the horse's pace at all times.
When the little white horse took off, in order to cross the railing, his hind legs threw his lower body up to a height, almost hitting Zasang's ass, where Zasang panicked.
He has never felt the treatment of such a four-star rider!
But it was more of a slightly dazed joy, knowing that before today, he didn't know that his little white horse was so powerful
Then came shame, because he was obviously far behind compared to Xiao Baima.
When Zasang ran this field, he obviously felt that he could not keep up with the rhythm of the little white horse, and almost fell down several times.
Fortunately, he was a child who grew up on horseback. When at a loss, he grabbed the reins, clamped his horse, and sometimes even closed his eyes.
Feeling the difficulty of Zasang, Qiao Qixi quietly gave up a few sprint opportunities, in order to prevent Zasang from falling off his horse, but also to score.
When the rider falls off the horse on the field, he will be eliminated immediately.
The horse refuses to jump for four points once, and refuses to jump twice for elimination. The rules are very strict. He prefers to lengthen the time rather than get out immediately.
Everyone off the court saw that the white horse slowed down, and the quietly timing coach pursed his mouth. According to him, if he changed his rider, this match would be more beautiful.
In spite of this, the White Horse passed all the obstacles smoothly.
After the end, Zhasang's back was soaked with sweat, a little sweat appeared on his dark face, and his black and white eyes were full of excitement. It seemed that he also knew that his performance was mediocre.
However, Uncle Hu still praised him and gave him a big hug after he got off the horse: "Zhasang, I haven't seen you running for a while, how can you improve so fast?!"
Yes, even though it was all the credit of the little white horse just now, he did make rapid progress.
Zasang showed a shy smile: "It's my horse, he is very powerful!"
Qiao Qixi thought triumphantly, isn't it
After jumping through 10 obstacles of 1.55 meters high, the face is not red and the heart is not beating, you can have another one!
"A horse is a good horse, but you have to train more for your little baby." The coach said with a smile: "If you hurry up just now, you can win prizes in the Masters."
Zasang scratched his head, and Uncle Hu said: "Zhasang is not from the youth academy. He works at home all the time in the farm. It is not easy to have this performance."
"Yes, Dorje has a successor." The coach looked at Zasang and mentioned his father's name.
Because of this sentence, Zasang raised a smile.
But what shocked him most was what the coach said next: "The Olympic domestic trials will start in one week. Our province will send three people to the competition. If you can improve the speed within this week, I will use one of them. Here is the place for you."
Except for Qiao Qixi, everyone was in a sluggish state.
Before everyone protested, the coach added: "Skip 1.6 meters by the way."
The protesters were blocked and turned into dumbfounded.
By the way
By the way to his uncle, is there such a way in the world? !
If so, they are also...convinced.
Zasang heard nothing, only the word'Olympics' knocked on his mind. Even if he knew that it was farther than worship, he nodded with a serious face: "Okay."
From this day on, Zasang got up to practice every day at 4:00 in the morning.
Qiao Qixi: "???"
violent!
But forget it, Zasang does have problems with his cooperation. If you want to participate in the competition, you must let him adapt to the feeling of flying as soon as possible.
So this week, Qiao Qixi got up earlier than the chicken, and took Zasang to fly on the obstacle course before the dawn.
And they all overlooked a problem. There are three competitions in equestrianism. The first is dressage, the second is obstacle course, and the third is cross-country.
Dressage is dancing. There is a designated dance step on the arena, and a dance step choreographed by himself. Alexander didn't dance before that!
So it is excusable for him to wake up earlier than the chicken, because he wants to practice dancing.
Damn, it's not easy to be a champion horse. I want to give up on the first day. What should I do? !
Qiao Qixi: Zhasang, let's go back to the village.
Just kidding, they can't go back to the village, Zasang is for dreams, and the little white horse is for love.
Isn’t it just dancing
I spend three hours a day learning to dance. To be honest, this course is much easier than obstacle training. Obstacle training is always worried about Zasang flying out.
Zasang:! ! !
The little white horse was the horse he had seen since he was a child, but he realized that he didn't necessarily fully understand the other side. After coming to the city, the little white horse was wild and wild, and he couldn't bear it.
"Which little mare did you fall in love with? Why is it so fierce suddenly?" Zasang, who fell into tears, finally had a youthful temperament, and couldn't help muttering.
Qiao Qixi blew a whistle: You are wrong, not a little mare, but a little stallion, hehe.
Zasang: So little white horse can whistle.
On this day, Uncle Hu hurriedly found Zasang in training and took him to register. The current Zasang and his horses are not official riders and racehorses.
"What's your horse's name?" The registration process is not cumbersome. Every year there are a large number of riders and horse races, and the registration is successful.
Zasang was stunned.
Uncle Hu smiled: "Horse racing is to take a name. Choose something louder. I think he has a bright future... How about calling it the Star of Hope?"
Zhasang hasn't answered yet, Qiao Qixi shook his head quickly: Don't mess with me!
If it is really called the Star of Hope, he will immediately pack up and return to the village.
Uncle Hu and Zasang looked sideways:...
Then countless names came out of their mouths, Qiao Qixi didn't choose a single one, the god fucking Oriental Pearl, why isn't it called Chang'e One!
God to him!
Until a name appeared, Zasang might also feel too straightforward and embarrassed, so he said uncertainly: "Why is it better to be called Alexander?"
Qiao Qixi immediately rubbed his face and said that he liked the name, good Alexander!
The exhausting week of training soon passed, and the coach took Zasang with him. Because of Zasang’s hard work, he saw Zasang’s horse... Now it’s called Alexander, very strong.
The coach suspected that he could not only challenge 1.6 meters, but even 1.65 meters. This kind of existence is a hole card no matter which team he is in.
The provincial team attacked the trials with this hole card.
When transporting the horse, this shy, thin teenager still asked to stay with his horse, then the coach laughed, and then severely refused: "No."
The most important thing for the rider now is to have a good rest!
The coach was fierce, so Zasang had to be obedient.
Bringing Zasan and Alexander to the trials is the most correct thing the provincial team coach has done.
The strength of each team in this trial is very strong. Of the three teams participating in the competition, only Zasan and Alexander advanced to the knockout round.
All the players who have been slashed can go home, and Zasang and Alexander stayed to participate in the knockout games a few days later.
The coach is so nervous that he can't sleep and is promoted
But he obviously came with a mentality of focusing on participation, damn!
The rest of the players went back, the coach, Zasang, and a horse eating watermelon, staring at them for a long time.
After a full two minutes, the coach took away the pot of watermelon: "Well, it's going to be the game tomorrow, so I won't eat my stomach."
Qiao Qixi moved his big mouth, and just wanted to spray the old man's face, his melon!
This is how the advanced genius horse is treated
It's a pity that Zasang is an honest person, even though he feels that his horse's stomach is not that bad, it is not easy to object.
After the coach left, he touched Alexander and whispered: "I will buy it for you at the end of the game."
In order to eat watermelon, Alexander and Zasang forged a profound revolutionary friendship.
"It's still early, do you want to train?" Zasang said seriously.
Alexander's face changed as he said, he turned his head and pointed his butt at Zasang, announcing that the friendship had broken down.
People who are concerned about equestrianism in the province know about Zasang and his horses qualifying for the knockout rounds, as do Zasang's family.
Dorje and his wife felt like they were dreaming, but they didn't dare to think too much, only that they had achieved their best results here.
He didn't dare to call Zasang because he was afraid of affecting his son's state.
Zasang didn't play either. He felt that everything will be discussed after the game. At present, the most important thing is to focus.
Zasan knows that tomorrow's game needs to go all out. Alexander is no problem. It is him who may lose points. As long as he is firmly on the horseback, it will solve Alexander's worries.
So far, he has not been able to help Alexander, but he believes it will be possible in the future.
The next day of the game came as scheduled, Zasang had no distractions, always insisting on his beliefs, and feeling his support, Alexander began to give it a go!
He really has to go all out today, otherwise he might lose his spot.
The dressage ended smoothly, and then there was a second and third game. In these two games, Alexander had only one requirement for Zassan.
Zasang, hurry up!
In the obstacle course, Zasang felt that he was going to be thrown to the sky, an unprecedented height.
Fear is impossible to fear, only the joy of riding a roller coaster!
When you feel unsure, you just need to stick to Alexander tightly. Otherwise, everything on the field can be ignored.
In the cross-country race, Alexander's horseshoe galloped in shallow water, surrounded by a splash of water, but they never looked at their side or behind, their eyes were only staring forward.
Zasang, hurry up!
Zasang felt like he was about to fly, and his wings were Alexander.
Wading, crossing the hill, over the railing, more exciting and challenging than the obstacle course, slowly aroused Alexander's blood, and he ran faster and faster.
The commentator of the game expressed his excitement with shouts, and once again introduced this group of people: "They are Zasang and Alexander from the Provincial Giant Panda Team, 16-year-old Zasang, and 3-year-old Alexander!"
There are a total of 33 obstacles in the equestrian cross-country. The runners need to complete within 10 minutes and 15 seconds, and they will be penalized as many points as they time out!
In the process, there will be penalty points if the action is not in place. At present, Zasang and Alexander have made a few small errors before, but the penalty points are very few, and there are only 5 obstacles. If they can achieve zero penalty points, they will definitely qualify.
The coach's voice is screaming hoarse, his trump card, yeah!
I felt that there was going to be a big news this time. He had known this a long time ago and he brought Jiuxin Pills. It was really exciting.
Commentary: "The last three obstacles, 8 minutes and 16 seconds! There are two full minutes left, this result is really good, Zhasang hold on!"
Zasang could not hear anything, only the sound of Alexander's horseshoes and breathing, which was the sound throughout his life, which made him feel at ease in his heart...
When he heard the voice again, it was the coach’s Annunciation: "Zhasang, Zhasang, the first place now!"
Not only that, but his hands are also holding his thumbs high.
Turning his head and ran back slowly, Zasang raised his hands and compared them one by one, looking suspicious.
The coach nodded repeatedly, his sweaty face under the sun, his eyes disappeared.
Zasang also smiled. Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, he leaned over and kissed his horse reverently, and then looked at those who greeted him warmly.
It seemed that overnight, he was affirmed by everyone and became a popular person.
Zasang folded his hands together and responded with a smile, his pure eyes filled with flattery.
Qiao Qixi also thinks like this: A lot of people look at me, hehe.