Chapter 686 Sweaty BMW

"Professor Qin, it's your turn..." Derek said with a smile.

For Derek's slightly provocative words, Qin Luo smiled lightly, he stretched out his hand to hold the racehorse, walked slowly to Derek's face and asked with a smile, "Student Derek, do you know why I choose the No. 17 racehorse? ?"

Why? I know a ghost!

"What does Professor Qin want to say?" Derek said in a cold voice.

"The reason I chose him was not because of its good bouncing power, but because of its explosive power." Qin Luo continued.

explosive force?

Derek's eyes narrowed all of a sudden, and his eyes went back and forth on the racehorse.

With a slender stature and underdeveloped muscles, he has nothing to stand out except for his long Achilles tendon. He really didn't find any explosive points for such a racehorse.

Maybe it's just people who don't understand horses think so, Derek thought.

"Which point does Professor Qin see that he is full of explosiveness?" Derek asked.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone including Caroline.

Not only Derek wanted to know, but they also wanted to know.

"Blood." Qin Luo said.

Bloodline?

Derek's eyelids jumped, and he reached out to his companion and asked, "Where is this horse from?"

"This is a horse brought back from Central Asia by the school a year ago. I heard it was a grassland horse."

Prairie horse blood? Ha ha……

Is this also pedigree?

"Can Professor Qin elaborate?" Derek said with a smile.

"I wonder if you've heard of sweaty BMW?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

"Professor Qin, don't you mean to say that the horse in front of you is a bloody BMW?" Derek asked with a smile.

Sweaty BMW?

One of the world's top ten famous horses, produced in Turkmenistan, is one of the oldest horse breeds in the world, with slender limbs, thin skin, great strength and strong endurance, it is one of the best racing horse breeds.

However, due to the scarcity of sweaty BMWs, most of them are kept by the rich as entertainment pets, and few people are willing to use them as racing horses.

Is the horse in front of you a sweaty BMW?

Don't say Derek didn't believe it, and neither did the others.

Qin Luo touched the mane on the horse's back and said with a smile: "Of course he is not a pure sweaty BMW, but he has the blood of a sweaty BMW."

"Where did Professor Qin draw the conclusion from?"

Qin Luo said nothing, took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped it gently on the horse's shoulder.

In the next second, red dots appeared on the tissue paper.

Sweat!

At this moment, Derek's face was ashen.

He could never have imagined that the racehorse, which he judged to be an inferior horse, actually had the bloodline of "Sweaty BMW".

After a long while, Derek finally regained his composure, and a doubt kept circling in his mind.

Since this horse has the blood of a sweaty BMW, why does he behave very badly in normal times?

Not even a normal horse without any pedigree.

"I want to ask Professor Qin a question." After hesitating for a moment, Derek finally asked: "Why did he behave so badly before?"

Hearing Derek's words, Qin Luo smiled slightly and said, "We have an old saying in China that a scholar dies for his confidant!"

"It's not just people, it's the same with animals, horses are like horses, and horses are like horses."

After saying this, Qin Luo jumped onto the horse's back and walked to the track.

"..." Behind him, Derek fell directly to the ground.