I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

"Who isn't? The performance in this game was terrible. I can't imagine Linguang losing."

But when people were discussing so intensely, Linguang didn't have any happy thoughts. She faced these fans who were reporters with regret, and revealed the cruel reality.

"I'm sorry, but I can't participate in the Classic Triple Crown. This time I participated in the Yayoi Award just because it is the highest-level competition held recently."

"!!!"

The scene was silent for a while, but it turned into a boiling ocean after a few seconds. Many reporters present even forgot about their work, and complained from the perspective of fans.

Linguang went on to explain the reason for this.

"The specific reason is that I missed the registration time for the classic Triple Crown. There is no way to do this. It's not that I don't want to participate."

"Missed the registration? Why did you miss the registration again! Xiaoli Mao also missed the classic triple crown because of this stupid rule at that time, otherwise the competition of that year would have been even more exciting!"

"It's been two years since we said we would change the regulations. Why hasn't there been any movement? What is URA doing!"

Although they were reporters, most of them were attracted by Linguang's performance just now. Because of this regulation, they couldn't show their strength. How could they accept such a tragedy.

"In short, I'm sorry everyone. But even if I can't participate in the classic triple crown, I will try my best to run on the track and bring hope and dreams to more people."

Bowing down to pay respects, Linguang quickly left the venue.

Sure enough, even if these reporters were all friendly, the discomfort in her heart towards the reporters would not be easily eliminated.

After Linguang left, the venue was as noisy as a mahjong parlor. Everyone expressed their opinions, but there was only one core: such an outstanding horse race girl could not participate in the classic triple crown, which is a pity.

"Lu Renjia, what are you thinking?"

"You know what I'm thinking."

"Start writing tonight? Can your editor-in-chief approve this manuscript?"

"He is a crazy fan of Xiaoli Hat. Our office is more than enough to be used as a store for Xiaoli Hat. When he sees that Linguang's experience is so similar to that of Xiaoli Hat, I have a 90.00% probability of being able to pass it. "

"Beautiful, I need to work on it a bit, but don't worry, I can definitely pass."

"Okay, let's add fire to this unfair incident!"

The two held their right hands fiercely, and a covenant was concluded.

…………

"Linguang, is there any difference in the scenery in the center?"

At the exit, Kitahara Rang who was waiting for her asked inquiringly.

"There is no difference. If you have to say it, the players have a lot of fighting spirit. Even if they are behind, they will try their best to win."

"Yes, everyone is very determined. When I wanted to have a bite of their snacks, they stubbornly refused."

The little chestnut hat on one side kept nodding in response, which made Xin Guanghui's face full of distress. Obviously, she must have experienced the scene of the little chestnut hat at that time.

"That's because Oguri's 'taste' is completely different from everyone's understanding of 'taste'."

"?"

Xiao Limao showed an emoji full of question marks.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing her cute and naive look, everyone laughed heartily.

Bei Yuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes laughing, heaved a sigh of relief, and then asked about Lin Guang's plans.

"Linguang, are you planning to participate in the op competition again?"

"Well, after all, there are no other events to participate in at this time, and you know the trainer, even if I run two games in a row, my body is still capable, but this level of confrontation will not make me so tired of."

Clenched his right hand against his chest, Linguang told his trainer that his body could completely withstand this kind of consumption.

"Well, it's not that I don't know Linguang's monster-like physical fitness, so I allow it."

"Thank you, trainer."

"So Linguang, which is the next game you plan to participate in?"

Without hesitation, Linguang searched long before this decision was made, and she already had the answer in her heart.

"It has a nice name, the Anemone Stakes, and it is held at the Zhongshan Racecourse, with a grass field of [-] meters."

"[-] meters...is this the category of mile races?"

Forever Light asked curiously.

"That's right, although this is not within Linguang's adaptation range, I don't think there is any problem with her."

Bei Yuan said comfortingly, and then he clapped his hands to attract the attention of everyone present.

"Let's go, it's time for us to celebrate Linguang's first victory in Central! My treat, let's go eat something."

"Oh!!!"

Needless to say, this cheer was made by a gray-haired creature.

"Well, trainer, is this really okay? Can your wallet hold up?"

Brand-new Glory looked worriedly at Oguri Hat, who was completely in a state of excitement, and then looked at the pocket where Beiyuan usually put his wallet.

"Ha, you think I haven't thought of that? I must have figured that out."

As he said that, Bei Yuan took out his wallet, and then drew out a card coupon from it. Everyone surrounded him curiously, and Everbright even took the coupon over with one hand.

"The buffet is free for one person?"

She read this line slowly, and then looked at Bei Yuan in amazement.

"How did you get it?"

"Of course it's a lottery."

"But Xiao Limao and those who are close to her are on the blacklist of the buffet, and they are not allowed to enter the restaurant, nor are they allowed to participate in all the activities they hold?"

As soon as this sentence was said, Bei Yuan's face was filled with bitter tears.

"So that's what I paid a huge price for."

Thinking of the more than 30 boxes of fried noodles he ate for Chongye, Beiyuan felt his stomach was jumping disco.

Chapter 220 Four

night.Somewhere in the shopping street, there is a newly opened buffet.

It is located at the corner of the street, because the usual traffic is not large, but it is still profitable.

But today, the chefs of this buffet ushered in a workload that did not match their wages.

There are so many materials to deal with, and the spoons have been turned around for a long time, which even made them hallucinate.

"Haha, haha, why did the dead fish jump up, it is attacking me."

A chef held a live fish in his hand, pressed a kitchen knife on the chopping board, and was cutting the knife with the fish, and the fish patted his tail from time to time.

"Cream, spray cream, my art insists..."

A pastry chef was holding cream in his hand, and was spraying casually on the cake embryo in front of him. He was still patiently decorating, but later he just painted the shape of the cake, and now he just squeezed a dollop of cream onto the embryo.

There are also those who cook vegetables, those who fry steaks, and those who barbecue. Everyone looks like a living dead, with dull faces and no response, just staring at the chopping board in front of them.

The food delivery staff outside are better. They are just physically tired, but their minds are not as dull as the chefs inside. At least they still have time to chat.

"Boss! I can't do it! The chefs are almost exhausted. If we don't think of a way, our store will be ruined!"

The manager rushed into the boss's studio anxiously, and reported the current situation of the restaurant one by one. He was so anxious that sweat dripped from his forehead.

"So who let that lube horse girl in? Didn't I say that customers should check the black horse list before entering the door? Why is she still sitting there?"

The boss is also haggard, as if he aged 14 years in an hour, and he feels like he has lost several hairs.

"..."

The manager didn't speak, but just looked at the boss with eyes full of resentment and almost murderous.

"..."

He rubbed his forehead in pain, and then firmly, inch by inch, stroked his old face from top to bottom as if rubbing his face, the boss let out a wail.

"Why did I hold that lottery~~"

"There is still a lot of time in the sad night, you should first think about how to get through this difficult time."

"..."

With a sad face, the boss took out a tissue and wiped it off, and then gave an order.

"You are watching in the store. I will go to the old guys in the surrounding restaurants. Even if I kneel, I will ask them to transfer the cook over."

"Boss... you've worked hard."

"Well, come on."

After encountering an outrageous party A, the worker and the boss finally reached some empathy at this moment.

But the sorrows and joys of human beings are not the same. What is the relationship between the pain of the shopkeeper and the happy Cinderella Lumao?

"Margaret, have another serving!"

Xiaoli Mao stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth, pulled out a clean bone half a second later, and threw it into the pile of food scraps beside him.

"Hey, even though it's a buffet, you still have to restrain yourself. It's not easy for other chefs. Don't equate the chefs here with the canteen staff in Teresan. There are not top chefs everywhere."

Passing over the food specially brought for Xiaolimao, Linguang was also persuading him at the same time.

"Ah."

Without any hesitation, or just a little hesitation, Xiaolimao agreed to Linguang.

"Eat another 10 minutes, and then we'll go play elsewhere."

As she said that, she speeded up her eating again, as if she wanted to eat as much as possible during this time.

"Sigh, as expected of Linguang, Xiaoli listens to you very much, she can even give in when eating."

Seeing Xiao Limao being so obedient, the brand-new brilliance at the side also relaxed.

I have to say that every time I go out to eat with Xiao Limao, the shopkeeper's gaze will make her feel uneasy, but she can't persuade Xiao Limao.

"That's not the case. When Xiaoli was a child, she talked with me the most about eating. After a long time, she got used to giving up thinking about eating and only listening to me."

"Yes, Linguang can be said to be my past owner."

Xiaolimao, who was working hard, suddenly said such a sentence, which directly made Xinxinguang, Yongguangdeng and both of them blush.

Originally, these two people were the kind of people who liked to secretly read small cartoons, but now they both wanted to go wrong.

"That's not true, don't talk nonsense, Xiaoli!"

"Yes, do you really understand what this means?!"

The two of them shook the little chestnut hat desperately, but even with the head shaking from side to side, the little chestnut hat was still stuffing the food steadily, which can be said to be very calm.

"Xiao Li is not wrong. Now that I think about it, there may have been such a relationship between me and her when I was a child."

Linguang's smiling remarks ignited the two people's heads again, and the spearhead instantly pointed at Linguang.

"Sister Linguang, please don't talk yet!"

"Hi hi~~"

Just as a group of them were having fun, the conversation at the door diverted their attention.

"No guests for the time being? But there are not many tables here? The kitchen is also in full swing, why close the door?"

"I'm really sorry, but it's really too busy now, and many ingredients are already vacant. Even if you come in, you won't have a good dining experience."

"Oh, is that so?"

The people outside the door seemed to hesitate a bit, but the person holding her hand by her side looked very calm.

"It's okay, let's go to another store."

"Is it all right, trainer?"

"I said don't call me a trainer outside, it's shameful!"