My Goko is the strongest

The racecourse has a special training track, and there seems to be no competition now, and some professionally dressed people are standing aside holding the horses.

Ma Taro said that he was going to get two temporary saddles for Wuzi and Jiezi. When he said this, he had a reproachful expression on his face, as if he was blaming Mikan for having such a good horse but not matching them good saddle.

Mikan didn't speak, and she didn't know what to say, she didn't know these little things at all.Just a few days ago, her world was not about horses.

Mikan doesn't know anything about horse racing. She followed You Ma Taro ignorantly, hugging the programmer with the same ignorant face, and she just nodded when You Ma Taro said anything.

Her attitude gave professionals room to use their strengths. You Ma Taro quickly chose the saddle. He had already learned the status quo of Satsuma's clinking poverty, so he simply paid the money out of his own pocket.

"I included this money in the agent's fee, and it will be returned to me when I make money."

When Ma Taro said this, Mikan nodded, so the manager was satisfied, picked up the saddle and walked towards Wuzi and Jiezi.

Swing the saddle onto the horse's back, fasten the buckle, and put the reins on them. During this process, maybe it's because Mikan has been standing by the side all the time, maybe it's because they used to wear these things.

In short, Wuzi and Jiezi seem to be well adjusted.Wu Zi also jumped slightly, as if he was testing the tightness of the saddle.

The process went smoothly, but something went wrong in the next link.

Both Wuzi and Jiezi are unwilling to let others ride on their backs. Wuzi is okay, and his movements are relatively gentle, but Jiezi's temper is more explosive. The public jockeys at the racetrack want to climb on its back. At that time, it suddenly exploded, and its body shook wildly. The jockey couldn't hold on for a few seconds. If Wuzi hadn't stepped forward in time to stop Jiezi's movement, perhaps this jockey would be trampled under the horse's hoof by Jiezi today.

Mikan was frightened by this turn of events, and when Wu Zi controlled the scene, she hurriedly stepped forward to grab Jie Zi's rein, and looked at Arima Taro with some helplessness.

On the contrary, the staff at the racetrack and the jockey who was almost trampled by a hoof just now behaved very naturally.

Although the jockey was almost trampled to a broken bone just now, there was no particularly angry expression on his face, he just lamented that he was lucky today, and he must eat more in the evening.

"It's all trivial." Ma Taro noticed Mikan's expression, and said with a smile, with no anger in his expression, "A horse without a heart can't win the championship."

Although this is what he said, who will ride these two horses has become a difficult problem right now. Arima Taro thought for a while and turned his attention to Mikan.

Satsuma?

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"Sensei, I won't fall, right?" Mikan asked for the 25th time, holding the rein tremblingly.

At this time, she was sitting on the back of Wu Zi's horse, her legs were tightly clamped on the horse's body, her whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood, she had never ridden a horse before.Although Wuzi kept snorting softly to comfort her, Mikan was still very scared.

Because Wuzi is so tall, she rode on Wuzi's back, and her sight was raised two meters in vain. She looked down, and even felt a burst of dizziness. She always felt that she might fall down at any time. The height might break a bone.

Jiezi, who was standing on the sidelines watching, snorted, stepped forward and rubbed Mikan's hand, as if to comfort her.

On its back, the little monkey programmer squats firmly on the saddle, and it even knows how to hold the rein with its hands.

Mikan caressed Jiezi's big horse's head, and glanced at the programmer who seemed to be familiar with riding a horse. Her strong desire to survive overcame social fear, and she finally spoke up. Finally, Ma Taro put forward his own opinions.

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"You are the boss, you have the final say, but..." There was Ma Taro standing on the edge of the runway with his arms folded, his mirror hair reflecting the sunlight, making Mikan standing next to him dare not turn his head to look at him. I didn't realize it, or I was used to it, I just searched for a few words, and said tactfully, "Boss, do you really think that a monkey can win us?"

Mikan quietly moved her footsteps, getting a little farther away from the human next to her, and she felt a little more at ease. She nodded, and originally wanted to explain. If she let herself do it, she might not be as good as this monkey. After all, monkeys can ride horses. she won't.

But the social fear made her just nodded slightly, not even daring to look in the direction of Ma Taro.

You Ma Taro looked at Mikan's calm expression and fell into deep thought. If someone who can raise a horse so well says she can't ride a horse, he doesn't believe it. The horse's trust can't be faked. He can see that Both horses trusted their owners wholeheartedly.

The same goes for the little monkey. Ordinary small animals would not dare to sit on the back of a horse running at high speed. Ma Taro looked at the programmer holding the saddle and looking calm and calm, and he couldn't help admiring his boss.

Since the boss doesn't understand, then she must have her own intentions for this move, what is it?

Thinking about it, Ma Taro felt a flash of lightning flash through his mind, and his eyes widened in a flash of inspiration.

He got it!

Although Wuzi and Jiezi are two good horses, they are just newcomers to the entire Tokyo horse racing world. If Mengxin wants to stand out, he must first win the race directly, and second, he must have his own characteristics.

Although speed is the most important thing for horses, if other gimmicks are added, even if the first game does not perform well, it will gain great popularity.

This time his boss is on the third floor!You Ma Taro looked at the programmer with shining eyes, as if he had seen countless advertising cooperations rushing towards them, and even the white hair on the programmer's head seemed to be plated with gold in his eyes.

"Boss, you are really amazing!" You Ma Taro was convinced and sighed. He suddenly thought of something and hurried away from the side of the runway.

The humans around her finally left, and Mikan's tense nerves finally relaxed. She didn't pay attention to what the people next to her were talking about, but focused all her attention on Jiezi and the programmer. They ran down smoothly, and the programmer was always squatting firmly on Jiezi's back, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As expected of a horse with S stamina and S stamina, Jie Zi ran down the lap without even panting.

So Mikan showed a big smile, and kissed Jiezi's horse's head forcefully.

Jiezi pawed anxiously on the ground with his hooves, but his head did not move. When Mikan let him go, his whole horse was already stiff.

And Wuzi, who had been watching gently, quit, and it also came over, flicked its neck and pushed Jiezi aside, and then came over with a white horse face.

Mikan smiled and rolled her eyes, telling them not to squeeze, while kissing Wuzi's horse's face.

The trial run went smoothly. It just so happened that today the owner of a horse was unable to come due to an emergency. Jiezi took the other's place and entered the arena.

Ma Taro got a little jockey's clothes from somewhere and put them on for the programmers. A little programmer squatted on the back of a big black horse, looking proud, but it was a bit of a surprise. Zizi attracted the attention of the audience.

In order to pursue the ultimate speed, most of the jockeys are actually thin and small, and many of them are not even taller than 1.6 meters.

But it's outrageous that it's as small as a programmer. Even the screen of the rebroadcast gave the programmer a close-up, and viewers have already started taking photos and tweeting.

And in the auditorium of the racetrack, sat a strong adult man with black hair. He was handsome, with a scar at the corner of his mouth, and his bulging muscles filled his clothes to the full. The people sitting near him.Both men and women couldn't help but pay attention to him.

The black-haired man was used to seeing such sights, and he couldn't distract him at all.

Glancing at the majestic monkey on the racetrack, the man who called himself a wild monkey couldn't help but sneered. In today's society, it seems like he's ashamed to say hello to others without some gimmick. Even the monkey has come out.

Without hesitation, he bought the horse next to the monkey to win and spent all his money.

He has been paying attention to that horse for a long time, and the horse is getting better and better, and now it can be said that it is at its peak.And its biggest opponent was unable to attend today because of something, so this time he will definitely make a lot of money!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of the black-haired man's mouth.

The author has something to say: Dad: I'm sure to win!

And the stuff about horse racing is all made up by me (scratching head) I don’t know how to race horses haha

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!