Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 469 I'm Going to Carry Your Horse
Gu Ming had heard about advertisements on horse clothing, but he hadn't initially thought about what they might be.

But the moment Gu Ming saw the horse with the reeds, he was astonished.

There were clearly two lines of text written on the horse's coat.

Left: Saizeriya Family Restaurant.

On the right: Crazy Wooden Day is less than fifty yen.

Gu Ming: ...?
Why is Salia everywhere?!

"Fine, let's ride!"

Gu Ming shook his head.

Since things have come to this, let's ride.

He stroked the horse's mane, calming it down slightly, and then mounted it.

Racehorses that have undergone professional training are not very resistant to being ridden, but they are still a little restless, swishing their tails and snorting a few times.

The staff led Gu Ming to the passageway by the reins.

Even here, you can still hear the noise from outside the stadium.

"It's just an exhibition match, why are there so many people?"

Gu Mingzheng was surprised, and the staff members came closer.

"Mr. Furuya, the exhibition matches are free after you buy a ticket for the main event."

Gu Ming looked up.

It's free, okay then! No wonder there are so many people here.

Only after the gates opened and passage was permitted did Gu Ming squint his eyes, staring at the somewhat glaring light, as he arrived at the competition venue.

Before him lay a ring of sand, the exact length of which Gu Ming couldn't discern, but a preliminary estimate suggested it was over a kilometer long. Standing alongside eleven other riders, Gu Ming felt a sense of grandeur, as if he were surveying a vast expanse of mountains.

It's as if all of us combined aren't as tall as him.

—Speaking of which, horse racing really does have high height requirements, after all, the bigger the physique, the greater the wind resistance...

The loudspeaker blared, and the announcer's voice could be heard.

The riders around them gradually lowered their bodies, pressing themselves tightly against the horse's back.

Gu Ming looked out at the audience seats, where a dense crowd of people were shouting for someone.

Gu Ming was momentarily distracted, only realizing his mistake when the lights and indicators above him began to sound.

Oh.

Alright, let's start running!
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It seems that there is a stereotype that middle-aged men in Japan will come to watch horse races on weekends.

For example, Kogoro Mouri.

Kinoshita Danjiro and Mori Kogoro are similar, differing only by four characters in their names, so they naturally share similar hobbies, such as watching horse racing.

Unfortunately, his wife and kids don't like it. His kids watch his B-series all day long, and they keep saying that they can become Armor Hero, transform by putting on the belt, and kill him with a single Flame Dragon Fist. This makes Kinoshita Danjiro very sad, so he has to watch the match by himself.

but.

"Is that Akira Furuya?! Akira Furuya actually likes horse racing, and he even came to participate in an exhibition race?!"

While Kinoshita Danjiro was surprised, he also felt a sense of relief, as if he were not alone in his path.

When the indicator light turned green, Gu Ming was still standing there, and it took him a few seconds to realize that he had caught up.

Kinoshita Danjiro couldn't help but let out a soft "Ouch!"

This is terrible! We're already a few seconds behind from the start!
Horse racing isn't just about running fast, but for a horse, if it's a few seconds slower at the start, catching up isn't so easy.

Sure enough, although the horse ran very hard, it always kept a slight distance from the main group, and was only on par with two obviously inferior horse riders.

"What a pity! That horse looked pretty good, probably a professional racehorse. It had the potential to win in this kind of exhibition race. If it were me, I might have won too!"

Kinoshita Danjiro felt a little regretful.

The commentator also delivered appropriate sarcasm over the loudspeaker.

"It's true that every profession has its own secrets. It seems that although our actor is number one, he hasn't realized that in this race of muscles and sweat, being modest is useless."

"Only by striving to be the first can victory be achieved." "Currently, rider number four is in the lead position..."

"Oh! Rider number nine is gradually gaining strength. He is a retired rider who has conserved his horse's energy well and caught up with the team immediately, unlike our actors who are a step behind."

"Rider number nine has caught up and is less than 300 meters from the finish line. Is there still any suspense?"

"Oh dear... It seems our number one horse is a real pity. Seeing other horses in front of it, it tries to overtake all of them, but the few seconds it falls behind at the start is enough to close a huge gap. Currently, it is only in the middle of the pack."

Kinoshita Danjiro looked up at the commentator's position.

That guy is so noisy!
He looked around but found nothing, so he raised his binoculars and projected a reflection in that direction.

"So, it seems that the outcome of this match is no longer in doubt."

The commentator suddenly stopped.

Which big gauze is holding a mirror to look at him?
"Currently, horse number nine is in the lead, followed closely by horse number four, and then... sir!"

The change in the scene made the commentator suddenly gasp for breath, as if he were drinking a honey-flavored beverage.

It was probably because of the continuous effort of running, or perhaps because Gu Ming was a relatively large man, and in addition, he did not achieve a good running posture.

The horse with the reeds suddenly swayed and fell over.

With a whoosh, many people in the audience stood up one after another, wanting to see more clearly.

Horses falling on the track is not uncommon, but the person who fell is different.

They are clearly different.

The most obvious difference is...

Gu Ming didn't fall. In that instant, he pulled his foot out of the stirrup and landed steadily on the ground with an incredibly acrobatic somersault.

Horses can reach speeds of 80 kilometers per hour in a short sprint, passing by in an instant. Those who were barely in the middle of the pack are now behind, and the horse, kneeling on the ground trying to get up, is clearly unable to continue running.

"It seems that rider number one will have to leave the competition with regret."

The commentator had barely finished speaking when he suddenly burst into profanity.

"How is this possible? What's going on?!"

At this moment, at the Zhongshan Racecourse.

Gu Ming squatted down and lifted the racehorse's forelegs.

Horse Number One: What happened to me? I'm taking off!

Commentator: What the hell?! What did I just see?!

Danjiro Kinoshita: I'm an alien!

Audience: Cack! This is totally worth the ticket price, even if we die now!
Mizoguchi Shigemitsu: Take a picture! Quick, take a picture! There's big news!

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Can a person carrying a horse run faster than the horse?

The answer is of course no.

In fact, being able to carry it already transcends the realm of human beings.

Therefore, Gu Ming was the last one to reach the finish line.

When he put down his horse and wiped the sweat from his brow, the stands erupted in cheers.

Watching horse racing is for the thrill.

Running for the championship is certainly exciting.

But there are scenes here that are even more exciting than the championship!
Even dying would be worth it!

A Mr. Kinoshita from TBS, who wished to remain anonymous, took the opportunity to raise his hands and give a little applause.

This became a signal that ignited the scene.

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Furuya Akira! Furuya Akira! Furuya Akira!
Rider No. 9, a retired rider, hesitated to speak.

Brothers, I'm the champion! Can you shout my name?!

You can't stop pronouncing my name just because my name is 'my grandson Xiaochuan', can you?
I am the champion!
(End of this chapter)