After 1800 meters, the time was greatly extended.
Expand the update flow chart - there is a need to increase the existing speed.
Cut the wind and tear the earth apart.
Despite the city's temperature control system working hard, the scorching sun at noon was still fierce.
But even so, there was still a maroon figure running on the grass.
Different from the teams racing in pairs and competing against each other in the distance, different from the preview of the competition outside the track competing for the lead, the maroon figure blurred in the sudden acceleration, and there was no one in front of the powerful and heavy footsteps. She was just in front of her. Chasing the shadow that I once passed through, setting off a new storm on the track.
After 2100 meters, the time is consistent with the previous round.
Sufficient endurance, skill: G00 1st.F∞ is difficult to trigger.
pause.
Ma Niang, whose forehead was covered with sweat, stopped and performed a short 'data update'.
There was no official trainer found, and there was no time to get familiar with the newly signed agent trainer. Mr. Linton was officially responsible for signing the contract today, so he concluded that he had no time to pay attention to this place for the time being, so the girl decided to continue at her own pace.
She is a racing girl in the academy who is famous for her extreme self-discipline and demanding training. She is not afraid of hard work and maintains her condition with consistent 'daily trials'.
Today's state is also very stable. Although there were some mistakes at the beginning, I remembered the contract halfway and performed exceptionally.
The gain results for mood are confirmed and recorded.
Miura Bourbon stood there, thinking rapidly in his mind that was closer to mechanical calculations than human beings.
In addition, once he is thinking, he will remain motionless, even if someone pokes him in the face, even if it rains heavily, he will not waver.
Even if she told others that this was due to a lack of communication when she was a child, it would probably be unconvincing.
She's too mechanical, that's what the last trainer said about her.
He said that she was more mechanical than Miura Bourbon in his memory.
Miura Bourbon wasn't sure whether it was an insult or a compliment, but judging from the dissatisfied expression on the other person's face, it seemed that he had probably disappointed him.
I can't help but feel a little disappointed, but the most disappointing moment was probably that training session where I was injured.
Miura Bourbon, who was stared at with extremely disappointed eyes, felt the deathly silence in his heart very directly.
The goal is to respond to the expectations of her parents, and it is also her own dream. She is working hard towards the triple crown, together with the trainer who actively invites her.
The Satsuki Shougang and the Jidong Derby are just one short of the 'Chrysanthemum Shokan' crown from the classic triple crown. Before that, Miura Bourbon, which still has insufficient fans, needs to participate in a short-distance event to earn itself priority. qualifications.
Otherwise, you can only seek qualifications through the lottery based on accumulated career bonuses and the number of fans - there is an element of luck in this, after all, it is a 'lottery'.
Miura Bourbon had enough confidence in short-distance training, but the trainer did not see it that way.
He only wanted to train her for long-distance results, rather than waste time on 'short-distance' events that were not taken seriously enough.
There's nothing wrong with a 'lottery'. Just go to a mid- to long-term event to accumulate prize money and number of fans, and then take part in a variety show and it's almost stable. That's what the former trainer said.
But Ma Niang, who has long chestnut hair, knows very well that he just doesn't trust his ability.
He is a senior trainer and has several racing girls under him. They would invite him just because his name is Miura Bourbon, or even just because he looks good enough to be 'Miura Bourbon'.
He seemed to be looking for another figure in himself. Although he never said it clearly, the clumsy cyber horse girl was very ironic and only had a very keen intuition.
The "intuition" that is farthest from the "mechanical sense" has long since become the distance between the trainer and the racing girl, making the latter's heart gradually close.
Then in May of this year, on that day in the mud.
The line of 'distance' that became increasingly tight, slender, and stretched was finally broken.
The positions of the two did not change, they simply moved away like a kite with a broken string.
He was sent to another place by the angry chairman, while she returned to her original life with the comfort of her roommates and rivals.
Life when I first came to Central Teresin.
There is still opportunity, there is still time to start over.
The goddess has already sent down the oracle, and the Dream Cup, which usually only occurs once in hundreds of years, has entered the preparation stage. This year's horse racing girls are particularly lucky to be able to see the most legendary racetrack. At the same time, this year's horse racing girls will also be particularly lucky. Difficult, they will face competition pressure that is far higher than in previous years.
——The words spoken by the chairman awakened Miura Bourbon’s fighting spirit that disappeared after the contract was terminated, and gave her an unparalleled sense of urgency.
Then came the encounter with the agent trainer——
The sequence of thoughts came to an end when she heard a crisp 'crack' sound not far away, causing her to subconsciously raise her hand to touch the tail behind her.
Unable to be shaken by being poked in the face and unable to wake up in the rain, the cybernetic horse girl is like a real robot. She is only sensitive to thunder because she believed the joke against horse girls when she was young.
'Thunder will steal your tail'
In this school, Ma Niang is probably the only one who still has lingering fears about this sentence.
Even nervous enough to react to the simple sound of electricity.
And when she did so, she noticed the agent trainer in front of her who seemed to have crossed the guardrail.
The man was standing in front of him, holding a bottle of mineral water in one hand and still snapping his fingers with the other.
And the air at hand still retains the electric snake for a moment.
"Sorry, I scared you." It was the acting trainer named Omer Linton, who apologetically retracted the hand that snapped his fingers.
Unexpectedly, he thought of the other party just now, and saw the other party appearing in front of him the next second. Miura Bourbon suddenly fell into an obvious stagnation, like a machine that had lost power, and his whole person fell into a moment of 'non-response'.
"Because I couldn't wake you up by calling you or patting you on the shoulder, and it's quite dangerous to stand on the track -" Omer said, and with quick eyes and hands, he pulled Miura Bourbon from the side and avoided it. A white lightning bolt running parallel to its companions.
——This is exactly why he came up with this strategy, even if he wanted to scare the other party, he still had to wake him up.
He raised his hand towards the identified little horse girl who was slowing down, making an 'ok' gesture to indicate that she didn't have to worry, and Omo saw the other person speeding away again.
She seemed to mutter an apology, but the confrontation with the horse girl beside her continued, so she did not stop.
The spirit of struggle is always the main theme of this group of horse girls, regardless of their age or size. Omer doesn't hate this, but if it hits the horse girl he is responsible for, it will be another matter.
Fortunately, nothing happened. He turned to look at Miura Bourbon, whose expression was slightly stiff. Rather than being surprised that he could suddenly see a third expression on his face, it was obviously better to let go first.
He even climbed over the fence again by the way, beckoning the other party to come over too.
"It's safer this way," he said.
Then he saw the other party leaping up.
Light condenses on the iron boots from around the body and sprays in the opposite direction, making it fall faster.
In this way, we step on the ground again.
"..."
At this moment, the agent trainer in front of him clearly noticed the tremors on the ground in the strong wind blowing in his face.
So he was speechless for a moment.
(End of chapter)
