Chapter 967

The two experienced jockeys shook their hands. "This horse is too wild for us to handle."

Then they ran away.

Wenqiao sat on the grass and looked up at the God of War: "tell me about you. Why are you so selective?"

The God of war ate the grass slowly and contentedly.

Song Yu called over: "how is it?"

Wenjo: Unfortunately, you said that the two jockeys could not get along with the God of war

Song Yu suddenly thought: "do you want to try it yourself?"

Wenqiao a Leng: "me?"

"Yes, I remember one time when you tried to ride, it was not slower than me. The God of war seemed to be very close to you. As long as you ride, it was gentle and special."

Wenjo hesitated: "I'm not a professional."

"Oh, what major is not professional, as long as there is speed, I will teach you some other professional training by telephone. Speed is the most important."

Wenjo hesitated for a moment. "Then I'll try."

As soon as the phone hung up, her grandfather yelled: "Song Yu that girl let you go on yourself?"

Wenjo touched his neck: "that seems to be the only way."

Su's big hand waved: "that can't do, this small thing's disposition is very wild, in case you also fall, that can do?"

Wenjo: probably not

"What should not? What's your guarantee? "

Wenjo: I'll try it once

She saw her grandfather take the phone, dial the phone.

Wenqiao Mo Mo Mo: "grandfather, who do you call?"

"To your boyfriend, Fu Nanli. I think you only listen to him now."

Wenjo

Fu Nanli, a man of all sorts, was summoned by her grandfather on a phone call.

Wenqiao sat on the grass and lazily watched the tall man getting closer and closer. His grandfather went up to give a report. "This girl is very capricious, and she has to be a jockey."

Fu Nanli took a look at Wenqiao. Wenqiao did not feel guilty and looked at his eyes directly.

The old man said again, "if it's normal, I won't stop her, but Song Yu's girl fell yesterday and her legs were all broken. Nanli, tell me, can my girl still be the jockey?"

Fu Nanli smiles: "grandfather, I'll talk to her."

"Well, you said, I'll take this little thing for a walk by the river."

In front of the stable, only Wenqiao and Fu Nanli were left. Fu Nanli sat on the grass with Wenqiao, and his face was heavy: "Song Yu was injured?"

Wenjo: Well, it's just an accident

"Can you guarantee that such an accident will not happen to you?"

Wenjone said, don't speak, how can she guarantee this kind of thing? After all, the God of war is not a human being and cannot be completely controlled by her.

"Jockey's profession doesn't mean that you are a little interested. If you can run at a speed, you can be a jockey. We all worry about your safety."

Winjo put his chin in one hand: "I just want to try it once."

"What if I fall?"

"Fall and go to hospital."

Fu Nanli got angry and headache: "Song Yu was lucky. You know some people fell off their horses, and the horses were frightened and trampled on their iron hooves. Generally, human beings are all human bodies, so it's easy to..."

Wenjo shook his hand. "I'm measured. The God of war is not such a hot horse."

Fu Nanli reached out and pressed his temple. He knew what kind of character wenjo was.

Therefore, when the old man came back with the God of war, Fu Nanli pointed to the God of war with a cold look: "you'd better be more docile. If Wenqiao rides you and you dare to be angry, I'll stamp you and eat horse meat."