Horse racing has horses!

Therefore, before every spectator enters the venue, they are told to minimize shouting before and during the game to avoid affecting the condition of the horses in the venue. Even flags or some horns that can make weird sounds are not allowed.

The purpose of belts is to reduce the impact of spectators on riders.

But right now.

This group of Korean bumpkins seemed to have remembered nothing and were just yelling. The French rider who had just appeared had already raised his head and glanced around. He gently pulled the reins while stroking and comforting his mount with his hands.

Allen looked happily with the telescope.

It would be great if one or two horses could be frightened in today's race. It would be even better if there was a scene where the Korean audience yelled and the rider fell off the horse.

A few hours later, as the competition ended, the award ceremony officially began.

Seeing the three national flags slowly rising, especially the champion German guy standing on the podium wearing an American military uniform, Allen looked extremely unhappy.

Dressage!

Great Britain’s strengths!

The royal family’s elite riders compete in person!

This kind of elite rider, to put it bluntly, their movements are even more standard than those in textbooks.

But this "British Dream Team" didn't even get a ranking!

And he was ridden on the head by a German!

Allen admitted that dressage is a technical competition, and the score is very subjectively affected by the referee, but even a blind person can tell who is good and who is bad, right?

Who are the top three in the individual dressage competition?

First: West Germany.

Second: France.

Third: Switzerland.

That’s all, what about the team competition?

This is the British Royal Horse Team, a professional performance team that is extremely prestigious in the world.

First place: West Germany.

Second place: Switzerland.

Third place: Canada.

"cousin."

William is not very old, but he still has a good level of appreciation. After all, he grew up in that environment. Although he, like Allen, loved riding bulls when he was a child, this does not prevent him from being able to watch and understand!

Now you are happy to watch the game, that’s it?

Where did our big Union Jack flag go?

There is only a lone maple leaf flag left in the field. Is this a trick?

Standing up slowly, Allen put down the telescope, then reluctantly picked up the telescope and looked at the referees who were talking and laughing.

What the fuck!

At this moment, it is like an international table tennis competition was held somewhere abroad. A total of ten players attended, including seven from China, and these seven are all Chinese National Games champions over the years!

See clearly, this is the Chinese National Games champion in the table tennis world, which is more valuable than the world championship!

And who are the remaining three opponents?

Unknown people sent from places like South Korea, the Philippines, and island countries.

Then when the competition started, none of China’s seven National Games champions made it into the top three!

The champion is still from the island nation!

Extremely insulting!

At the end of the four events, Great Britain’s equestrian team has zero medals!

zero!

After giving the referees a few hard looks, Allen pulled William and left the field before the national anthem was played.

As soon as he walked out of the VIP channel, a burst of violent flash lights almost made it difficult for Allen to open his eyes. Protecting William with his hands, Allen squinted and looked at several photographers who had been taking pictures, waiting for the flash to stop.

Stop, a bunch of microphones were handed to him.

"Your Excellency, you took Prince William to supervise the battle today. What do you think of today's match?"

"What can I say? Can't you see the result?"

A blonde girl looked at Allen with a smile and waited for Allen to finish speaking before handing over the microphone.

"Mr. Allen, it seems that you are not satisfied with the result of today's game."

Allen glanced at the abbreviation on her phone, American Reporter.

Pouring his lips slightly, he originally thought it was the British media.

"Before we came here, we never thought about winning the silver medal. If we don't win the gold medal, we will fail. Now, haha"

Allen snorted, a look of contempt flashing across his face.

"Sir, in today's individual and team competitions, the Federal Republic of Germany won all gold medals. What do you think of this?"

A word with such a strong accent that Allen almost didn't hear it came into his ears.

Look at the ghost-like woman in front of you with make-up, and then look at the abbreviation on her topic.

Allen was a little confused.

The Germans won the championship, but you Koreans didn't win the championship. What does this hairy reporter want to do with such a proud look on his face?

What?

We are both Americans' dogs, so are you, Korea and West Germany, brothers-in-law?

Holding back his nausea, Allen said with a smile: "Congratulations to them for winning the gold medal."

Following Allen's unintentional congratulations, not only the Korean female reporter, but also the American female reporter who had just interviewed Allen started laughing.

Although it was disgusting, with so many media around, Allen had to maintain a certain demeanor. After answering the questions, he nodded and helped William get into the car.

Along the way, sitting in the car, Allen looked out the window expressionlessly, saying nothing.

Something is wrong!

Koreans are really good at playing dirty.

The more I thought about this today, the more angry I became. Two gold medals were stolen, and I was blocked at the door for an interview!

Holding back his anger, he sent William back to the villa first. He would have to go to class later. When Allen returned to the villa next door, old Karl was already waiting in the living room.

"Master?"

"damn it!"

As soon as Allen entered the living room, he saw the vase on the table, reached out and swept it, "Pop!"

The vase fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Breathing heavily, he stared at Old Carl and asked word by word: "Did the Koreans take the person away?"

"Take it away"

"What did they say? Did you see the vodka?"

"They didn't say anything."

"Haha, okay! Damn it if you dare to play dirty."
Chapter completed!