[Today is my lunar birthday, hurry and wish me a happy birthday (^▽^)]
In the stands, some racing fans began to notice the gray mare. A chubby young man wearing glasses asked the tall, skinny young man beside him, who looked like a bamboo pole.
"Number eight, is that Cloudstream Flying Shadow? The one who won two Graded Stakes races at the local circuit last year?"
The bamboo-pole-like young man replied, "Yes. She came back this year to challenge the central circuit, and her first race is a G3."
"She looks to be in good form. Her coat is shining."
"Let's see her in the final stretch. I heard her finishing kick is incredible."
The field continued onward and soon entered the fourth turn.
Shan Yao took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on the horses ahead—number four River City Song, number seven Scenery of the Northern Land, and number twelve Jiangnan Spring Colors, who had already moved up to eighth.
It's starting, she thought.
In River City Song's saddle, Wu Feng tugged the reins to the left, guiding River City Song into the outer lane. Looking at the empty path ahead, Wu Feng drew a deep breath.
"It's time. Let's go, River City Song!"
Wu Feng tightened the reins and pushed forward with both hands. River City Song instantly lengthened his stride, lowering himself much closer to the ground as his cadence gradually quickened.
Scenery of the Northern Land, who had been following River City Song all along, began to move as well. In the saddle was veteran Chen Deming, who had entered racing at the same time as Wu Feng.
"River City Song is moving! Is this it? River City Song's signature long acceleration! Scenery of the Northern Land is quickly following!" The commentator's voice steadily grew more