Chapter 164: warm up! Pigeon Championship

early morning.
Xiang Qian came to the pigeon house in the zoo early in the morning and picked 14 pigeons into the cage.
These pigeons are of mixed breeds.
Among them are 7 big-nosed pigeons, 4 helmeted pigeons, and 2 Shanghi Li breeds.
Finally, it was the national pigeon that was named "Beyond" by Qian.
Today, the FCI World Homing Pigeon Championships was held in Beihai. Xiang Qian intends to rush to participate in the qualifiers in the morning.
Of course, this trip will also bring Ding Mengyang.
Not long.
Xiang Qian arranged for today's work, and Li Kui, the administrator, took care of the affairs in the park, and then left the zoo with Ding Mengyang.
When driving a pickup truck away from the zoo, two or three green food feeders passed by the road in the park from time to time.
Although it was early in the morning.
There are still crows or magpies picking up coins and beer bottle caps in exchange for food.
obviously.
The food feeder set up by Qian Qian attracted not only crows, but even local magpies learned to obtain food in this way.
...
Two hours later.
The pigeon racing venue in the eastern suburbs of Beihai is parked with a variety of vehicles, which gathers pigeon fanciers from all over Guangxi.
Xiang Qian and Ding Mengyang were also among the crowd.
The first is a speech from the organizer.
"Thank you for participating in the Guangxi Division Championships held by the Beihai Pigeon Association. Today, there will be warm-up, qualifiers, and finals. In the end, the top three can represent Beihai in the national open competition..."
The competition is semi-public, and there are not many spectators in the surrounding area except for a few journalists.
But even so.
There were more than 300 contestants in Guangxi.
Xiang Qian looked around and found a lot of professional racers. They were all pigeons drawn by small trucks, ranging from dozens to hundreds of pigeons.
Compared to his 14 pigeons, it looks a bit shabby.
After the organizer finished his speech, the next step was to register the contestants. More than 300 fanciers went to the registration place.
After consulting Qian, it turns out that the registration fee for each pigeon is 500 yuan.
You need seven thousand soft sister coins for your 14 pigeons.
"Yang Yang."
Xiang Qian looked favorably at Ding Mengyang, but the latter said with a straight face:
"Before you came, you didn't tell me, you have to pay to sign up."
"I don't know until now."
Xiang Qian couldn't laugh or cry, if she explained in advance, it is estimated that this Nizi would not come to the competition with herself.
no way.
He could only point to the one million prize on the tournament promotion board and said:
"I dare not say the champion, but the pigeons in our zoo definitely have the ability to compete for the top three."
zoo?
The other contestants who signed up for the production race were surprised. Now that everyone in the zoo has started to participate in the pigeon race?
This is very rare in the circle.
Ding Mengyang saw Xiang Qian confidently and finally nodded helplessly:
"Well, I know it's no good to come with you."
Xiang Qian was overjoyed, and then returned to the pickup truck to retrieve the cage and register with the staff of the Homing Pigeon Association.
"14 homing pigeons? Are you sure?"
The staff asked, apparently felt that the pigeons were a little bit scarce.
When other pigeon fanciers heard this, they all shook their heads and smiled. It seems that this participant from the zoo is mostly a fancier.
"I am sure!"
Xiang Qian also knows that fifty pigeons are registered as a base number.
Producers will arrange at least 50 pigeons to register, and if the number is lower than this number, there will be at least half the base number.
Theoretically.
The more pigeons participating, the greater the chance of winning.
In previous championships, there was even a case where a local tyrant entered with hundreds of pigeons.
The registration fee has been paid.
Xiang Qian also received fourteen foot loops carrying electronic signals, and immediately installed them for his homing pigeons.
These foot loops are equipped with GPS positioning system.
On the electronic screen of the competition venue, you can see the coordinates of each pigeon, and even the flight status.
About an hour later, the first round of warm-up matches is about to begin. The first is the 100-kilometer warm-up race.
All the racers were lined up with their cages. Next to Qian Qian was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. There were exactly fifty homing pigeons in the cage at the feet of the opponent.
In the middle-aged glasses, he saw Xiangqian's 14 pigeons. There were several breeds, so he couldn't help but tease:
"Little brother, is this your miscellaneous army?"
Miscellaneous...
There is a black line to Qian, but there is no way to refute it. After all, although he has a small number of pigeons, he has four breeds.
Ding Mengyang couldn't help but curiously said:
"Uncle, is it impossible for a miscellaneous carrier pigeon to win?"
"The miscellaneous carrier pigeon still wants to win? It's a question of whether it can fly the entire distance."
The middle-aged glasses shook his head, and then began to explain:
"In pigeon races, most of them will choose the same breed, because pigeons of the same breed have a very high understanding of each other..."
Seeing the other party talking, Xiang Qian naturally understands these principles, but his possession ability allows different breeds of homing pigeons to cooperate perfectly with each other.
Ding Mengyang heard the words of the middle-aged man in the glasses and looked at the other carrier pigeon curiously:
"Uncle, what breed is your homing pigeon?"
"All of them are plum species."
The middle-aged uncle said with a proud look.
After a while.
The staff raised the small red flag, and then waved vigorously:
"The warm-up match begins!"
In the next second, more than three hundred players on the scene opened the net boxes one after another, and then picked up their whistle and blew the whistle, as did Xiang Qian.
call out! ~
With the whistle sounded.
Buzzing...buzzing...
Thousands of homing pigeons fanned their wings to take off, and there was a buzzing sound, including Xiang Qian's 14 racing pigeons.
"Fly, I am here waiting for you."
Whispered to Qian, Ding Mengyang waved his hand in excitement:
"Senior, come on!"
...
The route for the warm-up race is 100 kilometers.
From the eastern outskirts of Beihai, make a circle along the urban area, and then return to the original place again.
The first round is just a warm-up.
Let the pigeons of the production race be familiar with the route, so there is no risk of elimination.
At this moment, all the gazes of all the competitors are focused on the electronic display screens in the square, staring at Qian and Ding Mengyang intently.
There are more than one thousand six hundred light spots, which represents the same number of pigeons.
Less than a minute.
More than two hundred light spots on the screen flew in the wrong direction.
Xiang Qian stared at the cursor of his 14 pigeons closely, and found that they were all on the right course, which was a sigh of relief.
In this warm-up match, he didn't use his ability to remotely control the pigeons.
There is no need for that now.
Xiang Qian intends to familiarize the pigeons with the pigeons first, and then look for suitable opportunities to activate their abilities in the second round of qualifiers.
His requirements are not high, as long as he can successfully enter the finals.
For the champion.
In fact, Xiang Qian doesn't have too high expectations, and it's okay to get the third runner-up.
After all, the third prize is also 200,000.
quickly…
In the ensuing flight, homing pigeons continued to leave the route.
Thirty kilometers later.
More than 400 pigeons have left the course.
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[PS: Chapter 1, Lao Sha continues to code words]