The dreamy horse racing girl and the real me

As soon as Junchuan looked Wu Feng up and down, Wu Feng felt that he was in front of a tiger. The other party knew clearly which part of his body was fat and which part was thin.

"Hey, no wonder you became a trainer. Guys like you occasionally do cool things."

"What's wrong with me? How come I'm the only one like me?"

Seeing Wu Feng's protest, Miss Junchuan just smiled.

Whether it’s a racing girl or a trainer, it’s really interesting.

It's a bit annoying that none of these guys take it easy.

After listening to Wu Feng's protest, Junchuan looked at the worry on Wu Feng's face.

"What, are you thinking about Mi Yu?"

"It kind of feels like she thinks she is a disaster. It's a little strange."

The look of rice bathing is not developed overnight.

Rather, it stems from inner inferiority and weakness, which should not appear in any normal horse lady.

There is only one possibility. Her upbringing from childhood to adulthood, regardless of the internal and external environment, eventually made her become like this.

"I also know something about Miyu. How should I put it? Maybe it's a curse from the gods, or it's fate."

"Mi Yu, she is really not very lucky. It rains when she wants to train, and the people around her are easily injured."

According to the records of the school doctor's office, Miyu sent a lot of injured people.

Junchuan also heard a lot about the accident of Miss Miyu.

People around me suddenly fell down, they couldn't hold the bottles in their hands, anything happened.

Everyone on campus is saying that Miyu brings disaster.

Seeing Wu Feng today, Junchuan had to think whether the gods had forgotten this horse girl.

However, Wu Feng didn't think so.

"Miyu, doesn't her name mean blessed child?"

Wu Feng remembers that the name "rice bath" seems to be the Japanese custom of bathing with rice when getting married, which means bringing happiness to the people around you.

How could it be a disaster star?

"Well, maybe this is the god's bad taste."

Junchuan shook his head, this might be fate.

"I think Mi Yu is a lucky star."

"God, this kind of thing is not very useful where I am."

Well, the status of a Chinese deity is determined by whether the other person is spiritual or not.

"Even if the rice bath made you like this?"

"I believe that good fortune and misfortune are conserved, and luck is constant. This thing is the price paid for good luck."

"Then what did you gain?"

"I got a name, Onii-chan!"

Junchuan stared at Wu Feng with wide eyes, but Wu Feng puffed up his chest and looked complacent.

"Okay, then you met me. This is unlucky enough. Don't think I don't know. You call me Green Devil the most."

Junchuan thinks that he is not bad looking, and there are people pursuing him in school.

However, other people can talk to themselves.

Only Wu Feng ran away when he saw him, just like a horse chasing a horse.

How can you find a gap to stay? Why don't you be a chasing horse?

Wu Feng said that the most unlucky thing was to meet him and Rudolf just after free time.

So isn't it unlucky enough to meet you now?

"Unlucky, indeed quite unlucky, but isn't it a little lucky to be able to change your view of me?"

“For good and bad, luck is conserved, my friend.”

Instead, Wu Feng patted Junchuan on the shoulder as if he had come before.

"Then, what do you think if one day you win [-] million?"

"That is the reward I get for my good deeds and virtues after going through all the hardships in the world. It means that my good days are coming."

Well, as expected, it’s a practical theory of luck.

It's good. This kind of guy who doesn't believe in gods can be used in many places.

Wait, this guy is unlucky. Is it possible that he doesn't care about Mi Yu?

Is this guy doing this because he doesn't respect the three goddesses?

Junchuan discovered something incredible.

"Hey, if nothing happens, I'll go back and take a nap."

Seeing that nothing happened, Wu Feng wanted to get up and go back.

It's too late. It's easy for a handsome young boy to cause problems when he walks alone outside Treson.

"First of all, my name is not Hei, my name is Junchuan."

"One last question for you, do you really think Mi Yu is a lucky star?"

"Of course, she calls me brother, and she pulls my clothes and calls me Onii-chan!"

Hey, suppress your desire to call the police. This guy is so talkative that he doesn't have any integrity.

Lucky star, though?

"Well, I also want to tell you that meeting Mi Yu is indeed a blessing, but meeting me is a blessing rather than a curse."

"Snapped."

"hiss!!!!"

Wu Feng looked at the ticket that was slapped heavily on his hand.

"This is your blessing!"

Chapter 35 Calculation and Calculation

"Mi Yu, turn off the lights."

The little black rabbit is sitting on the bed holding a notebook.

"Just a moment, wait for me."

Seeing that his roommate was about to turn off the lights, Mi Yu turned over and sat on the bed, picked up a pen and opened the first page of his notes.

"My lucky star."

Writing this sentence carefully, Mi Yu couldn't help but feel happy.

Unexpectedly, I was so lucky that I didn't make any typos, which is really good.

"Rice bath?"

"All right."

After carefully closing the notebook, Mi Yu lay obediently on his bed, holding the notebook tightly.

"Clap."

The lights were turned off, and darkness invaded the entire room.

However, Mi Yu will no longer be afraid of the devil in the night.

Because, I am a lucky star.

The small signature in the corner of the notebook: Wu Feng, is connected with the big lucky star next to it.

"Huh, huh."

"Well, did Mi Yu fall asleep so soon?"

Mi Yu's roommate originally thought that Mi Yu would huddle in the corner for a while before falling asleep, just like before.

However, there was a calm breath coming from the side.

"Mi Yu, have you met your hero?"

Mi Yu's roommate looked at Mi Yu's bed.

Beside the pillow is Mi Yu's favorite fairy tale book, "Happy Blue Rose".

This book should be held by Mi Yu while sleeping.

but.

"Let's ask who the notebook belongs to then."

"Good night, little beautiful fairy."

The owner of the notebook, Wu Feng, is currently being judged by the devil.

"Miss Junchuan, if you ask me out, aren't you afraid of what I will do to you?"

Miss Junchuan's eye roll made Wu Feng understand that he had asked a rather stupid question.

You would ask, is the United States afraid that others will steal its oil?

"Aren't you afraid that I will exude my masculine charm and make you fall in love with me?"

Junchuan pursed his lips, Wu Feng found this himself, Junchuan didn't say anything.

"First of all, I want you to accompany me because you don't have any feelings for me and can allow me to enjoy a pure viewing experience."

"Secondly, even if you really make me like you, that's my business. When the time comes, you have to be careful. I'm not one of those pony girls."

"Besides, you have to guard against me falling in love with you."

"Unless you want to work with me, of course, you can if you want."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, sister, sister, let me go."

I go to work from 8 a.m. to get off work at [-] or [-] p.m.

Let yourself do this kind of work, why not kill yourself.

"Hmph, you'd better pray that I don't have feelings for you."

Seeing Wu Feng's despair, Junchuan patted Wu Feng's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Hey, everyone is always urging me, just in case I do something wrong."

Faced with Ms. Junchuan's work, marriage, and life decks with high attack and defense and high effects.

Wu Feng put a set in his trouser pockets, and it was over. He didn't bring his Zhulei or the ancient nail knife.

Then, there is only one option.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

People are under the eaves and have to lower their heads. If I can't win or run away, why can't I hide?

Once I accept my weakness, I am invincible.

In the end, Wu Feng signed such an unequal treaty.

"Good night, Mr. Wu Feng."

"By the way, your performance today is very handsome."

"Eh?"

Looking at the door that suddenly closed in front of him, Wu Feng laughed.

Very handsome?That’s right, I’m a cold-faced and handsome little white dragon.

There are also people who look forward to one day stepping on a white horse and colorful auspicious clouds to save his hero.