"Herod~~~~"

In the stable, a red horse with a shoulder height of nearly 1.5 meters raised its head and roared when it saw Zhou Mu.

"Red Rabbit, do you miss me?"

When Zhou Mu saw the horse, a smile appeared on his face, then he put on the reins and saddle, and then led the horse out of the stable.

"Come on, Chitu, take me out for a walk."

Zhou Mu got on his horse, and the next moment, the red rabbit was like a ball of flame, galloping towards the distance.

"Wuhu~~~"

Sitting on the horse, Zhou Mu cheered.

Chitu was born five years ago. When he was born, the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck. Had it not been discovered early, Chitu would have died at that time.

However, even though the umbilical cord was removed, Chitu's health was still not very good.

It happened to be summer vacation at that time, so Zhou Mu simply took care of Chitu by himself.

Unexpectedly, after a summer vacation, Chitu's body has recovered.

Moreover, the longer it grows, the stronger it becomes.

The average Mongolian horse's height at the withers is about 135cm at most, but the red rabbit is basically 20cm taller.

Moreover, both speed and endurance are far superior to ordinary horses.

The peak period of a war horse is from three to fifteen years old.

Now five years old, Chitu is definitely at the peak of his physical strength, which is also Zhou Mu’s confidence to win the horse racing competition.

On a high slope, Zhou Mu sat on the grass, while Chitu stood aside and grazed quietly. Looking at the setting sun, Zhou Mu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The entertainment works in his mind are a great treasure for Zhou Mu in this world.

In fact, in addition to getting prizes, Zhou Mu has thought of other ways.

But, this is 2001, writing a novel?

At this stage, payment for online novels has not yet emerged, and charging for online novels will probably be considered a fool.

The physical book publishing market is too small, and the time is too long, Zhou Mu simply cannot wait.

As for music?

Still the same, piracy is rampant, and there is no way to make any profit by publishing it on the Internet.

Write songs for others?

Even well-known lyricists in the industry can't get much money, let alone a completely unknown guy like Zhou Mu.

The most likely possibility is to take Zhou Mu’s work and kick Zhou Mu away.

Therefore, after counting and counting, there is only one path in front of Zhou Mu.

"Let's go, Chitu, go back."

With a sigh, Zhou Mu stood up and got on his horse. The sunset behind him gradually set. Zhou Mu arrived at the yurt before dark.

"Eat more, the competition is all up to you."

Zhou Mu locked Red Rabbit in the stable and added a lot of fodder.

"Hurry up Zhou Mu, it's time to eat."

After Zhou Mu entered, Battelle invited Zhou Mu to eat.

Milk tea, broth, and steamed buns.

Dinner is very simple.

In fact, Zhou Mu rarely eats milk tea at home, but most of the people on the ranch are Mongolians, so the food on the ranch is based on the taste of the herders.

Zhou Mu stayed at the ranch for three days, and Zhou Mu’s father also came to the ranch.

The time for this year’s Naadam Conference has been determined, starting on August 27th.

However, the horse racing competition has been scheduled to the end, which is September 7th.

But.

The Shanghai School of Drama will start on September 10th.

It takes three days to take a train from Inner Mongolia to Magic City. In other words, Zhou Mu needs to sell his cattle immediately after the game and then go directly to the train station to take a train.

As for flying?

There is no airport near Zhou Mu's home. You have to take a bus to other cities first and then get on the plane, which is a waste of time.

However, Zhou Mu had no intention of giving up.

After calculating all the time, Zhou Mu bought the ticket, packed his luggage, and started training at the ranch.

In a blink of an eye, September 7th came, the day of the horse racing competition.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, hundreds of people were riding horses, carrying bows and arrows, waiting for the referee's instructions.

"Bang~"

The next moment.

The starting gun sounded, and hundreds of horses began to gallop on the grassland.

In just a few minutes, a fiery red horse came to the front.

Zhou Mu lay low on the horse's back, feeling the wind blowing from his cheek, but it did not slow down the horse.

The fiery red horse without a trace of color is like a burning flame, galloping on the grassland.

The horse racing competition is a total length of 40 kilometers. Only the strongest horse and the strongest rider can win.

"Chitu, come on, it's up to you whether I can raise enough money for tuition."

Zhou Mu never raised his body, but kept comforting the horse.

Although it was his first time to participate in this kind of competition, Chitu didn't have any stage fright.

After ten kilometers, many arrow targets were erected on both sides of the road where Red Rabbit was heading.

The distance ranges from twenty meters to one hundred and fifty meters.

This is a plus.

As long as you can hit these targets, you will get extra points when you finally reach the finish line.

In other words, if you don't hit any targets along the way, even if you reach it first, you may lose the first place.

Although Zhou Mu participated for the first time, he was still very familiar with the rules.

Picking up the long bow hanging on Chitu's body and drawing out the arrow, Zhou Mu started shooting without even taking a careful aim.

Zhou Mu shot ten arrows in total.

He brought a total of thirty arrows, but it was definitely impossible to use them all at once here.

Because there are other tests ahead.

Sure enough.

After walking about ten kilometers again, there were twenty or thirty people standing on both sides of the road. These people all held cages with rabbits in them.

After seeing Zhou Mu approaching, someone immediately opened the cage and released the rabbit inside.

Without any obstacles, these rabbits immediately got into the grass.

As before, Zhou Mu still used his bow to shoot arrows. After shooting the ten arrows, Zhou Mu didn't care whether they were all hit, and continued to let Chitu speed up.

The red rabbit ran for fifteen kilometers again, but there was still someone holding the cage.

It’s just.

What's in the cage is no longer a rabbit, but a pigeon.

After seeing Zhou Mu, someone immediately let the pigeons fly.

Setting up a bow and shooting an arrow, Zhou Mu didn't even let Chitu slow down this time.

In this last level, even if Chitu slows down, there is still no accuracy.

Although Zhou Mu said he had practiced archery since he was a child, he was not a marksman.

When Zhou Mu arrived at the finish line, more than forty minutes had passed since his departure.

At the same time, the staff also reported Zhou Mu’s archery scores.

Among them, a total of seven arrow targets were hit, three rabbits were hit, and as for the last pigeon, not even one was hit.

An archery target loses one second, a rabbit loses thirty seconds, and a dove loses one minute.

After Zhou Mu arrived, less than two minutes later, the second place had already reached the finish line.

However, his archery skills were much worse than Zhou Mu's, and it was impossible to surpass Zhou Mu. He even failed to secure second place in the end.

No surprise, Zhou Mu finally won the first place in 39 minutes and 57 seconds, and then received his own reward, a cow.

As a sponsor of the Naadam Conference, Mr. Zhou Mu personally took the cow tied with big red flowers and handed it to Zhou Mu.

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Chapter completed!