Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

"...Is it because of this theory that you feel distressed?" The big forklift thought for a while. Anyway, this thing doesn't seem to be a super secret. It doesn't matter if you know it. Anyway, this is a small meeting between two people.

"Hmm... I don't know what I'm running for next..."

"Just be yourself." The big forklift suddenly said, interrupting the words that the big warrior was about to continue.

"You must be wondering why I joined this team. In fact, I am also very confused. After all, you have seen that I don't have that level of talent, and I don't have any merits worth mentioning."

"I am timid, with a serious sense of shame, and I have no confidence in my name since I was a child... But I am like this, and I still entered the kingdom."

"No one knows why, in fact, I don't know, but Lord Tyrant once answered me - it doesn't make sense to think so much, just be yourself."

"If everyone thinks about this and that, they will stop moving forward and lose courage. Then this world is another kind of lonely throne? No one wants to take a step, but they can only move together without moving. The lonely throne that dares to move..."

"So, what's the point of thinking so much? Just be yourself. There may indeed be a tyrant blocking the way ahead, but it's too late to think so much. What's the point of worrying so much? In the end, it's not Suffer yourself."

"...So, do you support me in going for a run?"

"Of course I support it." The big forklift clamped a chicken leg into the big warrior's bowl, and then looked at her seriously.

"Although Lord Wurong said that racehorse girls are rational animals and should not be dominated by instinct, every animal also lives by instinct. Instinct gives us a purpose, and instinct allows us to live. Knowing to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages..."

"So, let's go for a run. It doesn't matter. Anyway, we are still far away from the Lonely Throne. Even if we get there, we can challenge Lord Tyrant. If we can't win, let's think about it again."

"You say that, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the tyrant?" The big warrior looked at the big forklift, and it was hard to imagine that this guy dared to say that. Isn't this against the boss's will?

"Don't be afraid, anyway, according to what she said, I am also being myself, and I am such a person." The big forklift shook his head, as if he didn't pay much attention to the big warrior's words.

"Be yourself..." The great warrior nodded, as if he had a new idea in his mind...

224、Two Trainers

"By the way, you young lady, why are you so afraid of your own name?"

The big warrior and love's big forklift, two race horse girls, sat in the room and had dinner. They obviously brought several boxes of food, but both of them found that it was not enough, so the big warrior ordered takeaway, and planned to continue with the big Have a good meal with the forklift.

Well, of course, it may also be because the big warrior didn't eat anything during the day, so he became so edible. Anyway, the food brought by the big forklift has now bottomed out.

"Damn... don't mention it, this name is my dark history. If it wasn't for this name, I would never have left home..." The big forklift also lied with an embarrassed smile on its face, although the template was true. It's just that I'm afraid of my own name.

"To be honest, I don't even know how this name came up. Even if it's a big forklift or something, I'll recognize it. After all, you know that most of the names of racehorse girls are very strange."

"Indeed..." The great warrior nodded. Although he didn't want to admit it, the names of the vast majority of horse race girls are just... the feeling that the artistic cells have been exhausted. Although they have long been used to it, compared with the names of ordinary people... …

It can only be said that this is the will of the universe. Most of the names of the racehorse girls are not serious names, but they are classified as particularly indecent and barely decent.

However, the big warrior is quite confident about her name. Although it doesn't look like a human name, the name does contain the family's expectations for her, hoping that one day she can grow into a capable and courageous powerful racehorse. mother.

But... Ha, expecting is always expecting, but reality is always cruel, mom...

The great warrior sighed, wanting to continue turning his grief and anger into appetite, but when he looked at the bowl, he realized that there was no food in front of him, only a bunch of empty boxes left.

"Well, it's fine if you don't mention my name or something. Can you imagine that all your family's property is in your name? Really, it's just a toilet..."

When the big forklift thinks of those industries, it feels like crying without tears. It is obvious that the industrial motor vehicles sold at the beginning, but now they start selling everything, but they still have that name. It is really hard to imagine why...

"Eh..." The brave man thought about the situation for a while, and he really felt that the whole society was dead. If the toilet shovel was included, it would be really frenzied, and he would probably be terrified all the way down the street.

— especially when the logo on it is clearly your face.

"Well, well—speaking of it, all of you in the 'Kingdom' are foreigners, right? I'm still quite curious, why did everyone come to Neon all of a sudden?"

"This—this is a secret. Even if it's you, we can't tell the secret. Either you join us, or forget it."

"Forget it..." The brave man thought for a while, and felt that a team like Tyrant probably didn't really need a racehorse girl like himself, so after thinking about it, he decided it was better to forget it.

Although what she doesn't know is that even if she says yes, the big forklift will definitely not agree. After all, our dark horse racing world is weak now, and generally speaking, it mainly relies on the "country" to support the field. Really pull out the "Kingdom"?

"Well, it's fine, anyway, it's not bad now." The big forklift nodded, without any opinion, looking at such a big forklift really made the big warrior feel that the other party and other racehorses in the "National" Compared with my mother, the gap is really getting bigger and bigger.

So why did the tyrant include the big forklift in the team?Just to let the big forklift bring a different atmosphere to the team?Or is it that the big forklift gave "National" a lot of money as a sponsor?

The big warrior is unknown, but there is no doubt that in her opinion, the big forklift is really different from those gloomy guys. At least this young lady is not only good at craftsmanship, but also a good person.

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"Cuckoo..." The cold wine poured into his throat and stomach with the movement of his hands and the agitation of his muscles. The cold liquid made Okino's thoughts gradually fly away.

A glass of beer was poured down his throat, and Okino felt that his mind improved a lot in an instant, those miscellaneous things disappeared, and he almost forgot what he was.

"Alas~" Okino put down the wine glass in his hand, exhaled a long breath, and made a very comfortable voice.

"Mmm...Mr. Okino, you have become so drinkable recently." The owner of the bar stood in front of the bar, observing his regular customer while wiping these wine glasses that almost never get clean.

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Although in many cases, this regular customer wiped the cup as a reward for drinking, but this did not prevent the store manager from having a good impression of him.

"Well... there is no way, if I can't drink some of these to dissolve it, I feel like my head is going to explode." Okino shook his head, if he could, he didn't want to drink so much, after all, the trainer is a daily All rely on those things in the brain to eat.

But if he doesn't drink, he will doubt whether he is still in the mood to teach students tomorrow, and maybe he will just ask for leave and go home to sleep...

After all, the current state of the team is not good, each of them is either out of tune or never in tune. The best form is the black knight who feels like his state is locked because of psychological problems, and the well-off white who eats and drinks every day...

Under such circumstances, if it was changed to a game or something, it is estimated that the player in front of the screen would have restarted the game a long time ago, but Okino, who is sitting here drinking now, can’t do it—this is his reality, he can’t do the so-called In another round, all he can do is to try to bring the team down until the final outcome.

"Then you can't drink that much..." The boss also felt quite helpless seeing Okino like this. This old customer drank more today than the sum of two or three days. What should I do?

"No way... If you don't continue to drink, those, those..." Okino shook his head, if he didn't continue to drink, the black figure would still reappear in his memory...

The insurmountable, inviolable black color, the terrifying blackness that has made him unimaginable for so many years as a trainer...

"Let me do it." Just when the bar owner was about to stop Okino, a familiar voice appeared in the bar, followed by a familiar figure.

Tojo Hana, one of Okino's colleagues and opponents, although she looks very serious and strong, but there is no doubt that she is indeed much better than Okino in the reputation of Teresan College—— Just look at the horse girls under her command. Being able to have so many teammates is enough to explain her internal situation in Treyson Academy.

After seeing that it was Tojo Hana, the bar owner walked aside wisely and left space for these two trainers. After all, these two are his regular customers, and he knows what to do.

Tojo Hana didn't talk nonsense, she sat directly next to Okino, exactly the same as when the two of them drank together here, but this time Tojo Hana didn't take a sip, but Okino was already getting drunk.

"It seems that this confrontation is not easy to deal with." Tojo Hua said casually, and at the same time picked up a wine glass, picked up the bottle of wine that Okino drank half, and poured it into his own wine glass.

Regarding the friction between the "National Kingdom" and the Spica team, Tojo Hua already knew about it. Although she didn't know the specific reasons, she already knew that the two sides were likely to fight to the end, and the "National Kingdom" was not a simple and true one. Those few people, Spica is not for simple glory or anything.

URA is not a normal game, but a showdown, a showdown about something.

"...Well, there is no doubt that there is no hope." Okino seemed to be really a little drunk, he didn't pay attention to the situation here, and just answered on his own.

"Yeah..." Tojo Hana nodded, she really couldn't see hope in the confrontation with the "Kingdom".

The opponent is too strong, so strong that Tojo Hana also feels that it is not an opponent that can be defeated. The other horse girls run very fast, but they all fly too low.

"To be honest, I don't know why you met them, but you must have been prepared at that time, right?"

"Yes, prepare—but the gap is too big! The gap is really too big!" Okino slammed his fist on the table, making a muffled bang, as if he wanted to hammer the table into pieces before giving up. Same.

"I thought about the planning and training, and then I saw the opponent's situation, and I realized that what we did was probably useless. How can I make them capable of defeating that monster?!"

"..." Tojo Hua looked at Okino and roared loudly, did not speak, just took a sip of wine quietly, and watched Okino continue to get angry.

"The children have worked very hard, but the gap between them still makes me feel that this is simply impossible. They are teasing us like a cat catching a mouse, and they have no chance of defeating them..." Okino That's the hard part.

Efforts are useless, the enemy is playing with them like a cat catching a mouse. I used to think that the other party gave me hope, but I didn't expect to see how slim this hope is, almost untouchable.

Okino felt that his trainer was really useless to the extreme, even if the former team only had the golden boat left, he never felt so uncomfortable...

Therefore, Okino, who feels confused about the way ahead, can only come to the bar to drink away his sorrows, hoping that a sip of bitter wine can dispel the sadness and sadness in his heart.

"I'm not a retired racehorse girl, and I didn't cultivate the best racehorse girl in my team. Frankly speaking, I think I'm useless now..." Okino sighed, just now After roaring for a while, he felt a lot better, at least someone finally came to listen to his inner voice.

"That's right..." Tojo Hana pushed her glasses. Now that Okino has calmed down, she will have a good chat with this drunk...

225. The Rhythm of Trainers

As professional trainers in the Chuo District, Tojo Hana and Okino both have their own pride. This pride has allowed them to come to the present, and it has also allowed them to train powerful racehorse girls.

This pride is that as a mature adult, he is a reliable mind at any time, and can lead the racehorse ladies in his team out of any kind of predicament, even if the predicament seems almost hopeless to the children.

But Okino's pride was shattered, and the tyrant's footsteps stepped on it fiercely. It was an almost irreversible terror. Even after Okino thought about it, he couldn't think of a solution.

"I know, you can't think of a solution. In fact, who would think of such a thing?" Tojo Hua pushed her glasses. The drink made her feel a little unnatural in her head, but it didn't interfere with her thinking. .

The problem of the tyrant has been thinking since she heard that the "Kingdom" is coming, but she has no doubt that she doesn't know the solution. The enemies are all at the level of frying fish. It looks like Tojo Hana really doesn't know how to deal with this kind of existence.

"Yeah, there's no solution—but at this time, what should we do? You should still remember it. You guys memorized the textbooks back then pretty well."

"Yes... think calmly..." Okino shook his head, the alcohol had already made his mind not sober, but he could still recall some things.

"Yeah, the tyrant is very strong and can't find a solution, but this is not the Okino I know, when he feels hopeless-that guy is stubborn, although he seems to know how to work around, but he knows If it does, it will definitely continue.”

"...So, you want to say, I give up?" Okino picked up the glass again and took a sip, as if to prepare himself.

"That's not it!" Okino abruptly put down his wine glass, then opened his mouth and roared.

"It's impossible for me to give up, it's impossible for me to give up! I've said it before, I will breed the most powerful racehorse girl! For that time, I absolutely can't give up!"

"But what about you now?" Tojo Hana glared directly at Okino, although she would hardly do this kind of action usually, but now after drinking, she has enough courage to do it against Okino.

"You're drinking here with a sad face, and you don't have any training plans for your players, aren't you giving up?"

"It's impossible! Even if it's a tyrant, I can't admit defeat!" Okino also drank too much, and now his brain seems to be unable to turn around, and his heart is even more violent.

"Really? Then show me the proof, and see if the professional trainer who graduated from school is still there!?"

"Hmph, you'll see it soon, I'll show you what I'm doing now, I won't give up!" Okino snorted coldly, as if he was really angry, and he took out the paper and pen.

"Okay, I'll punish myself for my tone first..." Tojo Hua also went all out. She picked up her wine glass, drank it directly, and immediately filled it up again.

"That's about the same!" Okino smiled with satisfaction, then spread out his notebook, and picked up the pen, as if he really planned to write something out.

"However, I also want to read what you write now. If you let me find out that you are just thinking wildly, you will punish yourself!"

"Ha! Let me tell you, that's impossible! I will never give up, and I won't let myself make a big mistake! Because, I want to become the most powerful trainer! Whether it is a tyrant or a dark horse racing world, or I'm not afraid of anything else!"

"Okay, very energetic—but not enough! I think you're just scared! You're planning to hide!" Although he didn't know the dark horse racing world at all, Tojo Hana continued directly on the topic of Okino.

"Impossible! Show me you bastard! I guarantee that I can write a perfect training plan that will make your eyes highly myopic!"

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"I know...I know, I will take care of myself, and if this incident is over, I will come back..."

It wasn't just Okino who was taking a break, Miss Hihara from the private school with no students was walking outside at this time, talking with her former trainer on her cheap mobile phone.

The originally peaceful life has also been completely broken, from the moment she decided not to go back to that school after knowing all this, it has been completely broken.

Confrontation, confrontation with a group of children who came from nowhere but were so powerful and terrifying, this has become something that Hibara has never imagined for so many years, but now it has become a reality.

Fighting against evil forces, fighting against darkness, and fighting against bad people who intend to do bad things, this is a plot that only appeared in comic books before, but now Hibara is really doing this kind of thing.

This looks cool, but Feiyuan didn’t think it was cool at all. The process of confronting the dark horse racing world was full of ups and downs and challenges. The enemy was hidden in the dark and extremely powerful, which made Feiyuan realize one thing. ——

Confronting the dark forces is not fun, nor is there so much enthusiasm, Hihara is now directly frightened by the tyrant just like Okino, and now she is full of that unbearable feeling in her heart.

After hanging up the phone, Feiyuan sighed. Although she was a racehorse girl, she was not very good in the past, and the only ones that could be bred were some very ordinary local racehorse girls.

But now, she has come to the Central District. After watching those extraordinary races, she feels more and more powerless as a retired racehorse girl. She can't help the children with all her abilities, and she can only watch the whole process. .

The only thing she can do is to remember all of this, and use her ability to share the pressure of this team as much as possible, even if it is only a little bit.

"But it's not enough now, those guys don't talk about martial arts, how can the final boss directly open the lightning strike?" Fei Yuan sighed, walking on the street, she is not used to drinking, so now she can only take a slow walk here .

Now as soon as the tyrant came out, Fei Yuan knew that there was really nothing to do next. How could he, a retired racehorse girl from the countryside, have the ability to deal with such a monster-level existence?

Not to mention, just start from there, Feiyuan is thinking about it, and he doesn't know how to do it. This is not in line with the common sense of the racehorse girl's body in medicine...

But when it comes to medicine or something—— Feiyuan slowly raised his head and looked at the building in front of him, which is where Sheng Jiweng is.

But I don't know why, after a short period of time, several clinics have been set up next to it, and the small clinic where Sheng Jiweng is located is surrounded, like a group of younger brothers following the boss.

"The most powerful psychotherapist in the legend..." Feiyuan scratched her head, remembering the name Sheng Jiweng, although she didn't believe it in her heart, but after thinking about it, she still held a dead camel beast as a living The mentality of a camel veterinarian entered this clinic...

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Just like the two police officers in a certain movie, Shengjiweng and the one-legged man sat side by side, doing the same movements as the two hosts after each news broadcast.

Just when the two of them had the attitude of leaving after get off work, the door was suddenly opened, and Fei Yuan walked in directly, and exchanged glances with the two of them.

"Look at the hair? Didn't you see that you will be off work soon?" The one-footed person put down all the materials in his hands. Although one of the two couldn't see clearly and the other didn't read at all, these materials were sold as waste paper. Could be worth the money.

"Eh..." Hearing what Yizuru said, Feiyuan was stunned for a moment, and the confusion in his mind disappeared in an instant, and was almost replaced by a thought.

"Why are you still in a daze? Read it early and go back early. What time is it?" Sheng Jiweng also put down the materials in her hand, although she planned to store these materials as fuel, so as to warm up in winter of.

"Eh..." Feiyuan was taken aback again, feeling that his mood was indeed not so negative. He could only say that this psychiatrist was really helpful. In a few words, there was no depression in his heart at all.

However, Hibara still sat on the chair opposite to the two of them, looking at Shengjiweng and the one-legged man with serious expressions.

"So, what's wrong with you?" Sheng Jiweng spread out his hands, with a look of "please start your performance", seeing Feiyuan once again doubting where did this person get his certificate of psychotherapy?