Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

"What about the rest?"

"It's over there." The big forklift pointed its finger, and saw the one-legged person who was sitting next to him and one of the thousand representatives of the student union of Tereson College, drinking that and nothing with an uneasy expression. The unidentified liquid in Lord Rong's hand.

The one-legged person and the thousand representatives looked at each other, then looked at the half-drunk unknown drink in their hands, and finally looked at the pile of things placed on the table by love's big forklift...

After a while, Sheng Jiweng, who was playing with dissecting sea fish with a toothpick, saw three patients who came to him. Seeing their anxious faces, Sheng Jiweng knew that he should not care about this being played by himself now. The half-dead fish were gone.

"Hey, I didn't expect my medical skills to be so trusted by everyone. I came to see me several times in one day-why, do I still need to line up to witness? That's great, how about a [-]% discount for the second one? ? So which one of you will come first? Let’s say first and second that there is no discount, because my wife hates odd numbers.”

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"Huh?" McQueen came back after running, and found a very huge problem - the one-legged person was gone!

How is this going?Although the words of the one-legged person make people's blood pressure soar, she is definitely not a dishonest person. After all, she is the type who said that she would eat carrots until she was hospitalized. something...

Could it be that Sheng Jiweng called to pull the wood?It is indeed possible, at least in the scope of my own understanding, it is already commonplace for people with one foot to pull wood and repair TV sets.

——Although no one understands why the one-legged man is clearly a disabled person, but why he can perfectly complete these strange tasks.

"Hey, McQueen!" Just in time, Donghai Emperor, holding a hammer in his hand and wearing a hard hat on his head, came to this small bar, ordered a special honey drink on the spot, and then sat down to rest.

At this time, the emperor of the East China Sea looked as if he had just left work from construction. He was wearing protective clothing, a hard hat on his head, and a belt bag full of tools on his waist.

Looking at such an emperor, McQueen felt dizzy for a while. He was training hard, why did his opponent and friend seem to be working somewhere?Didn't you graduate yet?

"Emperor, what's the matter with you like this? Could it be that you've started working part-time now?"

"Well, it's Miss Joke. She said that she wanted to prepare a surprise for this summer camp, so she asked me to help. The basic framework has probably been set up now—it should be completed soon."

"Basic framework..." McQueen rubbed his chin, not quite understanding what the bad joke was thinking of, but looking at the emperor's appearance, maybe it's something very interesting?

"Does McQueen want to come together? It just so happens that we are still short of people. If it weren't for being too disturbing, I actually want to ask the president to come together."

"..." McQueen looked at the expectant emperor, then at the empty wooden high stool, and finally sighed: "Let's just say, I can only help for a while, after all, I'm just here to find Human."

"Well! I knew McQueen that you would definitely agree!" As soon as McQueen finished speaking, the emperor happily took off his gloves, grabbed McQueen's hand with his clean hands, and handed McQueen a hammer.

"Come on, come on! Over there, Miss Joke has brought a crane and a forklift, just waiting for me to find someone to help."

"Wait, you planned it from the beginning?" Hearing what the emperor said, McQueen narrowed his eyes. Did the emperor already plan to take him there?

"Hey~" The emperor closed one eye, tilted his head, and stuck out a bit of his tongue, trying to pass the test with a bad joke.

Summer camp 21

"Hurry up, hurry up! Speed ​​up!"

Obviously they look like two people with three legs, but Special Zhou and the Black Knight are rushing very fast. Their steps are almost uniform. They step out at the same time and take another step at the same time. If they change the set, they can probably go to EVA Deal with the music angel, or go to the Pacific Rim to drive a large mecha.

The Black Knight and Special Week have established enough mutual trust and understanding. Although they can't directly guess what's going on in each other's mind, they can still guess the general thinking while running.

Especially now that there is no need to change lanes or confront others, the two of them can play more casually, as long as they cooperate well, such a distance is not a problem at all.

"Zhou." "Yeah." The simplest call, the simplest response, but with the best effect, the Black Knight and Special Zhou began to slow down together, preparing to recover their strength, and then continued to run.

Seeing Black Knight and Special Zhou like this, Okino nodded with satisfaction. He is very satisfied with the training of these two. If they continue, maybe they can really develop excellent coordination tactics for the two of them.

And behind Okino, a racehorse girl with long light brown hair is hiding behind a coconut tree, looking gloomy at the black knight and special week who are training here, the coconut tree in her hand is in the huge There was a crackling sound under the strong force, and sawdust continued to splash out.

Condor looked at the grass flying like this, and felt trembling all over her body. Now, the smell emanating from her former friend made her wonder if she was going to take out the legendary weapon in the next second. Naginata, I went up to a one-on-one duel with someone.

"Spey sauce, she..." Cao Shangfei was not very happy, because the special week was so busy recently that he didn't even have time to have a meal with him, and he was tired of being with that black knight almost every day.

Eating, resting, training...it's like this at any time, Spey, she's like this every day, it's not like she came here to rest and adjust during the summer, it's more like she came here to train hard.

Compared with himself, Spey sauce is like a busy person every day, so Cao Shangfei feels various discomforts in his heart, but there is no good way.

"Well, Xiaocao, it's normal for Xiaote to be very busy because she has to fight against the 'National' team? So we..."

"...Yeah, that team, because of that team." The flying hand on the grass slightly loosened, because of Ma Niang's huge strength, there was a gap in the trunk of the coconut tree, and a lot of broken wood Chips flew from the grass to the sand.

"Oh?" Condor looked at Kusakami and turned his head, his expression had returned to normal, as if the appearance of taking out the naginata to fight just now was completely an illusion.

"So, Condor."

"Huh? What?"

"Let's go to training!" Cao Shangfei clenched his fist and slowly raised it.

"Ugh?"

"Go to training! Condor! Let's go face to face with that so-called tyrant, and use our power to disgust that team!"

"Hey? But we..." Condor wanted to say something—that was a tyrant!It's a tyrant!The super powerful horse race girl in the legend!A super monster who is stronger than a whole team by himself!

Xiaocao, do you understand the tyrant?The two of us went up just to give away the competition results, right?Whether a tyrant like us is willing to crush us may be a problem, right?

Although Condor is confident, she still knows where she can be confident. Is that what a normal horse girl should go to, a tyrant who attracts the world's attention?

Not to mention anything else, just like the famous family, although the figure doesn't want to admit it, if he sees that mad look, his winning rate will definitely not be much higher.

"Condor..." Cao Shangfei slowly handed the clenched fist in front of Condor, the bulging veins made one wonder if an "uppercut" would sound at the next moment.

"Let's go to training." As he said, his fist became a little harder. Although he didn't look muscular, his fingers were slender, and his skin was fair, Condor knew very well what lies beneath this seemingly weak fist. Terrible power.

"...I, I see." Condor swallowed a mouthful of saliva, isn't he a tyrant?Can a tyrant be as scary as the grass in front of him?Have it?Condor thinks not.

After all, the tyrant doesn't know where he is now, but his fist is right in front of him, and he is only short of one effort to destroy her spirit and body together.

So compared to the tyrant who is far away in the sky, the fist in front of him is more terrifying.

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"Huh?" The tyrant pinched his nose, as if someone was talking about him just now, could it be Luna?impossible?I just saw that guy squatting in the grass to record his training process, and now he misses himself?

Forget it, it's not a big deal anyway, unless the other party is holding a certain gourd, and when he yells, he will put himself into the gourd.

"Then I'll repeat the previous arrangement again—vodka, you are our striker, and your main responsibility is to feint! Feint! Feint! Feint again!"

"Let the enemy believe that you are the main force, and let the enemy think that you must be the main force. You are the one who wants to rush away from them. It is best for the enemy to attack you without sparing any effort, so as to share the pressure from the rear."

"Uh... Then, what if I'm caught?" Vodka raised her hand slightly, she was actually a little upset, obviously she wanted to be the first one, why did the tyrant just treat herself as cannon fodder for a feint attack?

"Then you are the real main force, remember - the team is best to be flexible and changeable, in addition to the basic support, it is best for other people to be able to change their responsible positions continuously, the main force and the feint player should be able to switch at any time. , there is only one main attacker, do you believe that someone with a little bit of IQ can beat that main force to you?"

The tyrant deeply criticized the little trick that the soul played against him at the beginning, relying on two supporters to fight each other hard, and finally used fantasy skills to play tricks, otherwise, if it is normal, with this kind of cooperation, the tyrant can teach her how to be a horse in two strokes .

"Understood." Vodka scratched his head, although he wanted to complain about why the tyrant was so proficient, but he was relieved when he thought about the dark horse racing world.

"Then there is the golden ship. Your task is to hang in the back, try to feint a few times, and fail, or move around casually in the back, try to make yourself a little moving, but don't be too conspicuous."

"Your main task is to look for opportunities, relying on a few moves to test the strength of the players in front of you. Once the time is right, your goal is to rush to the finish line without worrying about anything else! Remember! You have to be caught by surprise, But you also need to be familiar with the strength of the players in front, which will be very helpful for your surprise attack."

"Ah, look for opportunities to break through..." Golden Boat nodded. This job is not easy, nor is it difficult. Allow yourself to surpass.

Well, let's walk around the outer circle appropriately, it should be a good choice to use other players to block those players who block you-ah, what a dark plan, it is worthy of the dark horse racing world, and it actually makes yourself become It's so dark.

"Then there is the one-horned miracle——your steps are simpler. You can run around in these positions casually, as a way to confuse the enemy, so that they can't tell who is the main force. This is also the simplest and rudest way. Methods."

"So, you all surround Xiaokangbai, and Xiaokangbai also runs as much as possible to connect with different people, so that others can't tell who is our main attacker." Okino looked at Xiaokangbai , so ordered.

"The black knight is in the rear, and your responsibility is to protect our rear from being overtaken, and try not to give the enemy behind the opportunity to attack; Special Zhou must watch his position and complete the docking with Yamato Chiji; Yamato Chiji and Silent Suzuka is the striker, try to move forward, but remember to hold Xiao Kangbai..."

"From chasing, to chasing, to first, and finally to escape—your tactics are very simple, that is to know the running speed and running style of the horse girl who is closest to you, so that you can catch up, that is, take Xiaokang Bai Send it up little by little, and those who retreat from it are like the propellers of a rocket retreating, you must suppress any movement of your opponent."

The tyrant folded his hands and looked at the three horse race girls in front of him, with a very serious expression on his face, like a general about to start a war: "This simulation game..."

Okino spat out the deformed plastic stick that had been bitten in his mouth, frowned, and said slowly: "We are bound to win."

Summer camp 22

"This is nonsense!" Tojo Hua slammed his fist on the bar, making Ai's big forklift look sideways, intending to see if he can get compensation or something. This is not a small amount of income ah.

It's a pity that Tojo Hana doesn't have the strength of the horse girl. This punch is not enough to make things that Ai's big forklift loves to see, and that punch is not even enough to knock over the glass of cold beer on the table.

"Competing with the tyrant to train the horse girl? Or using his own team members as a bet? What does he think? What should he do after losing? What if he wins? This can be regarded as an act of betting on the dignity of the trainer. Any accident will damage his reputation!"

Tojo Hana was very angry, and Okino was too impulsive, so it's okay to back down on this kind of thing, right?

After all, the tyrant is so powerful, it's okay to be defeated by the tyrant, and now who doesn't know what level this top British killer is?

That is to sling the horse girls and trainers trained in the traditional horse racing world!

——Besides, the members of the "National Kingdom" are in front of me now. If I express my support directly, Tojo Hana may have some problems, such as adding anesthetics to the wine.

"Huh... Damn it, why is he so bold, and he didn't tell me, the emperor too... just keep this kind of thing from me, can't I participate in it? I'm from Treyson College anyway top trainer."

Tojo Hana was very angry. The feeling that she was the only one left out really made her uncomfortable. As a friend, Okino didn't tell herself that the emperor, as his team member, actually bullied her...

It's as if he was the only one who didn't enter the command channel in a game, and these guys ganged up to bully him, isn't that a headache?

What's even more annoying is that Tojo Hana has no way to say anything. After all, she is just a trainer, not a horse race girl, and she is not a person who has witnessed it. She can't get any accurate answer when she asks the chairman, which makes Tojo Hana feel Even more aggrieved.

"It's useless for you to ask me this question. I'm just an ordinary migrant worker. How could I know that kind of thing?" bottle of beer, and then glanced at the logo painted on the beer bottle...

Then Ai's big forklift picked up the wine bottle and smashed it on the floor in front of the big warrior and Tojo Hua, directly scattering the aroma of malt and glass shards all over the floor.

Afterwards, Ai's big fork stood upright, and said earnestly to the big warrior: "Miss Warrior, in the future, whenever you see a wine bottle with this trademark, you don't need to worry about it, just smash it and don't need to serve it up. "

"Huh? But this is not..."

"It's okay, my own business."

"Oh! I understand." The big warrior immediately knew that this could indeed be smashed, and he could smash it hard.

So the big warrior rushed to the back kitchen, intending to smash all the beer—well, let’s keep a bottle as a souvenir by the way, if you hide it tightly, the big forklift shouldn’t know about it, right?

"..." Tojo Hua looked at the gloomy face of the big forklift, and then looked at the look that seemed to understand something, only felt that he was excluded from the outside again, why was he the only one who didn't understand anything?So angry!

Such an angry Tojo Hua picked up the glass of beer again, drank it down in two gulps, and seemed to completely forget that there were still a few pieces of ice floating in the glass of wine, and that it was just taken out of the ice storage of……

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"So, like this, like this, like this, again like this..." While Tojo Hua was drinking in a slump, the emperor squatted in the grass and recorded the various contents of the tyrant's training with paper and pen.

Including but not limited to - dragging stones, tying up ropes, walking along the beach hand in hand and blindfolded, everyone guessing riddles together, etc...

Although it feels less reliable than Okino, it has become a fact that the three of Vodka have begun to cooperate gradually, which makes the emperor start to think—whether there is something wrong with the training on Okino, really This is what team training should be like?

"Well... First, the front and rear distribution of the team, then the main force and feint, and then the support position... Sure enough, good teamwork requires enough people? According to the tyrant, it is best to have someone carry out Protect……"

"But how to protect it? It's already great to have a horse girl who can help others run faster in the horse race, but what's needed is protection..."

The emperor finds it unbelievable when he thinks about it. An assistant in the horse racing girl is enough to break up her horse racing view and rebuild it again. Now you tell her that there is even a meat shield positioned or something...

What's going on? It feels like you've changed from a lone wolf game to an online RPG copy all of a sudden?And is there really such a positioned racehorse girl?

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"Ah, cut—" At this moment, in a cheap hotel, Yi Li, who was drinking mung bean soup, sneezed suddenly, and Fukang Apple dropped the spoon in her hand into the soup pot in fright.

"Huh? What's the matter? Have a cold?" Bei Yuan, who was wearing an old-fashioned swimsuit, glanced at Yi Li, wondering why Yi Li, who had so much fat, could catch a cold so easily.

Yili shook her body, causing a wave of turbulence, then pinched her nose, and muttered, "I don't know, maybe it's because someone misses me?"

"Who? Could it be the staff at the receiving station?" It's possible to say so, after all, Yili is considered the top of the place, and it's normal for people to think about her after she left.

"Ah...maybe..."

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"Hmm... a racehorse girl who defends against other people's momentum and position oppression, I have never seen such a racehorse girl..." The emperor was a little distressed, there was a shortage of these functional talents in Treysen College!

It's like playing a single player for so long, only to be suddenly told that tomorrow it will become an online game, and even joined a team copy, and the whole gameplay has smoothly changed from Dark Souls to World of Warcraft. The wolf's place has become difficult to adapt to.

Maybe I have seen such a racehorse girl before, but for the former Tereson College, such children must have no talent at all. If they can't make themselves run faster, they will definitely not be able to have enough talent in the previous competition. the value of.

But now, these children are considered rare resources, and they are the type that Teresan Academy is in short supply-the existence that can rely on their own abilities to defend against the enemy's oppression and make their teammates stronger. The best way to siege the dark horse racing world.

There is no way, the dark horse racing world does not pay attention to martial arts, and several of their horses are mixed in a game. These people can be called perfect cooperation, which is unreasonable. Either the quality is far superior, or they can only cooperate with them war.

And it's useless to report, you can't find any evidence that people contact each other, even they are not in the same team in terms of team registration, some of them simply don't know each other at all, but the emperor can see these people on the field It's obviously playing with each other.

Because there is no conclusive evidence for this, and the report will not be accepted. Even if it is accepted, only a few people will be punished. The dark horse racing world seems to be completely inexhaustible. If it is gone here, it will jump back soon. A few supplements are impossible to guard against, and the emperor really has nothing to do.

So the Three Goddesses give me strength, Three Goddesses!These dark horse racing worlds are too dark!Can you not control the fairness of the game and the horse racing world?Don't let them continue to harm the horse racing world?

"After squatting for a long time, aren't you thirsty?"

"Huh?" Just as the emperor was recalling in his mind where there might be such a talent, a familiar voice sounded in front of her. The emperor raised his head slightly, and saw the air tank looking at him with a worried expression.

"Air tank? Wait, how did you find me?"

"I'm here to bring you water—the tyrant over there said that seeing you squatting for so long, he was afraid that you might suffer from heat stroke, so let me bring you a bottle of water." Qi Chuo sighed, as far as she knew, The tyrant already knew that the emperor was squatting here, and now he even asked himself to bring water to the emperor...

Doesn't this show that the emperor's situation is already very clear?So it was completely intentional, and I don't know if the things she recorded are credible or not.

"This..." The emperor was stunned, she thought her position was perfect, but unexpectedly...