Tresen Red Line Domination

Zhong Ming got up and rolled up the quilt on the tatami. The small rental house only allowed him to put the quilt down when he slept.

Turn on the electric stove, take out the fresh vegetables and eggs that were bought on sale yesterday evening and are about to expire, cook them slightly, and wrap them in two slices of bread to make a sandwich. Only three servings are enough to provide a morning's worth of carbohydrates and vitamins.

Looking at the circled Oguruma debut match on the calendar on the wall, Zhong Ming knew that this match would determine whether he would have a seafood dinner or plain noodles in the next few weeks.

"We've been teaching Oguruma how to run these past few days. If nothing goes wrong, she should be able to take first place. The problem is that Fujimasa March, who debuted at the same time as Oguruma, is also quite strong." Zhong Ming muttered as he changed into the trainer's uniform that he had washed and hung out to dry last night.

Fujimasa March, during the training match, she defeated Oguri to become the number one horse girl.

"I remember her trainer was Shibasaki, who was in the same class as me. He seemed to be an academic, while Fujii March seemed to be a practical person. I wonder how they would get along with each other."

Zhong Ming has been observing Xiao Limao's training during this period. She has a strong ability to absorb ideas and can correct them immediately after Zhong Ming's corrections. Although her reactions are a little silly, her strength is enough to make up for it.

"Let's go and win the first victory as a trainer!" Zhong Ming put on a trainer's vest and stepped out of the house.

When he arrived at the Kasamatsu stadium, Zhong Ming saw Ogurumao and Shining Glory greeting him at the door.

Zhong Ming walked over to Xiao Limao and asked, "How are you feeling today?"

No matter what sport it is, the athlete's condition on that day will affect their performance, even Zhong Ming will be affected.

"Very good. I was on a diet this morning and only ate ten bowls." Xiao Limao nodded, his sportswear washed clean, and confidence flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Limao, this is not called dieting at all." Xin Xin Guanghui scratched his face and said.

Zhong Ming was satisfied: "As long as we are in good shape, we must win our first victory today."

Watching Xiaolimao being brought into the stadium by the staff, Zhong Ming and Xinxin Guanghui walked to the viewing stands to watch.

The viewing stand at the Kasamatsu Stadium cannot be compared with that at the central venue, either in terms of area or degree of decoration, but the biggest difference is indeed the number of people. Compared with the stadium at the headquarters of Tresen College on TV, which has tens of thousands of people, here, having a maximum of 500 people is already considered a top-level event.

But it is also a good thing for Oguruma. If there are too many people, it will be too much pressure for the contestants who have just debuted... Zhong Ming looked at Oguruma who had already walked into the gate and was on the same starting line as the other horse racing girls.

Zhong Ming was not nervous at first because there were so few people coming. At that time, he had not yet realized that he had embarked on a path of no return.

"Trainer Zhong Ming, it seems that both of us are very nervous."

Zhong Ming turned around and saw Shibasaki, the trainer of Fujimasa March, and shrugged, "After all, I'm betting everything on Oguruma."

Shibasaki's eyes changed and he said, "I see, you want to use the Ogururi Hat to break into the East Sea Darby?"

"No, it's more important than that..." Zhong Ming looked at the little chestnut hat on the field.

——It’s my breakfast tomorrow.

Although Shibasaki didn't understand what Zhong Ming's goal was, seeing his solemn and serious expression, he couldn't help but stand up straight and said, "But Fujimasa March is a very talented horse girl. Even Oguruma can't be her opponent..."

"No, Xiao Li Mao will win." Zhong Ming said lightly.

Shibasaki was stunned when he saw that Zhong Ming's dark eyes contained a different kind of pressure, as if it were a whirlpool that made him feel trembling.

Just as Shibasaki was about to continue asking questions, he heard the sound of a signal gun.

"boom!"

The gate opens and nine horse racing girls start racing at the same time!

"Little Chestnut is a little slow!" New Glory said hurriedly.

Oguruma is a little slow in reaction and is now running in the middle group. In second place is Fujimasa March. She is observing the race and will sprint when she is close to the finish line.

Zhong Ming was watching closely from the viewing stand. Oguruma's slow start was within plan. The other horse girls were no match for her. Only Fujimasa March needed the most attention. The gap between them was only four horse lengths. On a 1,000-meter track, this gap could be made up quickly.

Five hundred meters!

The race is halfway through!

"It's almost time to speed up." Zhong Ming said as he looked at Oguruma who was running with his body lowered. The gap between Oguruma and Fujimasa was only two horse lengths.

"boom!"

But Fujimasa March suddenly stomped on the ground, overtook the first horse girl and headed straight for the finish line!

"Ah...oysters!"

The horse girl who has always insisted on being in first place wailed.

"Sprint at this time!?" Zhong Ming was also surprised when he heard the trainer of Fujimasa's march next to him.

Didn't they communicate well? Zhong Ming thought.

At the same moment, someone caught up on the track. Oguruma also caught up at the moment when Fujimasa accelerated, and the two entered the first echelon at the same time.

Only three hundred meters left to the finish line!

"He can win. With Oguri's training these days, he can beat Fujimasa March." Zhong Ming judged.

Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters!

"boom!"

The two horse racing girls on the track accelerated once again, sprinting hard on the sand with their feet, but there seemed to be a little noise added during the sprint.

Fifty meters!

Ten meters!

Cross the line!

The screen in the viewing stand lit up with the name of the winner: Fujimasa March!

"Okay!!" Trainer Shibasaki waved his hands violently and shouted excitedly.

He realized that Xiaolimao's trainer was right next to him, and quickly turned to Zhong Ming and said, "Sorry, Trainer Zhong Ming, I'm a little excited...!!!"

Shibasaki suddenly felt an extremely terrifying pressure. He seemed to see a scarlet light flashing in Zhong Ming's eyes and his fists clenched. It seemed that a dark breath was rising from his body, which made people feel terrified.

Shibasaki once went to the headquarters of Tressen College for further studies. The horse girls there were indeed highly skilled athletes, but he could not forget the image of the emperor, the symbol of Rudolf, training on the track.

The real deal, giving the onlookers pressure like an emperor!

The heavy aura seemed to make one kneel down on the spot.

And now Zhong Ming also exudes such an aura.

No, it was the first time that Shibasaki saw such a materialized aura.

Is this really human?

"Sorry Shibasaki, congratulations on your victory." Zhong Ming reacted and said to Shibasaki.

"Ah, no...it's okay, thank you." Shibasaki said quickly, watching Zhong Ming walk towards the direction of the Ogururo hat on the field.

……

Oguruma looked at the champion photo of Fujimasa March that lit up on the screen, his hands clenched unconsciously, and he didn't even notice the bright red blood falling to the ground.

She looked down at her running shoes. Due to the great force of the sprint, the old shoes had been rotten, exposing her toes.

"Trainer..." Xiao Limao said to Zhong Ming who was walking over.

Zhong Ming had a blank expression on his face, and Xiao Limao couldn't help but lower her head. She could have won the game but lost because of her own factors. It was natural for her to be criticized by the trainer.

Zhong Ming walked over to Xiao Limao and squatted down, looking at her tattered running shoes. He said, "Is that really the case? Sorry, Xiao Limao, it's all my fault. If I had noticed it earlier, I should have helped you change your running shoes before the race."

Zhong Ming's words were calm, yet filled with... resentment and anger!

Angered at himself, even as a trainer, his desire for victory never waned.

Without his extraordinary desire to win, how could he be undefeated? And after being defeated, he would feel as unwilling as his desire to win.

Xiaolimao saw Zhong Ming clench his fists and blood was flowing.

"So this is what it means to be unwilling to give up?" Little Limao looked at the white palm that was scratched by him and was bleeding.

I,

Lost.

Little Chestnut Hat looked at the blue sky.

"Trainer, I... want to win." Xiao Limao couldn't help but say to Zhong Ming.

"Me too." Zhong Ming also said.

It has nothing to do with tomorrow's breakfast, it's just about wanting to win.

Pure victory!

Zhong Ming clenched his trembling fists. It was his first time as a trainer, so the fact that he forgot to check his running shoes was not an excuse at all. He had indeed lost.

"Anyway, let's go back first. I'll treat you to ramen!" Zhong Ming stood up and said to Ogurumao and Shining Glory.

……

"unwise……"

Zhong Ming once again welcomed the ramen shop owner's bright smile, but his savings were also depleted.

"And I have to take Xiaolimao to buy new running shoes tomorrow. What should I do now?" Zhong Ming was confused when he looked at his passbook with only 50 yen left in his savings.

Not to mention winning the next game, he will starve to death tomorrow.

Sitting on the tatami in the rental house, Zhong Ming was in despair, when he heard the voice of the system.

[Progress: 55%]

"What progress?" Zhong Ming was puzzled. This system was useless before. It was at most a timer. Even his super sports abilities were developed by himself. Why has it become so prominent recently?

Zhong Ming no longer cared about the system. No matter what, he had to get some income at this time, but where could he make money now?

At this time, he heard the notification tone of his cell phone ringing again.

Zhong Ming took it and saw that it was the new fan named 'Emperor'. Because she asked too many questions, Zhong Ming simply asked her to add his line. Unexpectedly, her interest in chatting increased instead of decreased.

Emperor: Good afternoon. I just saw your victory in the second event. The Osaka team’s volleyball strength is too strong. They scored eight points in a row with serves, and the speed was over 120 kilometers per hour. Is this really a human confrontation?

Zhong Ming: Actually it was okay. What impressed me most was the final of the National Kendo Yulong Cup. The wooden sword looked like a real sword and the momentum was terrifying. It is not an exaggeration to say that I was a swordsman in ancient times.

Emperor: But even so, we still won, which is amazing.

Zhong Ming: Although the competition was difficult, the prize money was only a few thousand yen.

Emperor: It is true that the effort and reward are very unequal. If it is a Uma Musume competition, even if you win the debut match, you can get tens of thousands of yen in prize money. And the highest prize money for a debut match should be tomorrow's Hokkaido competition, with a prize of 200,000 yen.

Hokkaido!?

Two hundred thousand?

Isn't this the place where I stayed before coming to Kasamatsu?

It would be great if I could win so much bonus.

Zhong Ming sighed deeply. It was a pity that Oguruma and Shining Glory had already been registered as Kasamatsu's horse girls and could not go to Hokkaido to compete.

If he plays, I can't say he can beat the central team, but the local newcomer should be able to win with a little effort, right?

It’s a pity that I can’t go up.

Life is not easy, Zhong Ming sighed.

The system made a sound again.

[Got the request, speed up! ]

[Progress: 70%]

“???” Zhong Ming.

What are you going to do?

Chapter 7: Grand debut! Sapporo debut!

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