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Chapter 1308 No.214: There is a non-cos version of the big teahouse in front
All the previous persuasion was just yesterday. Now Omar was sitting on the sofa in the activity room, looking at the man's angry and threatening look because of his clone. He was somewhat worried that running in the race might ruin his upbringing.

She was originally a pretty girl, and even though she always had a malicious smile on her face, it didn't hinder her unique charm. But after two games a few months ago and now, her reputation has changed from mixed to mostly positive. However, most of the positive comments are about her evil facial expressions on the field. Whenever I see their words revealing a touching expression of "This is what I want to see!", it is difficult for Super Guinea Pig, as a trainer, to remain calm.

We can listen to how difficult it was for him at that time.

"squeak!"

Okay, I believe that everyone with super guinea pig hearing can understand how difficult it was for him at that time.

So back to the present, the trainer who is still on the banner of the evil villain faction's champion probably has no right to yell "Tnnd, how did Uma Musume become like this!" After all, those fans who praised her facial expressions might have something to do with him.

Omar often sees online comments such as "Like trainer, like horse girl", which are either praises or sarcasm. He does not think about the secular norms of "love someone and love his dog" and "hate someone and hate everything about him".

Trainer Omer, who had secretly taken out the antidote and drank a sip to escape from the guinea pig state half an hour ago, just wanted to hold on to the normal state for the time being and be as calm as possible.

Otherwise, the other party would hand me a round-bottom flask later, and I didn't know what the strange-colored solution would turn me into.

But as long as it doesn't interfere with his thinking, he won't take it too seriously.

Compared to yesterday's groundless 'blackmail', today he brought along three female horse racing girls who were about to graduate from or had already graduated from university, which was really his way of making up for the gap in the girls under his command.

Although it was not a decision that had to be completed immediately, it was still an abrupt addition to the team. Although these famous horse girls were essentially "completed" and did not require them to pay too much attention to training issues, they would have to deal with more trouble in various procedures and processes. However, the loss of time could not be ignored.

You know, what Omer lacks most at the moment is time.

Four horse girls, four levels of training schedule, and the challenge of stepping into the realm of experienced trainers too early is undoubtedly an exhausting thing. In this situation, everyone knows that they cannot add any more burdens, but this scene still happened.

It’s not so much because of the exposure and instigation of the Sirius symbol, but rather that someone doesn’t want it to end like this.

No one wants it to end like this!

This opportunity to recreate their former selves may only come once in a lifetime, and neither they nor their fan, Omer Linton, would let it go.

In the past, Omar could still passively get through it by not making any judgments when he didn't know the details. But now, after being directly exposed and proven by Sirius, he no longer has any reason to hesitate.

It's not that there may be no burden at all. He has already given it a lot of thought and wants to explain it to the four girls under him, at least to let them know that the joining of these three will not hinder their training process, nor will it squeeze out their training time.

Instead, the three seniors may have to make concessions to the training plans of their juniors.

The order of priority must eventually be distinguished.

No matter what, the trainer is the one who bears the weight. He occupies the natural moral high ground in this contract and knows better that balancing the waters is not just about pursuing superficial balance.

Because this is not a weighing problem, or even a math problem.

It is a psychological problem, specializing in the field of interpersonal relationships.

In this issue, the key to balance does not lie in equal treatment, but in the balance of mutual perceptions.

Balance from a third-party perspective is meaningless; mutual recognition is the key.

It's like a competitive game that cannot achieve a complete balance for each character. A complete balance will only destroy the characteristics of the characters. A game that only pursues this path will only die a hard death. However, a game that can make the players who like that character and the opposing players relatively satisfied, even if this balancing act is actually shaky, will still live longer than the former.

At times like this, even if he had to be accused of being a calculating and cunning trainer, he had to take advantage of the emotions that would inevitably exist in the hearts of two and a half idols (Sirius counted as half).

The guilt of snatching a trainer's talent may hinder the training of future generations, and will also bring a heavy burden of guilt to the trainer - although someone may not have much of this emotion in their heart, at least it is there.

Even if things are settled after the apology, the trainer who has returned to the moral high ground has plenty of opportunities and skills to CPU, no, PUA, no, balance the scales of training treatment between each other.

This is also the struggle of trainer Omer Linton to survive.

it is true.

Seriously speaking, if he didn't do this kind of tricks, the normal workload would take at most a week to get him to the city hospital. Even if he could call Miss Big Shock to do mental conditioning for him every day and use the classic "three hours of sleep a day" as the donkey of the production team, that donkey wouldn't be able to hold on.

Therefore, Omer Linton, who had a strong sense of crisis, already had a rough outline in his mind, and he just needed to present it in front of all the parties involved. After everyone discussed and refined it, everyone would be happy.

——The prerequisite is that these people will listen.

As we all know, when women lose their temper, what they want to hear deep down is never your explanation, but your attention.

While you may think that your willingness to explain is a sign of your concern, they clearly don't see it that way.

The current "trial court" is in such a state.

Although it is a false willfulness, some people act too professionally. Let's not talk about how much truth is put into this performance. When Omar not only "despises the majesty of the court", but even exposes his multitasking with his sudden self-talk, in other words, he is not concentrating on the present moment!

The ever-present sharp-tongued substitute in Linton's training team.

Miss Airi Suzuko, who can always express straightforward emotions for teammates who are used to being gentle or used to saving face and are trapped in their image when they are angry and can't say much, and who is the bad guy in the team and forces everyone to open small windows, has indeed brought a bottle of new medicine.

"Let me confirm first, this thing doesn't affect thinking, right?"

Before drinking the medicine, he wanted to struggle to prove that he was not Dalang.

"Huh? Even at this point you still don't seem to realize your mistake?" Alice Suko smiled as if she was so angry that she laughed.

But in Omar's eyes, this smile was the proof that she was not really angry.

"It is precisely because I realized it that I want to make amends for the current situation. At the same time, there is another dangerous matter involving two attacks during the game. For this, I must ensure that my mind is still like a high-end and stable instrument."

"Ha, classic way of changing the subject, Guinea Pig-kun. You should know that this tactic doesn't work now."

“I don’t deny changing the subject, but maybe the problem doesn’t go away just because you ignore it.”

"I can tell you the same thing, drink it quickly, it won't affect your thinking!"

"You only need to answer the last sentence before."

"Then how can you let everyone hear you admit that you were changing the subject?"

"Not bad! Very clever. It would be better if it wasn't used against me. I'm sure no one likes to see horse girls and trainers scheming against each other."

Taking the coffee-black test tube, Omar shook it gently and said, "Can I ask about the effect you envisioned when you first designed it?"

"Increases energy sensitivity and helps the efficiency of learning the skills of the three goddesses."

"Oh... that sounds like what I need right now."

Glancing at the screen that stopped displaying while Witchmon was busy, Omer indeed needed a more precise supernatural performance.

Although this can actually also be done with the help of the teahouse to improve efficiency.

"Then drink it up quickly, yes, don't leave a drop, don't smack your lips, and tell me your actual thoughts!"

"My head itches a bit, and I feel like I'm going to grow a brain."

"…Maybe it's the other way around. The nutrients in the brain are being taken away by other things." Elly Tacho, who had come closer to record with a tablet, stepped back half a step subtly. "Do you feel your abilities have been weakened?"

"No, it's actually easier to adjust the shared perspective of the Eye Q." Focusing on the huge one-eye field of view, the jump from 30 frames to 90 frames made Omer reluctant to withdraw immediately. "What's wrong? My appearance doesn't look good?"

"Well... it's not that bad yet." Seeing Aiori approaching and curiously reaching out to the slightly swaying black mass, Airi Hayako subconsciously touched the shoulder-length hair on the side of her cheek, "I just have to ask if there are any students in school who are good at cutting hair."