Tresen Red Line Domination

"Yes... um, no, but I know a few, one of whom is very interesting." Ming Wang narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "Tony Bianca."

Born in Italy, the king of Europe, the champion of the Arc de Triomphe, and a strong contender for the strongest player in the world, it was indeed her. Fujii Izumisuke was not surprised, but became more excited, but the next sentence of Ming Wang made his face stiffen.

"She's quite interesting." Ming Wang smiled and said, "She's just like a little girl who hasn't grown up yet. She still has a long way to go before she matures."

The hand of Fujii Izumisuke's junior who was carrying the camera trembled a little, but his respect for his profession prevented his legs from weakening on the spot. He looked at his senior in horror, and he immediately showed an expression of respect. As expected of his senior, he was not panicked when faced with such a thing.

Fujii Izumisuke remained calm, but his legs shook violently, and he blinked a few times before quickly changing the subject:

"What hobbies does Ming Wang have?"

……

Ming Wang had almost completed the interview requirements, which took him three and a half hours at a leisurely pace. The other half hour was used for flexibility. NHK had previously worried that Ming Wang would have some strange requests, such as not interviewing under the sun or going to crowded places.

But Ming Wang's reaction was much better than they thought. She seemed approachable, straightforward and honest. When the other person spoke, she looked him/her in the eye and was polite and respectful.

If they hadn't seen her previous interviews, they would have thought that Ming Wang was just a horse racing girl from beginning to end, and that what she said in the interviews was all lies.

Fujii Izumisuke was just about to finish when Ming Wang saw tennis rackets displayed in a shop on the street. His eyes lit up and he walked over.

Although Fujii Izumusuke didn't know what Ming Wang was curious about, he followed her and saw her pick up the tennis racket.

"This is a sports equipment." Ming Wang explained to the camera.

This idea suddenly came to her. Since these sports are not well known to the public, she might as well use Ming Wang's fame to promote them a little. This way, at least some people will become interested in them and start practicing. There is no harm in exercising, so it is a win-win situation.

"Tennis racket...?" Fujii Izumusuke took a step back and looked up at the name on the counter. He bought it and asked Ming Wang, "Can you please show me a demo?"

Although he is not interested, if Ming Wang is interested, he can shoot more materials. What's wrong with that?

Moreover, it was the first time that Ming Wang was seen so excited that her cheeks flushed slightly. The camera was aimed at Ming Wang. She looked left and right but didn't see a suitable place. She walked to the Edogawa River and threw the tennis ball to the ground. It bounced back and was firmly caught in her hand.

"Beginners don't need to think too much about the rules. Just pretend there's a one-meter-high net between you and your opponent and let the ball fall into your opponent's court, like this..."

It doesn't look that difficult. Fujii Izumi nodded and watched as Ming Wang threw the tennis ball into the air and used his shoulder, elbow and wrist to swing the tennis racket while it was falling.

"boom!"

The tennis ball, which was hit hard in mid-air, flew into the Edogawa River at a very fast speed, created a five-meter-high splash and then fell back into the water. The surface of the river was constantly turbulent, and after two or three seconds, several fish with their white bellies turned up floated weakly to the surface of the water.

"It's very simple, right?" Ming Wang turned around and said with a sincere smile.

"..." Fujii Izumisuke

This doesn't seem like a sport that humans can play.

"Yes... yes." Fujii Izumisuke said reluctantly.

…………

After finishing the interview, Ming Wang disappeared from the world again.

Zhong Ming gave his reaction a score of nine. He did not do anything overly eye-catching, nor did he attract any hatred. It can be said that he has completely gotten rid of his past bad habits of attracting traffic, and he is now a brand new self.

"There are probably not many people who can get rid of their shortcomings so quickly." Zhong Ming is not a proud person, but he is a little proud about this kind of thing and muttered a few words to himself.

It will take two days to edit the interview material of NHK, and it also needs post-production and music. It will be broadcast probably this weekend. NHK has already started promoting Ming Wang's interview video. As soon as Zhong Ming opened Twitter, he saw that many official accounts and personal accounts began to retweet. Judging from the degree of mobilization, it is estimated that it will attract many people to watch.

However, Zhong Ming was not worried because he did not make any mistakes this time, and even if Ming Wang’s fans wanted to go crazy, they wouldn’t be able to find any reason to go crazy.

After Zhong Ming returned home, he put on the little chestnut hat and went to the student union of Central Tresen to report that Ming Wang had returned from NHK.

I'll just train for a while afterwards... Zhong Ming thought.

On the rooftop of the Tresen teaching building, Super Stream leaned against the railing and saw Zhong Ming and Xiao Limao walking into Tresen. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm sure I'll run into Xiao Limao soon. She's a talented horse racing girl. People on the Internet say that if she didn't have a trainer holding her back, she would have already started running GI..."

She turned her head and looked at a female trainer next to her with short hair, a good figure, wearing a well-fitting gray women's suit, and delicate features. Her sleeves were rolled up to her elbows, making her look smart and capable.

She is Fumino Nase, who is known as a beauty trainer like Tojo Hana, Komiyama Katsumi and others, and is also a trainer of Super Stream.

"Hmm..." Nase Fumino looked at the four people who walked into Tresen in different postures, and finally stopped at Ogurumao and Zhong Ming.

"Oguruma is indeed Youjun, but she seems a little mediocre compared to the trainer Zhong Ming next to her." Nanase Fumino looked at Zhong Ming with a vigilant and serious look.

This reminded her of her father, the man known as the "magician on the horse field", who was equally sharp and intelligent. pppsq~ t Chapter 652 Underwear ThieftChttps://contentxs.pysmei.com/BookFiles/Html/651303/3968319/.htmlq~ ^pt ? Nanase Fumino looked down at Zhong Ming walking out of the student union room with a smile, and waved his hand at the inquiry of Xiaolimao and the other two, and ran out to train with Treson.

"But there are still some differences..." Nanase Fumino murmured softly. She remembered the man who dressed and acted meticulously, was rarely at home from beginning to end, and made it difficult to tell what he was thinking.

Naise Hideto is a famous trainer not only in Japan but also in the world. His status in the trainer world is equivalent to the symbol of Rudolph in Uma Musume, but he seems to be indifferent to everything in the family.

As a trainer, she can be said to have always been carrying the halo of "Nase Hideto's daughter"... Nanase Fumino couldn't help but tremble in the corners of her eyes, and she clutched her arms so tightly that even her sleeves were wrinkled.

"Sister Nase?" Super Stream asked worriedly.

Nanase Fumino came back to her senses and smiled at her, telling her not to worry, and said, "I will help you become the strongest horse girl of this era."

"Ok!"

Nanase Fumino looked back at Zhong Ming's back as he walked out of Tresen, and frowned slightly with her index finger joint resting on her chin.

"The name Zhong Ming seems familiar, but I haven't seen him in person. It was my father... that person seemed to have mentioned this name when he came back from an overseas competition."

he knows,

Or do you know Zhong Ming?

If we could know Zhong Ming's information, then our game plan against him would be more effective.

Nanase Fumino thought to herself, picked up the phone, pressed a few buttons, and then her fingers paused in mid-air, and finally she put the phone away.

This is my game, not his.

And even if he knew Zhong Ming's specific situation, I would still be able to understand his strength after competing with him.

Nanase Fumino's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she turned her pretty face to smile at Super Stream and said, "Let's go, let's start preparing for the next game."

…………

At seven o'clock in the evening, Tokyo was already shrouded in darkness, emitting the neon lights of a city that never sleeps. Zhong Ming and others were just finishing their dinner.

"Zhong Ming, which competitions are we going to participate in next?" Xiao Limao had a full stomach and was lying on the floor rubbing his belly to digest the food. He asked Zhong Ming.

"Is it the GI?" Fujimasa asked.

"I know you are eager to compete with the strong, but there is not enough time now. Let's run two more games." Zhong Ming said.

"Actually, I'm not in a hurry." New Glory said helplessly.

Zhong Ming ignored her and circled the dates in late April on the calendar. He paused for a moment and said, "In the next fifteen days, all of us will participate in two GII-level competitions. This will be enough to get used to GII, and then we can use it as a stepping stone to participate in GI. It doesn't matter what competition it is, we have to win both anyway."

Brand New Glory muttered, "Drag. So are you treating the big reward as an ordinary little competition?"

The GII level competition can still be said to be of insufficient value for the time being, but once it reaches the GI level, the difficulty will change drastically. In terms of specific degree, a GI champion can be comparable to a Zhong Ming champion.

Although the contents of the competitions are different, they are at the same level in terms of importance. As long as you win a GI championship, you can be said to have one-seventeenth of Zhong Ming's honor.

"I want to catch up with Zhong Ming's number of championships as soon as possible." Ogurimao said excitedly with his fists clenched.

"Now that you mention it, I don't want to fall behind either." Fujimasa Marching also revealed a faint smile.

"Oh, I, um... me too, I'm so excited." Brand New Glory couldn't force a smile to blend in. She was crying in her heart. These were two GIIs. How could she win when she only won one or two championships in a GIII?

Zhong Ming looked at their reactions and nodded, "But compared to winning, we should be more careful about getting injured in the competition. Instead of wasting time for a game, it is better to give up that one..."

"Knock knock!"

Zhong Ming was talking when he heard a knock on the door and looked at the three of them in surprise.

Did you order a takeaway or a newspaper?

The three of them responded with puzzled expressions.

Zhong Ming, relying on his slightly stronger body and not being afraid of strangers, walked over and opened the door. He saw a horse racing girl with a mature and pretty face and a slim figure standing at the door and greeting him.

Maruzenski.

Triple Crown Horse Girl.

"Excuse me, can you do me a favor?" Maruzenski put his hands together and said to Zhong Ming apologetically, "I took too many clothes to the laundry, and I can't get them back by myself. Can you go with me to get them? Of course, I won't let you take them for free. Hmm... How about buying a can of oden as a thank you gift?"

Clothes? Zhong Ming remembered that there was a drum washing machine in the Central Teresen Dormitory, and there was also one about 200 meters away from this apartment building, but Zhong Ming had never used it. One reason was that he had a washing machine at home, and the other was that it was a waste of money.

"If it's Coke, I'll accept it." Zhong Ming said with a smile. It didn't matter if he helped the other party get it, but since the other party said it was a thank you gift, he would accept it. Didn't Kong Lao Er say it? Well, what was it...

"Of course, it's Pepsi, right!" Maruzenski winked at Zhong Ming.

"..."

Zhong Ming followed Maruzenski downstairs. The evening breeze was blowing. He looked at Maruzenski and said, "I didn't know you lived upstairs from us."

Maruzenski waved his hand and said, "Because I don't go out very often, and I only stayed here a month longer than you did. I saw you guys coming here shortly after New Year's Day. But that girl Bai Ren has stayed here much longer than me."

She looked at Zhong Ming and smiled, "I'm actually quite interested in the trainers of the Ming Wang team. They've only been in the Central for three months and they're already heading towards GI?"

"Did you hear it?" Zhong Ming asked in surprise.

"It was unintentional. Sorry." Maruzenski said, and walked into a self-service laundry shop, opened four washing machines, and took out a bunch of clothes. She turned around and smiled at Zhong Ming:

"I have too many clothes. Sorry for the laugh."

This is not too much. Have you been living a life of changing clothes every day and washing them together for the past month? Zhong Ming looked at her in shock.

Maruzenski pretended not to see Zhong Ming's gaze, and with a slightly red cheek, he put a ball of clothes in Zhong Ming's hand, and picked up a ball of clothes himself. She didn't change clothes every day, and at home, there were some unnecessary things that she didn't need to wear, so that she would wash less...

Zhong Ming looked at the clothes in his hand, and at a glance he saw pink and red clothes. He sighed helplessly and followed Maruzenski back.

"Sorry..." Maruzenski was a little embarrassed. This was indeed a bit embarrassing. If she had known, she would have asked Xiaolimao in the room to come before coming. Her ears turned red. She walked in front to help Zhong Ming open the door with her white knees, indicating that he could go out first.

Zhong Ming was not polite, but when he looked up, he saw a mountain bike suddenly riding past at high speed on the street. Maruzenski was also slightly startled because the bike was quite close to her. She puffed up her mouth and looked down.

It seems that a piece of pink clothing is missing.

"Underwear thief!?" Maru Shanski said in shock. It was the first time she encountered such a thing and she was stunned for a moment. The next moment she saw Zhong Ming throw the clothes in his hand into hers. She caught them in panic, but there were too many clothes and they still rolled down. She had to lift her calves to hold them up.

She began to regret why she had accumulated so many clothes all of a sudden. She couldn't carry them all by herself, and even her underwear was taken away.

At this moment, she saw a figure flash in front of her, and was suddenly stunned for a moment. She turned around and saw Zhong Ming had run out of the laundry like the wind and quickly caught up with the bicycle.

"So fast..." Maruzenski's eyes widened slightly. pppsq~ t2Chapter 652 My dad is a professional player!tChttps://contentxs.pysmei.com/BookFiles/Html/651303/3968320/.htmlq~ bpt ? "Dingling——"

"jingle--"

The mountain bike tire gripped the ground quickly and pushed forward, and a reckless figure rushed out on the street. Passers-by hurriedly avoided it to the side of the road, and some people retreated in fear.

Before they could react to what was happening, they saw another tall figure quickly catching up with them from behind.

Zhong Ming saw that the man riding a mountain bike in front of him was wearing a black cycling suit and a helmet on his head that covered his face. His feet were pedaling in circles, creating a wave of air, and in his hands he was holding a piece of pink underwear that fluttered in the wind.

The speed of a bicycle is the highest speed that humans can reach. The best cyclists can reach speeds of over 268.831 kilometers. In the last century, a Dutch athlete once reached kilometers, which looked like a flash of black shadow to the naked eye.

Although the man in front of him was not as fast as the other one, his speed was also quite fast. He was running recklessly in the residential area. It was the time when he went out for a walk and rest after dinner. His actions immediately caused many people on the street to panic.

Zhong Ming frowned slightly, kicked a stone from the side of the road while running, caught it in mid-air with a "snap", stepped forward with his right foot, arched his body, and threw the stone like a baseball.

"sieve!"

The sharp and piercing sound made the rider look back curiously, and he saw a tiny black shadow suddenly piercing through his bicycle and breaking the chain, flashing a brief and bright spark in the darkness.

The rider's calves were burned by sparks and he cried out in shock.

"asshole!"

The rider was panicked for a moment and hurriedly steady the handlebars. After shaking the handlebars a few times, he finally stabilized it. He then turned around and saw Zhong Ming chasing him from behind. He glared at him hatefully, then looked forward with a relaxed expression.

There was a downhill slope ahead, so it didn't matter if the chain broke. By the time he slid down the bike, he would be fast enough to run away.

"Gulu..."

When the mountain bike reaches the downhill, it starts to use the potential energy of gravity to accelerate. The rider feels the wind blowing in his face and sneers at the people chasing him from behind.

"Ah……"

"You look happy, where are you going next?"

The rider was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw a young man running beside him. His head suddenly started buzzing and he was dazed.

and many more,

I'm going downhill, and the speed is incredibly fast. Even if you can catch up with me, aren't you afraid of losing control and falling?

Zhong Ming reached out and grabbed the rider's collar without any hesitation.

The rider's eyes turned fierce, and he clenched his fist and hit Zhong Ming right in the middle of the face, a position that could make a person's nose bleed and feel dizzy, but halfway through the punch he found that the young man in front of him grabbed his wrist and blocked it.

Seeing that he was acting so rudely, Zhong Ming stopped being polite and punched him in the abdomen with his fist.

The rider's body instantly arched up like a shrimp, his eyeballs bulged, his pupils shrank, and his mouth and nose started gushing out snot and saliva as if he had been severely stimulated. His mind went blank for an instant, and he felt as if he had not been punched by someone, but had been hit directly in the chest by a huge truck.