I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

"I!"

"I!"

"One here!"

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Before the door was opened, Linguang could feel the lively atmosphere inside. The noisy words and complicated environment were enough to discourage ordinary horse girls, but Linguang was delighted.

After all, it's okay if the cooking is not lively. If it's deserted inside, she will wonder whether the chefs have prepared lunch carefully.

Without hesitation, Linguang opened the huge iron door in front of him, and a lot of hot air rushed in, mixed with the smell of food and seasonings, and everything in the kitchen was unreservedly displayed before Linguang's eyes.

It's just that the voices of the chefs communicating suddenly disappeared. The chefs wearing white hats counted one by one, and all turned their heads to look at Linguang who opened the door. The scene was silent for a while.

Being stared at by a large number of eyes, even if these eyes do not contain malice, will cause serious mental pressure. Ordinary people may feel cringe in their hearts, but Linguang accepts the baptism of these eyes calmly, without any panic.

She turned around and closed the door calmly, then faced these middle-aged people with curious faces, straightened her back, and said her purpose of coming here.

"Hi everyone, please just call me Linguang. Is the director of the cafeteria there? I am here this time to learn cooking skills from him."

The chefs with kitchen knives and spatulas in their hands had tangled expressions and whispered to each other for a while, and finally it was the oldest one among them who stood up and answered Linguang's question.

"Son, you are a horse race girl, why do you have the idea of ​​learning to cook? Is it because the food we usually cook is not to your liking?

If this is the case, you can tell us, we will try our best to cook some of your favorite dishes, learning to cook is very tiring, you should concentrate on training. "

Hearing the old chef's words, the people next to him nodded wildly. They felt that it would be their own negligence if the child gave up the training time to learn cooking because of his poor craftsmanship.

"No, that's not the case. I'm not dissatisfied with everyone's dishes, I just want to improve my own level, and let her taste better when I cook for my friends in the future.

As for the training that you are worried about... To be honest, my debut competition is not far away, and I have to conserve my energy recently, and I can't train as hard as usual, so I still have free time. "

Linguang hurriedly explained her situation, this is not lying, she does have free time recently.

The main reason is that Beiyuan didn't know that he would not be injured by running at full speed, and he couldn't explain the fact that he had superpowers, so he could only temporarily follow the trainer's arrangement and rest for a few days after the game.

After listening to Linguang's explanation, the chefs still hesitated until an old but energetic voice sounded: "Teach, of course you can teach, as long as you want to learn, little guy, I can teach you everything."

Two thin arms parted the chefs who were blocking in front of him, and an old man with a kind smile on his face came out, he waved to Linguang cheerfully, without the other chefs seeming to be troubled at all.

"Little girl, it's good if you want to learn how to cook. After all, how many years can you run a race? Isn't it great that you can learn my cooking skills and have something to do after you retire? Come on, you take responsibility with me first Let's have lunch today, old man, I will watch from the side."

While talking, the old man waved his hand to tell the chef next to him what to do.

"If you can accept it after experiencing it today, just call the old man my teacher. If you feel too tired to bear it, it doesn't matter, just treat it as experiencing life, how about it?"

"Understood, I will reply after the experience, thank you for your willingness to teach me."

"Haha, it's a small matter, let's start with washing the vegetables, and let me see how your foundation is."

"learn."

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At noon today, a piece of news quickly spread among the horse girls. Although it only took half an hour, most of the horse girls in Lisong Treisen knew about it.

"Hey, did you hear that Linguang who pulled Fujimasa's big difference in the training match yesterday is now working as a chef in the cafeteria!"

"Who doesn't know, everyone is rushing to the cafeteria now, and they all want to see how that monster cooks."

"Are you too? Come, come, let's go together."

Every horse girl who heard the news couldn't hold back their curiosity. They all wanted to see what it would be like to cook in the arena.

Will you be in a hurry?Or will it make a bunch of dark dishes?

In their hearts, they hoped that Linguang's performance in the kitchen would be worse, so that they could feel that Linguang was actually not so perfect, and there would be things he was not good at.

This is also the little darkness deep in the hearts of ordinary people.

But what about the reality?

"The taste...is unexpected. It's not bad, but it's not as delicious as the chefs in the cafeteria. It's a bit like my mother's home-cooked food."

They went specifically to get the dishes made by Linguang, and most of the Ma Niangs hesitated to give their own evaluations after eating.

Unexpectedly, it tastes like the taste made by family members.

The horse ladies all looked at the golden horse lady wearing a white chef's uniform in the window. She was handling the dishes in her hands seriously, and from time to time asked something like an old man next to her.

So, that monster really came to learn how to cook?

All the horse girls are a little puzzled.

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Chapter 40 Visiting

No matter what the horse ladies who came to observe her were thinking, Linguang was meticulously following the old man's steps to handle the dishes.

Wash, drain, cut into pieces, put into the pot, stir fry a few times, add the seasoning that the old man said according to the situation, and every move is an exact copy of the steps shown by the chefs just now.

"Although I thought that Xiao Linguang, since you dare to come directly to me to learn, you must have a certain level of cooking skills, but you can reproduce the whole process in a clear and orderly manner just by watching it once, and even the amount of seasoning is quite different. Poor, this kind of talent is rare."

The old man next to him was a little surprised and tugged at his mustache. In all the years since he learned to be a chef, he has never seen anyone who can cook a dish smoothly just by looking at it once.

It's just that the old man found that Linguang didn't seem to intend to directly copy the recipe of the dish. He had already made a perfect finished product the first time, but he didn't follow the previous steps when he started to cook the second time.

He is not a person who likes to be patient, so he asked Linguang very simply.

"Little Linguang, why did you change the method? Obviously, the finished product made according to the previous method is very good?"

"Teacher, although I can forcibly copy a dish according to the steps, but in the end it's just copying, I don't think I have learned how to do it."

Linguang carefully stirred the ingredients in the soup pot to make the dishes in the pot more flavorful, and at the same time answered the canteen director's doubts.

"If you want to learn this dish thoroughly, you need to use your own ideas to do it. The previous demonstration is just a reference, and I need to master it."

After hearing what Linguang said, the old man was very pleased. He thought that if Linguang had such an idea, then the road to learning cooking would be smooth.

"Okay! Little Linguang, your view is very correct! You can't become a good cook just by imitation.

I originally planned to let you imitate first, and then tell you these questions after some accumulation, but I didn't expect you to understand it yourself.In this way, Xiao Linguang, if you want to cook good dishes, all you lack is experience. "

The director of the cafeteria looked at Linguang who was concentrating on the production, thinking about her future.

If Linguang's grades were not good after retiring, he would put aside his old face and beg that old woman, maybe Linguang could have a place in the cafeteria of Central Treisen.

'After all, this child is so cute, people always want to help her more. The old man looked at Linguang with a smile on his face, his eyes full of kindness.

The time for lunch passed quickly, and a large number of horse girls left the cafeteria with various thoughts, and Linguang also planned to take off his chef uniform.

She deliberately left a side dish made by herself, and planned to take it with her when she visited Fujimasa March. It was all suitable for appreciating, and the portion was not too much, so it might as well be a snack.

It's just that when Linguang thanked these masters and was about to leave, the old man stayed Linguang for a while.

"Little Linguang, you are very smart. There is no obstacle for you to learn cooking skills. All you need is a lot of practice. Originally, I planned to teach you personally, but now it seems unnecessary."

The old man patted Linguang's arm and said with satisfaction.

"You can come and help at lunch in the future, and you will naturally improve if you do more. As for other things, let me explain."

Linguang knew that this was the old man's concern for her, so she accepted it after thanking her.

"Hehehe, good boy, good boy!"

The director of the canteen happily watched Linguang leave.

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After leaving the cafeteria, Linguang first went to Ma Niang Hospital Affiliated to Kasamatsu Treisen where Fujimasa March was located, intending to visit March first.

Walking into the gate of the hospital, the building in front of you is white and solemn.As the affiliated hospital of Kasamatsu Treisen, the best department here is the Department of Orthopedics, which gathers first-class orthopedic surgeons.

After all, for racehorse girls, their legs are their second life, and it is also a major event that cannot be ignored.

But it is impossible to avoid damage to the legs in the matter of running, which also makes the horse girls almost the VIP customers of the orthopedic hospital.

In Ma Niang Hospital, the doctors here are not easy. It can be said that they all choose to become Ma Niang doctors because they love horse racing girls. This choice actually requires a lot of sacrifices.

As we all know, the physical fitness of horse girls is much higher than that of human beings, especially race horse girls. Compared with ordinary humans, their muscle tissue and bone structure can be said to be completely different.

Therefore, if you want to become a doctor who can cure Ma Niang, the amount of knowledge and difficulty you have to learn will even be several times that of ordinary doctors, and it often takes the best [-] years of youth.

But what about returns?

Their salaries are actually not much higher than those of ordinary doctors. In other words, the rewards they can get are not directly proportional to the energy they put in, and most of the time it is even difficult to start a family.

After all, a large number of women do not want to find boyfriends who are often in contact with horse girls. They have no confidence at all that they can hold their boyfriends' hearts in the hands of those horse girls, so they simply don't look for jobs related to horse girls.

As for you talking about finding Ma Niang as your girlfriend?

It is true that there are doctors who can find Ma Niang as a girlfriend, but the probability is low among all occupations that can contact Ma Niang, and the reasons are various.

First, they are doctors, under what circumstances can they meet Ma Niang?when they were hurt.At that time, they only have responsibilities in their hearts, and they can't have distracting thoughts about love at all.

Second, why does Ma Niang come to see the doctor frequently?Only horse girls, their training and competitions often lead to injuries, all the horse girls that the doctors see are basically horse girls, and the age of the horse girls is generally 20 to [-] years old, which is very different from the doctor's age Big.

Thirdly, mature and resolute horse girls are a minority after all, most horse girls saw the doctor's reaction... I don't want to be too rude, please refer to the emperor of the East China Sea.

To sum up, those who can make up their minds to be Ma Niang's doctor must love Ma Niang from the bottom of their hearts.

Back to the topic, after asking the nurses on duty in the hospital lobby, Linguang learned the ward number of Fujimasa March. After thanking the nurses, he came to a ward on the second floor.

"Empty and empty..."

Linguang gently knocked on the door of the hospital bed three times, and there was a quick response from inside.

"Come on, who is it?"

The voice was a low-pitched male voice, and it seemed that trainer Shibasaki was accompanying Fujisawa in the march.

Sure enough, as the door opened, Trainer Shibazaki's handsome but slightly tired face was revealed.

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Chapter 41 Shibazaki's Nightmare

"Ah, it's Linguang, did you come to find the march?" Trainer Shibasaki yawned tiredly and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

"March, she's inside, please come in." After speaking, he stepped aside to let Linguang in.

"Thank you, Trainer Shibasaki. Can you tell me what the doctors say about March's physical condition?"

After Linguang came in and asked, she closed the door of the ward and walked into the room behind Trainer Shibazaki.

"The doctor said it's okay, drink it~~~" Trainer Shibazaki who was walking in front covered his mouth with his hands, but the sleepy yawn still reached Linguang's ears, Linguang was a little worried.

"You look very tired, haven't you rested since last night?"

Noticing the two inconspicuous dark circles on Shibazaki's face, Linguang guessed that the trainer might not have slept well for the past two days.

"Ah, did you find out? Maybe I haven't rested these two days." Shibazaki Koichi put down the hand that just covered his mouth, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"It was just a nightmare yesterday."

"Can you tell me? Find someone to talk to, so that the backlog of negative emotions in your heart will be much better." Linguang persuaded, after all, Trainer Shibazaki was in a trance now, so she couldn't help but want to help.

"And if you keep acting like this, March students will be worried too."

After saying these words, Linguang noticed that Trainer Shibazaki's expression showed signs of loosening.

After thinking on the spot for a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, instead of continuing to lead Linguang inside, he leaned his back against the wall and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

"You're right. Marching Song has been looking at my gloomy face. I'm afraid I won't be in a good mood. Maybe talking to someone can really make me feel better."

As he said that, trainer Shibazaki saw Linguang's eyes fixed on the cigarette he held in his hand, and there was disapproval in those shallow golden eyes, which made him quickly start to explain.