Hokkaido Horse Racing Story

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Chapter 125 Running Towards the Rose

After kissing the ribbon on his wrist, Hetian looked through the gate and looked at the muddy track ahead.

It's a simple world where winning pays off.

Whether it is to meet the expectations of those in your relationship or for yourself, you must try your best.

After a long and arduous journey through the Middle East, they got the promised Churchill Park tickets.

That's good, but it's not enough.

From the very beginning, I was not satisfied with this.

he thinks--

Win this game.

The gate opened before my eyes.

The ringing of bells mixed with the sound of rain.

“They’re—”

"In the Kentucky derby!"

In the cold rain-soaked Churchill Park, the mixed hooves of twenty racehorses beat like drums in the heart.

Amid the noise that almost pierced the eardrums, Hotan adopted a strategy that was completely different from the past.

He started urging the horse forward early after leaving the gate, and the whip mixed with raindrops fell on Mejiro Sakuya.

The deer-haired horse took a step forward.

Instead of rushing to the center of the track to compete for the most intense position, Hetian pulled the reins hard and aimed at the inside lane.

Ichiban's Wish You Anhao charged to the right without hesitation, and Mejiro Sakuya replaced it and occupied the innermost position.

With the fastest start in her career, Mejiro Sakuya managed to reach the 14th or 15th position in the team.

In the center of the track, the close combat between horses continued.

The riders swung their arms elbow to elbow and could even feel each other's breath.

Until the first hundred meters, the horses still maintained an almost synchronized posture.

Hetian was also in the push-riding group, but after making sure he could keep up with the pace of the herd, he immediately slowed down his movements.

The mud splashed in front of the goggles became turbid due to the heavy rain.

Hotan had never played a game with such poor visibility before.

However, the outlines of the horses can still be seen.

That's enough.

“It’s a super fast pace.”

Despite various disadvantages, Hotan still made his own judgment on the situation.

So he pulled the reins again.

The Kentucky Derby is a race that requires racing through all four corners.

Under normal circumstances, whether it is a route or a track that has become a bad field, it is conducive to the first deployment.

However, the current pace is definitely not normal.

Actively move forward to fight for position and then give up the position——

If the final result is a failure, there is no doubt that the rider who made this move will bear great infamy.

Especially in such an important game.

Betting his whole body and soul, Wada made the decision.

The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, and the sound of rain became clearer.

Man and horse were stained with mottled colors together.

Entering the first bend, Mejiro Sakuya fell to the 16th position at the back of the herd.

Then, that's the end of it.

No matter how much confidence one has in Mejiro Sakuya's finishing touch, a further back position is simply too risky.

Especially considering that now is a bad situation for catching up.

"The first quarter mile took 22.72."

Kitano did not miss this broadcast that was almost drowned out by the noise.

"It's a bad scene that unfolds at a fast pace."

Watching him open the search engine with some difficulty, Ogawa Kana sighed and said.

"It seems the Wada rider has also noticed this."

"but--"

The girl approached the railing and cast her eyes towards the herd of horses that began to move straight ahead.

"To stand out in the derby, you need more than just strength."

After putting away his phone, Kitano raised his head again.

"actually--"

"I'm pretty lucky."

As the words were spoken, the herd of horses had already formed a straight line.

The sources of “Kick Back” appear to have decreased, but the riders’ visibility has not improved.

Bad weather and pitch simultaneously destroyed their ability to read the game.

Everyone was maintaining a tacit understanding.

Apart from the necessary urging to maintain position, almost no one attempted to launch an attack in the straight line.

Following closely behind Mr. Caesar who was leading the pack, the herd of horses gradually formed a long line.

"Is it a chance?"

Hetian raised his head, and the goggles briefly became clear again under the heavy rain.

What lies before you is a route that you can see all the way to the front.

If you choose to move forward at this time, you will encounter almost no obstacles.

"Do not."

The rider lowered his head again, enduring the mud splashing from the front.

Follow the horse's momentum.

This is the lesson he learned from his loss in the previous game.

Although setbacks are painful, the epiphany of "Fortunately, I experienced failure at that time" is also a valuable experience.

Now, it's too early.

The race came to the third turn in a suffocating state.

A clearer sound began to mix in between the sound of rain and the sound of hooves.

Few dirt track riders choose to accelerate through corners.

However, many people made decisions today that went against common sense.

If you don't speed up here, you won't be able to catch up later.

More and more riders had this idea, and the herd became dense again.

Hotan also joined the ranks of urging the progress.

but--

On the route, he made a completely opposite judgment from the other riders.

Or the inside.

Entering the straight, Mr. Kaiser continued to flee amidst a host of pursuers.

Mejiro Sakuya, who had hardly appeared in the live broadcast since the start of the game, was still lagging behind inconspicuously.

With the last quarter mile to the finish line, Black Deer Hair seemed to have victory in his grasp.

Beside Kitano, Yahagi and Fujita waved their fists and shouted loud cheers.

The live broadcast and the cheers of the crowd became blurry and distorted in Huangshan's ears.

He felt his head was a mess, as if he was falling into an abyss.

During his time in the United States, the trainer has maintained a calm image, except for negative remarks in interviews.

I arrange training as usual, listen to feedback from riders and stable staff as usual, and make adjustments as usual.

I no longer worry about occasional changes in the horse's body like I did in the Middle East.

He is neither as motivated as the rest of the team, nor as depressed as the outside world speculates.

It's like I'm participating in the game with a normal mindset.

However, the time has finally come for the disguise to fade away.

When Mr. Kaiser took the lead and rushed into the straight, he was already prepared for failure.

Before he knew it, tears welled up in the trainer's eyes.

But after a brief moment, his eyes widened again.

Lumao's figure rushed out violently from the black hole in the inner passage that was swallowed by the herd of horses.

Seizing the opportunity when Yuan Ru An Hao, who was ahead, lost speed, He Tian pulled the reins hard and got out from the inner lane.

There are only two figures blocking the way ahead.

Glory and setbacks.

These two words are like inseparable blood, always following every racehorse named Mejiro.

Ever since Mejiro Musashi was lost among the horses in Long Shang in 1972, this title seems to have become taboo overseas.

Is it the glory of triumph?

Or the frustration of disappointment——

Hetian swung the whip in his hand.

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另外

I overestimated my ability. After two days of three updates, my work and rest schedule is completely ruined.

I'd better update twice a day in the future.

I am very sorry

Chapter 126 Blooming Day

At the front, the two racehorses continued their self-destructive race.

After the start, Mr. Caesar used his uncontrollable momentum to catch up with the leading Pijibaru.

The latter, Norihiro Yokoyama on horseback, put up a tenacious and desperate resistance.

but--