After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

"You have to bend down from the horse to pick such a low red flag?" Song Xier's voice grew louder unconsciously: "Xiao Jie, are you kidding me?"

It was far away just now, so Song Xi'er didn't see it clearly. She thought that the red flag was a little high no matter what, so she asked the people on the horse to pick it up.

If this is the case, Song Xier can accept it.

But this is not the case at all!

Those red flags were planted directly on the ground, only as high as a finger.

If a person sits on a horse and wants to catch the red flag, he not only needs to bend from the horse, but also needs to bend in the most difficult way.

At that level, it can be said that the whole person is hanging on the horse, and the body has been separated from the horse's back.

Still when the horse is running, it is definitely a super difficult level in terms of difficulty and danger!

"I refuse!" Song Xi'er said with a cold face, "I ask for another way."

To be exaggerated, this is a complete play with one's life, which can range from severe disability to death.

Although Song Xier can ride a horse, she can only do so. She is definitely not good at such difficult movements.

There is no way she would risk her own life to play with them!

"Don't be so excited." Xiao Jie said calmly: "I've asked around and no one has played in the special prize projects in the past two years because there seemed to be an accident the year before last."

"..."

"That is to say, you are the only one this year. As long as you can pick off a red flag, it is considered a victory." Xiao Jie continued: "And you are not alone. I will help you and never let anything happen to you. "

"..." Song Xi'er frowned: "Didn't you say ten?"

Xiao Jie smiled: "Ten red flags are the requirement for the special prize. Since there is only one person participating, you win even if you only pick one."

Song Xier hesitated and said nothing.

Ten coins versus one, the difficulty has indeed dropped a lot.

If two people cooperate, it is not impossible to try to pick one off.

but……

She was afraid that Xiao Jie didn't really want to help her.

"Xi'er." Yu Meng came over: "What are you talking about? I just tried riding it and it felt pretty good. Please let Xiao Jie teach you to try it."

Yu Meng rode the same horse as Yu Wenze and sat in front of Yu Wenze, so it naturally felt easy.

Yu Wenze also looked over: "Xiao Jie is very skilled, better than me. I promise that nothing will happen to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Wenze, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, suddenly took out his hand and waved it towards Song Xier.

Song Xier's face changed slightly, knowing that the other party was urging her.

Yu Meng pulled Song Xier's hand: "Xier, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Song Xier was silent for a second and then said to Meng: "Senior sister, my stomach is a little uncomfortable. Can you help me pour some hot water?"

"Okay, just wait, I'll be right back." After Yu Meng said that, he turned around and ran to the rest area.

When they left, Song Xier looked at Yu Wenze: "As long as I can take off a red flag, you will delete all the photos and videos on your phone?"

"Yes." Yu Wenze nodded: "As long as you can win this special prize."

Song Xier frowned: "The special prize is ten red flags, I asked for one."

"You are really cautious." Yu Wenze laughed: "But my request is the special prize. It was Xiao Jie who interceded for you, so I agreed that you can win if you get one."

This means don’t push yourself too far!

"Although it's not exciting at all to play like this, who made me agree?"

The competitions on this side of the venue are all divided into areas. The racecourse for the special prize is in a separate area. There is no one there except for the red flags flying all over the field.

It would be just her if she said yes.

"Okay." Song Xi'er gritted her teeth and nodded: "I promise. I hope you keep your word."

Yu Wenze: "As long as you can win."

Yu Meng quickly poured hot water for Song Xier, which was still in a thermos cup.

"Hurry up and stay warm. The wind is indeed a bit strong today." Yu Meng said, "If we really feel uncomfortable, we will go back."

"Thank you." Song Xi'er took two sips and said, "I'm much better now."

"The hot water you mentioned has become a panacea." Yu Meng stood on tiptoe and looked forward: "By the way, the game over there has started. There are many people. Should we go and see it?"

"You guys go over there, I want to get on the horse and try."

"Then I'll take a look and come back right away." Yu Meng said and left with Yu Wenze.

Song Xier looked at Xiao Jie: "Sorry to trouble you."

Meeting Song Xier's serious gaze, Xiao Jie was stunned for a moment: "You are suddenly so polite to me. I'm not used to it."

Song Xier touched her horse: "I just hope you really want to help me."

"Of course." Xiao Jie's tone was very natural: "Get on my horse. Since we need to cooperate, of course we have to ride on the same horse."

Under an umbrella not far away.

Shang Ji sat casually at the round table, and opposite him sat a somewhat older middle-aged man with a fat figure, a lot of flesh on his facial features, and small eyes. When he smiled, he gave people the feeling of Maitreya Buddha. .

And sitting next to him was a very young girl, wearing clothes from a racecourse, almost snuggling into the man's arms.

"As soon as Mr. Shang opened his mouth, he wanted me to give up [-]% of the profit, and he also invited lawyer Tang. This makes me doubt that Mr. Shang is not sincere in cooperating."

Shang Ji rested his elbows on the armrests of the seat, and raised his eyelids lightly when he heard this: "What Mr. Zhou said, if I were not sincere, I wouldn't be sitting here now."

"Really?" Mr. Zhou's hand touched the waist of the girl in his arms: "But what if I don't agree."

Shang Ji chuckled: "I believe Mr. Zhou is a smart man."

Just as he was talking, the woman in Mr. Zhou's arms suddenly exclaimed while holding up her cell phone.

Mr. Zhou lowered his head: "What's wrong?"

"He Zixuan's concert tickets and a dinner spot." The girl raised her phone in front of Mr. Zhou in surprise, her voice almost watering with tears: "Husband, I want it."

The mobile page is the official website of the racecourse. The latest information was just released. The special prize reward: a ticket for He Zixuan's concert, and a romantic dinner with He Zixuan alone after the concert.

Less than two minutes after the news was posted, there were already over [-] comments.

Mr. Zhou had a straight face, but what he said was helpless: "You are really not afraid of me being jealous."

The girl smiled sweetly: "This is my idol. It's not like you don't know. The only one I love is you."

After the girl finished speaking, she held Mr. Zhou's face and kissed him on the mouth as if there was no one around: "There is only one spot, you must help me, otherwise you won't be able to grab it when other fans come over."

Nan Zijin, who was coming over, happened to see this scene: "..."

Really hot eyes.

It’s really hard to make money and eat shit.

If it weren't for the piece of land that came with the project, they wouldn't have come in person.

When Nan Zijin stepped forward and was about to say something, he saw Shang Ji suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction, and then stopped moving.

Nan Zijin followed and looked over, just in time to see Song Xi'er getting on the horse with Xiao Jie's help, and following Xiao Jie's swift movements, he turned over and sat behind Song Xi'er.