The dreamy horse racing girl and the real me

Instead, Tamamo raised her hand to explain to Wu Feng.

The new Marseille seems to be a simulation match held privately by Wuhan Iron and Steel Co., Ltd.

Then more and more people were invited.

Little by little, everyone wants to come and join in the fun.

It doesn't matter whether it's strong or weak, whether it's a horse girl with a trainer or without a trainer.

They all want to come and compete. After all, the horse racing girl is interested in the competition.

Nowadays, basically in the school, powerful horse girls, horse girls who want to find a trainer, and horse girls who want to join in to check for leaks and fill in the gaps all gather here at once.

It can be considered a small game.

The date of the event is three days later.

"After three days?"

Also, this kind of small competition cannot be held while the season has not yet started and all trainers and horse ladies are free.

It won’t be possible to hold it in a few days.

But, three days?

"Three days, then I don't need to do any special training. I'll just carry on as usual."

In three days, rather than disrupting your training rhythm, it is better to train honestly.

What about victory or defeat?

Wu Feng could only use other methods.

"Hmph, I heard that this competition will be broadcast on TV. Then, my family will be able to see me."

Instead, Tamamo was already thinking about how she would accept praise from others after she won.

It seems that Tamamo is full of confidence, but what about the small bay?

Wu Feng turned to look at Xiaowan, but there was no worried expression on the other person's face.

Facing the upcoming games.

On the contrary, he continued his jumping training quite nonchalantly.

"Are you worried about Cove?"

"Yes."

Tamamo also noticed Wu Feng's sight, but Tamamo was not worried about Xiaowan.

because.

"Xiaowan's strength, at present, there are few Ma Niang who have not yet debuted in the academy who can compete with him."

"Just put a hundred hearts on it."

Well, yes, do you still need to question the strength of the small bay?

I even have to ask Xiaowan for advice.

"Then let's continue training as planned. I'll go out and catch a fish."

"Okay, okay, fish every day, be careful not to be caught by Miss Junchuan."

"How is it possible? Miss Junchuan could catch me? I ate the box of persimmon cakes you hid on the spot!"

"Ha, KUSO, I only have that one box left, how did you find it!"

Tamamo suddenly panicked. The persimmon cake was sent to her from her hometown.

However, I didn't dare to put it in the dormitory for fear of someone stealing it.

So, after much thought, Tamamo secretly hid in Wu Feng's house, deep inside where the other party buried his clothes.

I only take two every time I sneak over, and I don't want to eat more.

I'm afraid of Tamamo, so I don't dare to eat it. I don't dare to take more than one bite.

Therefore, how could Wu Feng, a guy who doesn't like cleaning up the house, find his own persimmon cake?

unless.

Tamamo turned her head suddenly and looked at the small bay.

Xiaowan moved his head, not daring to look directly into Tamamo's fiery pupils.

There is only one truth. Wu Feng doesn't like to clean the house and shouldn't find out what he hides.

However, Wu Feng discovered what he had hidden, that is to say.

Someone tidied up the house for him.

Who is it?Besides being able to climb over the wall, who else could enter Wu Feng's house?

I didn't expect, Xiaowan, you actually climbed over the wall into Wu Feng's house behind my back, and you did it to clean up the house. Are you a conch girl?

"Xiaowanwan, you actually sneak into Wu Feng's room every day to help him clean up and betray me!"

"what."

Faced with Tamamo's doubts, Xiaowan shook his head.

"I do not have it."

"Then how did Wu Feng discover my persimmon cake?"

"I found it."

"Then you said you didn't." Tamamo looked at the key that Xiaowan took out, which had Wu Feng's house number lovingly written on it.

Tamamo turned her head blankly and looked at Wu Feng without any surprise.

"Xiaowanwan, do you go to Wu Feng's room every day?"

"Well, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Looking at Xiaowan and Wu Feng's confused expressions, they seemed to be saying, is there any problem with this?

"What kind of normal horse girl would sneak into other people's homes? What kind of trainer would welcome his own horse girl every day! Be normal!"

Wu Feng and Xiao Haiwan pointed at themselves.

"Are you two normal?"

Wu Feng silently raised his hand.

"Based on the statistics of a certain unreliable trainer Okino."

"If there are not enough trainers and horse girls to form a team of four, the gathering center is usually at the trainer's home."

After all, whoever wants to do anything to Ma Niang would be fine if Ma Niang doesn’t do anything to you.

Xiaowan’s reply was more concise and clear.

"Then Tamamo, won't you come to Wu Feng's room in the future? The snacks you had before were all made by me in Wu Feng's room."

"Besides, you hid so many things, and your persimmon cakes."

"Sorry, I was wrong!"

Tamamo immediately got down where he was.

"Wait a minute, why do I have to climb through the window when I go in, but there is a key to the small bay, Wu Feng, you guy."

"Did you ask for it from me?"

My family, I'm really speechless. Tamamo goes through the window every day instead of asking me for the keys, and comes over to talk to me about my problems.

Tamamo thought about it carefully, and it seemed that she had indeed never asked Wu Feng for it, but couldn't Wu Feng give it to himself?

That’s weird, who would give away their keys without any problem?Is there something wrong with you Treson?

"Do you want it?"

Wu Feng took out the key.

"Thank you."

Tamamo turned his head and accepted it, Ma, he was just doing as the Romans do.

Blame it all on Damn Trayson's weird tradition.

Yes, it's all Trayson's fault.

Chapter 32 Rabbit under the moon

There is never a shortage of hardworking people on Treson’s night.

"Analyze a horse racing girl through the other person's body, pace, and breath?"

In order to grow up to be a trainer worthy of Tamamo and Kobayashi.

Wu Feng had just finished tutoring at the old man's side.

Horse racing is not only about understanding your own horse girl, but also learning to understand the other horse girl.

The old man taught Wu Feng how to judge the characteristics and abilities of a horse girl.

He also told Wu Feng that he had a disciple who could figure out what the other person was suitable for just by touching him.

However, after understanding this method, Wu Feng not only learned it immediately, but also learned inferences from one example.

"This thing is somewhat similar to the Chinese medicine skills I learned before."

However, although this method is not difficult for Wu Feng to get started, it does require the accumulation of experience to achieve its best effect.

Wu Feng, who was walking on the road at night, was still reciting the mantra silently and analyzing it with the experience in his mind.

Unknowingly, we arrived at Treson’s playground.

Under the clear light of the bright moon, there should be no one in the playground, but there is a black rabbit running in the playground with bright eyes.

"Huh, huh."

The rose-colored light loomed in the darkness, and the petite figure kept moving back and forth on the runway.

"The steps are steady and powerful, and the training speed is not fast. It is most likely training endurance."

"Middle and long distance horse girl."

Based on the knowledge he just learned, Wu Feng began to analyze the rabbit lady under the moonlight on the spot.

"The pace is not standard, it consumes too much energy, and the performance in handling corners is insufficient."

"If it were me, this is how I would handle it."

Wu Feng recorded the opponent's data while giving his own opinions.

"The body shape is, um, flat, with little wind resistance, hiss."

After drawing pictures in his notebook, Wu Feng suddenly realized something was wrong.

Why do you think the other person is a tablet?

Whether it's the figure running on the field or the picture I drew, it can't be said to be a tablet.

What changed yourself?A cove?

Wu Feng took out his mobile phone and clicked on the Tamamo stage video.

Well, no problem.

"Full body! There is wind resistance."

After thinking about Tamamo carefully, Wu Feng wrote down his judgment.

While constantly observing, record each other's information and deficiencies one by one.

At the same time, Wu Feng also recorded his opinions and solutions in a notebook.

During this process, Wu Feng truly felt the joy of merging this observation ability with horse racing knowledge.

So much so that they are completely devoted to how to solve these problems and have no intention of observing the outside situation.

"Yes, I'm sorry, um, are you, are you recording me?"