Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Song Tingran likes taller horses, like Zhiyi, and Qiao Jinshu learned riding with Zhiyi, so naturally he chose similar horses.

There are other smaller horses here, which are usually chosen by newbies to ride, which are also safer.

"Master Wife, let's have a horse riding competition. Just run over there. Whoever gets there first wins?"

Song Tingran suddenly became anxious about winning, "It's a competition, what's the reward for winning?"

Well, before Qiao Jinshu thought about it, he was just thinking about the competition. He couldn't think of anything for a while. He waved his hand and said, "Oh, after all, it's not certain who will win!"

"it is good."

The two of them retreated to almost the same position on the side. There were slightly fewer people here. On weekdays, horses were tested for people who came to choose carriages. Today, because there was a polo game, no one came to choose carriages.

"Count to three and start running again." Qiao Jinshu was already ready.

"Okay, you count."

Song Tingran's horse took two small steps forward, and Qiao Jinshu immediately became unhappy, "Oh, I said, your horse is cheating, you should take care of it."

"Just a little bit..." Song Tingran let him go back a little bit, but the retreat was too big again.

This horse had four legs and no one could control it easily. Qiao Jinshu was not the one to take advantage, so he made his horse take two steps back. This time it was almost the same.

"Get ready, three, two, one."

The two horses rushed out almost at the same time and started very fast. Song Tingran held back a little bit because she was riding well and was afraid that the gap would be too big and someone would talk about it all day long.

Qiao Jinshu waved his whip, with the urge to never give up until he was the first.

Seeing him like this, Song Tingran thought he was more fun than riding a horse, so he whipped him a few times and surpassed him directly.

"Ah? Wife, why are you so fast? Wait for me."

"This is a competition, I can't wait for you."

When they were approaching the finish line, Song Tingran slowed down and Qiao Jinshu rushed over.

He sat on the horse and said, "I won! I won!" He was very happy.

Song Tingran also passed the set finishing position with a smile on his face.

"You are so good at riding a horse, I really underestimate you."

"Of course, my second brother taught me how to ride a horse." Qiao Jinshu paused, "And what you taught me, hehe."

The sunlight hit Qiao Jinshu's face, which was full of protein, and the clothes on his body reflected light.

The two decided to compete again, with the same rules as before.

This time it was still the same routine, Qiao Jinshu won again, his back was straight.

It's a bit like a kid in kindergarten who gets a sticker of my awesomeness stuck on his forehead by his teacher, and the whole class can see the glory.

"Master Wife, I am full of confidence now, let's go learn to play polo."

"Okay, let's go."

In fact, the clothes Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu were wearing today were not very suitable for playing polo, and they were not so neat.

But the two of them were just learning and having fun, so it didn't matter.

There are not many people who come to learn how to play polo, so not every group of people will be assigned a polo teacher.

Several groups of people stand together and are taught by one person.

Among Song Tingran's group of people, they were all girls, only Qiao Jinshu and another effeminate young man. It wasn't because of his young age, but because of his fragile appearance, he felt like he would fall down at the slightest touch.

First, I listened to some basic explanations. It sounded very simple. It was nothing more than sitting on a horse and hitting the ball with a crescent-shaped stick in hand.

The ball is about the size of an adult's hand, and it's really hard to play with it if you don't have good eyesight.

There are also two types of goals, one is the gate and the other is the wicket.

The small door is at the bottom of the main door. It is similar to the door of Jerry the mouse's house. It is only a little bigger than a polo ball. If you go in, you will definitely win the cheers of the audience and become the center of attention. You can get two flags once you enter, and the main door Only one side at a time.

Mr. Polo explained it very clearly. He probably explained it many times. He didn't show any impatience and answered any questions he had.

"Please get on the horse and feel it first. The weight of this stick is not light. Keep a little distance to prevent accidentally touching other people."

After Mr. Polo finished speaking, everyone went to get their sticks. Song Tingran and Qiao Jinshu also got one each, and they also got a ball by the way.

I chose a ball with red paint on the outside. Qiao Jinshu said that this ball makes people happy just looking at it.

Holding this stick in your hand, it is really difficult to control it. The angle at which it is struck is far different from the arc imagined in the mind.

The voluptuous husband just now was riding a small horse, and he was still swaying on it. He was holding a club, and his whole body was crumbling. His wife was riding a big horse, and she was somewhat watching from the side. Not to him.

Qiao Jinshu didn't notice that side, he kept practicing swinging the stick, and then hit the red ball he just selected.

"My wife, look, look, I hit the ball, it's awesome." Qiao Jinshu was so happy that he even rode a horse to chase the ball.

This scene is in sharp contrast to the frail husband.

"Jinshu, you're really good, I'll give it a try too." Song Tingran followed him on horseback. The two of them didn't care what the door was, so they started grabbing each other and became their "rivals".

I have to say that Qiao Jinshu is really talented at this game, but Song Tingran is not as accurate as him in aiming.

"Oh, I can't even hit him." Song Tingran missed the target several times.

Qiao Jinshu saw that Song Tingran was a little unhappy, so he stopped fighting.

"My wife, this is very difficult. Those of me just now were also lucky. Let's practice together again."

"Then I'm out of luck."

"No!" Qiao Jinshu said loudly, "My wife, you are not unlucky. This ball is not good. If it breaks, please change it."

With that said, Qiao Jinshu got off his horse, picked up the red ball, and ran back.

Song Tingran watched his leaving figure from the horse, happily watching him rummaging around in the ball frame.

Suddenly, a girl came over and started looking for the ball. Song Tingran recognized her immediately, and she was the wife of Feng Xiaolangjun who was so weak.

It's a bit close.

Song Tingran rode over, and the formation was huge. Because of her good riding skills, she stopped only when she reached the ball frame, which shocked everyone around her.

She dismounted and stood next to Qiao Jinshu. She hugged his waist, pulled him closer, and asked gently: "Have you chosen, which ball do you like?"

Qiao Jinshu was a little embarrassed. There were many people around here, but he was more happy. He took two, one green and one yellow.

"My wife, which one do you think is better? I can't choose."

Song Tingran saw that the girl just now was holding a yellow one, and she said decisively: "Green is good, I want green."