Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 62: Suspicious Uma Musume
Northern Black Horse obviously understood the arrangements for preparations for the Spring Championship.

But in the end she still asked An Jingzhen to stay a little longer. She wanted to try running on the playground after she sorted herself out, and if she had any new questions, she could ask him in time.

Yasui Zhen naturally had no objection to this request.

Before Kita Genju, Yasui Makoto had never coached any other horse girls.

However, based on some of his previous experiences at school, he could feel that this black-haired girl had the potential to be a top student.

Being able to understand many things quickly is of course one of the manifestations, but a more specific manifestation is solid learning habits.

During a lunch, Northern Xuanju mentioned his creed.

"I will train until I am exhausted."

This is not just talk. Whether it is training, studying, or pre-match instructions, she really can't do it twice if she can't do it once, and ten times if she can't do it twice.

If you still can't do it after ten times, you may still do it after doing it dozens or even hundreds of times.

Since we met, I have seen this kind of thing more than once.

In Yasui Zhen's opinion, this can indeed be regarded as a kind of academic master.

But he is not the kind of genius who says, “I can do this question.”

Instead, he is an honest, down-to-earth, hard-working student who always says, "I've done this question before."

And when they arrived at the Zhongshan race venue the next day, Northern Black Horse still did not slack off.

The match is the 11th game of the day and will be held at 15:25 pm.

The morning was the usual time for the initial appearance and venue adaptation, followed by pre-match adjustments in the preparation room.

During this period, in addition to carefully confirming the adaptability, Kita no Xuanju has been carrying the notes he sorted out yesterday, looking through them from time to time, and confirming some details with Yasui Makoto.

After answering all the questions patiently and gratifyingly, and confirming the physical condition of Northern Xuanju, and feeling that there was no problem, Yasui Zhen left the preparation room earlier this time.

Everything that needs to be arranged has been arranged, and if I stay any longer and say anything, it will just be repetitive.

Not only would that make you appear anxious, it might also affect your own horse girl, and you might even affect yourself unconsciously.

And with the experience from last time, it would be better to go to the audience seats early this time to reserve a seat, especially without the help of Yamato Akagi and Vodka.

After An Jingzhen left, he picked up the small notebook he carried with him again, and combined with the runway diagram and various explanatory texts left by An Jingzhen on the whiteboard, Northern Xuanju reviewed it for a while.

Then, wearing her indoor sneakers, she walked to the stretching rack in the preparation room.

"Hey, hey—hey, hey, hey—"

His long and powerful right leg, covered in over-the-knee white socks, was draped over the stretching rack in the preparation room.

With a habitual breathing sound, she stretched her right leg and then stretched her left leg.

After stretching, hold your waist with your right hand and stretch your left arm over your head, then turn your arms over.

There was still a rhythmic sound of sex as she did several sets of side body exercises left and right.

Then, cross your arms in front of your chest and twist your waist back and forth to perform rotational movements.

Then, squat, bend your waist, jump on the spot, and move your neck and wrists.

Finally, after gently patting her cheeks a few times, the black-haired girl clenched her fists and took a deep breath.

"Great! This is the state! And then..."

She walked to the shoe rack, took out the running shoes and a small hammer for the competition, turned them over, stroked the crescent-shaped horseshoe with a metallic luster, and knocked them a few times with the hammer.

Ding ding ding, the horseshoes made a crisp sound.

"Well, the running shoes are in excellent condition too!"

She nodded with satisfaction, put on her running shoes, tied her shoelaces carefully, and stood in front of the mirror, checking her sports T-shirt, sports shorts, sports socks and long-sleeved jacket one by one.

"Yeah! There will definitely be no problem this time!"

Just at this moment, the sound of a broadcast came from the indoor speakers.

"Contestants of the 11 G2 Spring Championships, please proceed to the stage and prepare behind the scenes. I repeat, contestants of the 11 G2 Spring Championships, please proceed to the stage and prepare behind the scenes." "So soon? I felt like we'd have to wait a while..."

After hearing the broadcast, Beibu Xuanju murmured something in surprise, then smiled and took a deep breath again.

"Alright! Come on, Xiaobei! This is your first big prize race since your debut!"

She cheered herself up loudly and rushed to the door excitedly.

After a moment, she turned back in a panic.

"...It was a close call. I almost forgot..."

Muttering, she ran to the shelf in the room and took down two pieces of red square cloth from it.

There is a white "1" written in the middle of the square cloth, and both pieces of cloth are the same.

This is the "number cloth" used specifically for the competition. Written on it is the competition number and the gate number.

In the Shining Series, the dress code requirements for different levels of competitions are also different.

In G3 and below, that is, in non-prize events, runners need to wear a white short-sleeved shirt with red edges, red shorts, running shoes with horseshoes, and sports socks that meet the requirements, as well as a number cloth with black letters on a white background.

In G2 and G3 competitions, the requirements for sportswear are the same, and the number cloth must be changed to red with white letters.

G1 is completely different, and you must wear a specific "decisive suit".

These are all rules that must be followed. If you fail to follow them strictly, you will be reminded or even warned by the stadium.

"Really? I wore my shoes the wrong way round for my debut, and my zipper broke in the last round. How come I almost made a fool of myself in this one?"

After muttering a few words to himself in the mirror, Beibu Xuanju quickly tied his bib number and ran towards the door again.

……

At the same time, the exit of the underground passage.

The horse girls and trainers have their own dedicated underground passages, one leading to the parade circle and the other to the stadium and audience seats.

Walking along the aisle to the exit towards the auditorium, as soon as he saw the lawn outside, Yasui Zhen suddenly felt something was wrong.

He calmly glanced at the green belt on the side of the exit, stepped as lightly as possible, and walked over as if unintentionally.

After a while.

"Excuse me, are you a staff member here? Why are you hiding here?"

Staring at a clump of green belt, he asked in a deep voice, and when he saw no movement, he frowned slightly.

"I've spotted you. Please come out, or I'll notify the staff here or call the police."

There is still no movement in the green belt.

His brows furrowed even more tightly, and An Jingzhen took out his cell phone, pressed three numbers, and turned on the hands-free function.

"Call center, is there a fire or do you need emergency medical help?"

"This is the exit of the underground passage dedicated to the Zhongshan Arena. There's something suspicious..."

A horse girl with short brown hair, pink bangs, and cherry pink eyes suddenly jumped out from the green belt.

"Wait wait wait a minute! Don't call the police! I'm not some suspicious horse girl!"

Rushing over with a scream, the horse racing girl pounced on Yasui Makoto's cell phone like a hungry tiger.

He subconsciously took a step back and dodged, causing the horse racing girl to fall to the ground with a "wood" shape on her face. Yasui thought about it and hung up the phone.

When the horse girl on the ground got up with a whimper and looked at him with embarrassment and panic, he was stunned after seeing her face clearly.

"Special week?"

(Come to Mr. Zhang's sauce:
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(End of this chapter)