When Bai Yin and Buhe heard this, they readily agreed to it.
Following the temporary equestrian teacher, the four models led the horses they were assigned to obediently onto the track.
Calling it a track was an overestimation of the Bashang Plains. There was indeed a dirt road there, mostly made by the horses of the Banners and Mongolians.
In 1999, equestrian and horse racing were still relatively unfamiliar to the Chinese. It was something only the extremely bored could enjoy.
The reason why the Bashang Plains had decided to host horse racing this year was because they wanted to promote their tourism industry.
Domestic horses + China scenery + China riders + international rules = International Equestrian Endurance Competition.
It was a sport for the nobility, a healthy entertainment, a return to nature, and an environmentally friendly project.
It was a competition that combined competitive sports, outdoor tourism, high-end social interaction, pet breeding, and the core values of stress release.
It could not be ruined by the low recognition of the people!
The organizing committee rubbed their palms together and summoned all the Manchu and Mongolian Baqi teams.
These people had grown up on horseback, so the standard of the competition was instantly raised by two levels.
Bai Yin and Buhe were the experts invited by the organizing committee. They were also participants in the competition, so their riding skills were unimaginable.
Bai Yin led her steed and patted its back affectionately, signaling for it to stop in its tracks. It then stood quietly on the racecourse.
Then, she began to teach the students.
"Before mounting the horse, check that the belly strap is tight to prevent the saddle from rolling. Lower the stirrup and adjust it to a suitable length. Place the saddle wings evenly. "
"When placing the stirrup, do not touch the body of the horse. Once it is completely lowered, gently let go and hang on the side of the horse's ribs."
With that, Bai Yin gently placed the stirrup in place. Everyone's eyes were glued to his movements.
"Stand close to the body of the horse with its front legs facing each other. Arrange the reins so that the inner sides of the reins are pressed against the horse's neck. The bit is gently connected to the corner of the mouth. Hold the reins with your left hand and insert your ring finger in between the reins.
"Turn the stirrup clockwise with your right hand so that the outside of the stirrup is facing you. Step on the stirrup from the outside to mount the horse." With that, Bai Yin raised her left leg and kicked the side of the saddle.
"Watch closely, the next step is the key! Do not touch the horse! He grabbed the right side of the saddle bridge with his right hand and pressed the tip of his left foot down below the belly strap. Push off the ground with your right foot and jump up gently. "
After saying that, Bai Yin leapt up with a whoosh and gently lifted her right leg up onto the horse's back.
Silence. It looked so simple. Everyone let out a sigh of relief in their hearts. Qin Guan's brain and muscles were memorizing it quickly. Finally, he had copied it down.
Bai Yin continued to teach as she sat upright on the horse, "Once you're on the horse, step your right foot lightly into the stirrup, separate the reins from the left and right sides, and hold the reins with both hands. Keep your upper body straight, look straight ahead, and maintain an accurate riding posture."
A beautiful sitting posture on a horse was presented in front of everyone. Seeing that everyone understood, Bai Yin asked Buhe to assist her. She let the models try it on their horses one by one.
The models got ready, with the female model taking the lead. Sister Xue, who had been watching them, suddenly thought of something. She took out a green apple from her bag and handed it to Qin Guan.
"Sigh, I heard that riding well depends on whether you and the horse are compatible. Why do I feel that your horse is quite difficult to handle?"
"I heard that in order to develop a relationship with a horse in a short time, you have to bathe it, clean the stable, and feed it with food."
"You won't have a chance to serve the first and second horses, but you can do the third. Look, I have the horse's favorite food in my bag."
Qin Guan looked down at the withered green apple in Sister Xue's hand. You must be kidding me. My horse is very obedient. It doesn't need food as a bribe.
As Qin Guan was dissatisfied with the apple, Sister Xue reminded him in surprise, "Look! The horse is rolling its eyes at you again!"
Qin Guan turned to his horse. While the two managers were taking care of the female model, the horse took advantage of the absence of its owner to cast a contemptuous glance at Qin Guan. It even curled its thick lips in disdain.
Stupid rookie! You want to ride on my head? I'll show you what a show of strength is!
Qin Guan looked down at his horse and compromised. "Alright, I'll try feeding it."
Qin Guan took the apple and walked slowly to the horse's head. He put the green apple in the horse's mouth. The horse looked down at the apple in Qin Guan's hand with its small eyes. It's an apple! I like it!
It opened its thick lips and rolled the apple in Qin Guan's hand, spitting on Qin Guan's hand.
Creak! Creak!
That's an apple! That's an apple! How dare you lie to me! Qin Guan was wiping the horse's saliva on his pants when the apple was sprayed all over his head.
A rotten apple had caused a tragedy. The relationship between the horse and the horse had worsened.
Before Qin Guan could think of a solution, Buhe shouted at the male models, "Get on the horse, male models! He walked over to Qin Guan.
Qin Guan and the runner-up got on their horses obediently. Buhe looked at the runner-up and frowned. The details were still not up to standard.
Then he turned around and looked at Qin Guan. His posture was quite standard. He straddled the horse, kicked its hind legs, lifted its legs and turned around. Buhe was about to show off, but his face turned green.
How could he not be green? Which little bastard was the one who divided the horses? The rookies had chosen tame old horses, which were often ridden by tourists. They were very cooperative.
Who had led the Troublemaker out?
The man who had distributed the horses was innocent. When he saw Qin Guan coming to the stable to pick up his horse, he subconsciously distributed the most beautiful horse in the stable to him.
The Troublemaker was really beautiful. Its black hair was shiny, and its mane was neatly trimmed. Every part of its body was well-matched, and every muscle showed its strength. At first glance, it looked gentle and healthy.
Preamble: Ignore his eccentricities. He likes to play tricks on strangers.
By the time Buhe recognized Qin Guan's horse, it was too late. The Troublemaker moved.
It raised its head proudly, shook its beautiful mane, and let out a long, cheerful neigh, which could be translated as, "Wahaha, you were tricked by me into riding a horse?" Let's see how I'll play with you! "
It rushed to the track on the grassland.
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