Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

"Well, this race was only recently discovered by Tereson College. It seems that a few horse girls from the dark horse racing world engaged in a nasty incident like chasing and intercepting in an OP-Pre level competition."

Okino only recently discovered this situation. It seems that those guys in the dark horse racing world are starting to move around. Some horse racing girls who have never competed much have begun to practice some special competition methods in various levels of competition.

These horse girls cooperate with each other, interfere with and fight against some potential horse girls, and prevent the opponent from winning the game. At the same time, after winning the championship, they did not separate, but continued to cooperate with those few. Some people described it as a team that dominates the competition. of.

This kind of situation is naturally not good, but the vast majority of people don’t know about the dark horse racing world, so they just feel that there is a strange atmosphere on the Internet. After all, the competition is still exciting, and the confrontation is stronger. .

But Teresan College knew what was going on. This was the dark horse racing world starting their plan. If they continued to let it go, they didn't know what would happen.

"At the moment, I'm going to ask Xiaote to check the situation, so this is a scouting mission, and it's feasible regardless of success or failure—but if possible, I still hope that you, Xiaote, can succeed. After all, if you win, then you can It shows that our ability is enough to deal with these despicable methods of the dark horse racing world."

"Well, I know, I will definitely do my best."

Special Zhou nodded. Although he didn't know what the dark horse racing world was going to do, and he didn't know why the other party used a bad way to compete, but since he met him, he would never admit defeat.

"...I can?" The black knight raised his hand, as if to indicate that he can replace the special week to participate in the competition, since he has nothing to do anyway.

"No, Black Knight, I actually want to trouble you to block the blade. After all, you should know the other party and understand the other party's abilities. It should be easier to deal with it."

Okino shook his head. In fact, no matter what, the real killer in the team is the Black Knight. After all, it is strong enough and reliable. The one-horned miracle is good, but considering the special situation of the opponent, Okino is not Would love to have her play frequently.

"...Understood." The black knight nodded. It is true that this template is still aimed at the templates of the "Nation", but it might be embarrassing if it faces the Lord of Honor and the tyrant.

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"Wow! The number of our fans has actually increased so much." On the other side, in a not-so-good rental house, three horse race girls with very, very simple shapes are holding cups of a different flavor in their hands. Face to face, surrounded by a computer, watching the fluctuations in the number of fans of the horse racing girl on the computer screen.

The number of fans of horse racing girls is simply the so-called DD club. All kinds of horse girls who have registered and raced will appear on it, so anyone can choose their favorite horse girls and vote for them to increase the number of fans. .

But the tyrant is an exception. Now the tyrant has not run a game, but the number of her fans has reached a terrifying statistic. It can be said that other racehorse girls can only look at the terrifying number of fans and marvel.

And now the three race girls who are looking at this computer are the N-level templates who have been extracted from the system. As the bottom-level worker templates, their lives can be said to be very ordinary and ordinary.

Going to races when you have something to do, and working part-time to support yourself when you have nothing to do, can be said to be the daily life of most ordinary horse racing girls. There are not many ups and downs and not many troughs. It can be said that Yoshikage Kira was ecstatic.

But even if they are like this, they have dominated some games now. Although the level is not high, according to Lord Wurong's meaning, they are now using pincer tactics, which can be said to be very targeted.

"I feel like it's good to run more games. We N cards actually have a turnaround day. Now our number of fans is actually a little higher than that of the big warriors."

"Naturally, we have been winning all the time. The great warrior is temporarily quiet now, and the number of her fans has not increased."

"But will we really be targeted by Treysen Academy? Anyway, it's a competition without trophies. Isn't it a loss to compete with us?"

"Who knows? Anyway, it's all Lord's doctrine, that's great, those UR-level template needles don't poke."

Looking at the number of fans on the computer, the three N-level templates couldn't help sighing, as if the number of fans could add two 0s if they sighed like this.

"Well, that's great—huh? Lord?" Just when several people were about to continue to check the number of fans, a voice suddenly appeared in their minds.

The owner of this voice is the UR-level template they have been talking about just now, Lord Rongless...

199. Three N cards

As an N card, what is the most important thing?

——Of course, the most important thing is not to become someone who is not wanted or loved at all, and is only worthy of being dog food to feed others.

But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with these three, so now the three of them are sitting on the bench by the roadside with full faces, all stretching out two fingers, holding a lollipop, covered all over. Sitting sadly.

As for why there are no cigarettes and alcohol, it is because the boss sees that none of the three look like adults, so they don’t sell them at all, and the three of them also feel that if they really hold cigarettes and alcohol, it will damage their image, so they simply One took a lollipop.

But even so, a wave of frustration can be easily felt by others, making passers-by involuntarily back away a little, leaving enough space for the three poor N cards to feel bleak.

"What's the matter?" One of the bleak templates put the lollipop into her mouth, but she didn't know if there was something wrong with her brain. This action didn't let the candy enter her mouth, but instead contained a lollipop. live on the other side.

Her name is P Station, an ordinary N card template, with a random appearance and inferior attributes. Compared with the gaudy situation of other templates, it is a completely useless skill.

"I don't know, boy, what do you think?" Another N card template with the same bleak face also lowered his arms, looking like he had no strength.

Her name is Rolling Wheel, and she has the same template as Station P. She can't even be said to be good-looking, she can only be said to be able to see, but only for a short while.

The template called Kid is the little leader among the three, and her full name is Xuanyang Boy. As the only template, it seems that it is not so random, and it is also a template with higher attributes than the other two. She is naturally one of the three. The boss of the group.

Dressed in black, she looks like a young girl, but in fact, she doesn’t smoke or drink, and even the cards are guided by the template, so the promotion boy put the lollipop in his mouth, sipped it for a while, and then slightly Sighed.

"How should I put it... Actually, I don't really want to be like this. The good days have only just begun, and they are about to end."

"Actually, it's not over, is it?"

"—Station P, shut up."

"Oh." Station P put down the lollipop in his hand, and after taking a look, he realized why there was no taste after sipping it for a long time.

"Actually, it's not very sad, but I didn't expect that we were the ones who were sent away in the first wave. I thought it wouldn't be so unlucky."

"It's like drawing a card. The person who was drawn didn't have a card, but we didn't get drawn, so... very unlucky."

"—but aren't we still alone?"

"Station P, shut up." The propagandist hit him up with a knife in his hand. How could it be so easy to dismantle the template that was so well acted here?

"Anyway, we're being targeted, and we're going to have a special weekly showdown with him... To be honest, I don't have much confidence at all, after all, he has been focused on, what about us? It's just an N card template..."

"I'm thinking now whether we should obediently admit defeat or play hard, what do you think? Although we are one person, we can get different thinking anyway, so I want one person to play the three-vote two-win system. "

This kind of behavior is very stupid, but the soul now has to admit that it is indeed fine, every template is it, but it is not exactly the same, it can be regarded as a soul that has acquired many personalities.

Therefore, the current soul can play remote self-voting, and if the situation allows, she can even stage a game of self-playing, so that a certain pink-haired horse racing girl can experience the scene of being out of respect until she dies.

"Huh... it doesn't matter, right?" Rolling Wheel took a breath of air like smoking, then waved its hands casually.

"Maybe we are really not that powerful, aren't we? We all know that these attributes are indeed rubbish. Each of them has the highest B and the lowest E, which can be said to be the existence of the bottom."

"Besides, we have little training, the growth of attributes is slow, and we don't have any special skills, because we can't use them... Even the R card with the same skill is stronger than the N card."

"But so what?" The rolling wheel waved again casually, and threw the lollipop in his hand into the trash can next to him, and then his face seemed to relax.

"Even if it's an N card template, can't it run? Maybe strength is really important, but isn't it good to be a weed that supports flowers?"

"So what is my original intention?"

"...It's not emotional points. In fact, my original intention was not emotional points. It's better to say that it was just for fun, so I went to collect emotional points." The propaganda boy nodded, of course I remember the original intention.

"Not a trophy, not a stage, not a newspaper..."

"I like to run very much. It's not for exercising, nor because I want to be an athlete or something. I just like to run."

"Yeah...so, go for a run, run for yourself, regardless of whether other templates have this idea, let's just go for a run."

"Win or lose, what does it matter?"

"But if you lose, you won't have so much bonus, we still have to..."

"Station P, shut up." This time it was the turn of Roller Wheel to hit Station P on the head with a knife. This template just likes to tear down the stage too much. If it becomes a template of Sr or higher level, maybe it will be for you There are more places to blame.

At that time, maybe it will be the holy man and the one-legged man, but a trio of social explosives.

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The game is here again...

Special Zhou walked on this road that seemed to have been walked several times, her steps were extraordinarily steady, and there seemed to be only firmness in her eyes, as if she had made all the preparations before this.

This competition belonged to her. The trainer told her that the goal was to occupy the place occupied by three members of the dark horse racing world, and the enemy's method was unclear, but it was definitely not a serious method.

However, for the Treyson College standing in the soil of dreams, and for those who look at me with expectant and trusting eyes, I will not lose!

Special Zhou clenched her fists tightly, as if the determination in her heart was blazing, because even she knew that after today, a real confrontation would begin!

Whether it is becoming the number one horse racing girl in neon or protecting my friends, these are all goals that need to be achieved in the future, and they are all things that need to be done by myself.

"I won't lose!" Special Zhou raised his fist, trying to cheer himself up when no one was around.

Whether it's shouting hard, or saying some lines in the second year, Okino told her that as long as there is no one around, she can play whatever she wants.

Perhaps it would be a good enough way to turn that nervous state of mind into self-support before the race. At least in Special Zhou, she feels that she is about to face the real situation in the dark horse racing world, which makes her feel quite nervous of.

"For my mother's wish, for everyone's expectations, at least, I will never lose! Right here, I will win!" Special Zhou clenched his fists and announced his thoughts loudly to the air in front of him.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart that the method given by the trainer was indeed useful. After shouting a few times, my heart was indeed not so nervous. It would be even better if I had a few more carrots.

"That's right." Just as the Special Week finished shouting, a burst of applause suddenly sounded from behind, as if someone had already stood there.

Such a sudden situation frightened Special Zhou to look back immediately, and saw three racehorse girls in race uniforms clapping their hands in a terrified look, and staring straight at the bewildered Special Zhou.

"That's right, for the sake of friends and family..." The publicity boy clapped his hands, looking very satisfied. Although their templates had no influence at all, the publicity boy still clapped his hands for the special week.

"But... I'm sorry to support your ideals, but it's not only for ourselves, but also for our stand, so we still have to stand on the opposite side of each other!"

"Wait, who are you?" Zhou Yi was stunned, although his mind was not very flexible, but in this situation, no matter how inflexible his mind was, he could still realize that this was the obvious answer.

Is this starting to block yourself?Are you going to do something rough?what to do?By myself?Can you handle the three of them?Although it doesn't look that great...

"This has nothing to do with other issues, especially Ms. Zhou, as we said, this is a problem between us-isn't it normal for a horse race girl to seek victory?"

"You want to win, and I want to win too. This is the horse race girl, right? Anyway, it will be a matter for everyone to rely on their own abilities. If they lose, they will be regarded as inferior to others. There is no explanation for it."

"...Who are you?" Special Zhou was suddenly confused now, as if his smart IQ could no longer occupy the high ground, so he could only look at the trio with a confused expression.

She couldn't understand what these three people were going to do, were they here to stop herself?But why do you say this to yourself.

"...I just hope that you can run the race without any distractions, especially Miss Zhou—I don't know if you still remember your purpose from the beginning." Boy Xuanyang didn't want to explain too much, after all, what she said needs more attention. The things told are very simple.

"Do your best, especially Ms. Zhou, the essence of a horse race is to run, even for trash fish like us! So I'm just telling you—strength determines the outcome."

"Whether you miss out on your dream or make it happen is up to you - and we think so, that's all."

"So, try to race against us, especially Ms. Zhou, give your best as much as possible!" Roller Wheel also nodded, maybe they only have this role, but even if they only have this role, they still want to shine, don't they? ?

"Is it a race as hard as I can? Needless to say? I will definitely go all out in the face of these games!" It seems that the riddle just now caused the brain to be inflexible for a while, and Special Zhou just nodded now, with a very positive expression. He looked at the three in front of him.

"Okay, the arena is waiting for you." The propaganda boy nodded, and then walked over with the P station and the rolling wheels.

After confirming that it was impossible for Special Zhou to find this place, the boy Xuanyang let out a sigh of relief, then slowly turned his head and glanced at the P station next to him.

"I said, did you capture it? The scene just now..."

"...Yes, yes, what are we doing here?" Station P revealed the camera from her palm. She didn't clap her hands properly just now in order not to ruin this thing.

"...You don't have to worry about that." The propagandist boy looked at the rolling wheels, then took the camera and put it into the system space.

"Just remember not to say it, it's a good thing..."

200. We are weak, but we also want to win

"Another game, another wonderful game! Although I don't know why the weather has turned gloomy again, I still love the game field recently!"

"I think you must be the same as me! There is no one who likes the games here more than us, right? Whether you are at home or abroad, how are you!"

"Did the host change?" The big warrior looked at the commentary stand above with a dazed expression. Why is the commentator different from before?

Listen to the words and tone of the commentary, it is completely different from the previous combinations. This is another team, right?

"Oh, by the way, the old audience must have noticed that we are a new group! You can call me Mr. TT, and the one next to me is the legendary super musician and my trainer—— Miss Heaven Fire!"

"Heaven's fire? Is that a very popular foreign singer?" The big warrior was taken aback. He had indeed heard about the news of Heaven's fire recently, and she also liked the other party's songs. Although they were mainly rock music, but It's nice to listen to once in a while, isn't it?

But recently, I just heard about the release of the new album of Fire of Heaven. Why did such a good rock star come here to explain?

Could it be said that rock stars don't have commentators to make money yet?The big warrior couldn't help but start thinking, if one day he retires, can he consider becoming a commentator?With my own determination, surely nothing is difficult, right?

After all, the tyrant once said that the most powerful thing about him is not his physical fitness, but his determination that will hardly die... Although no matter what, I think this is too exaggerated, and it doesn't seem like he is praising himself.

"Heavenly fire? Is the heavenly fire also there?"

"Have you been invited to be a commentator? This place is getting more and more incredible..."

"I don't know if I can ask for autographs? I heard that the autographs of Fire of Heaven are very valuable."

People started to discuss enthusiastically. It seemed that the rock star was the most important thing compared to the upcoming competition. It was like starting to build a building on a post, but halfway through it, they didn't know that they had strayed into that topic. .

Hearing these people's discussion, Fire of Heaven, who had not spoken all the time, was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the commentator next to him holding a microphone, which was his racehorse mother—Mr. TT.

She was dressed like a younger sister, a black leather vest without buttons, a pair of tight black leather pants, weirdly shaped long high-heeled shoes on her feet, and gloves that could reveal her nail-painted fingers.

There are so many decorations that are asymmetrical to the point of killing obsessive-compulsive disorder, such as the pair of completely different earrings, which makes her look like Taimei, Speeding Race, and young people's rock music in comics. , especially with a pair of special glasses in the shape of the letter T on her face, she doesn't look like a serious person.

But this kind of girl is my own horse racing girl. Although my trainer qualification certificate is just a free time to take the exam, I didn't plan to become a trainer at first. After all, she actually relied on a lot of luck factors to pass. of.

But this child was found, as if arranged by fate. Although he looks very unprincipled, he also likes rock music, and he is very talented. Like the fallen angel who came to that place, Heavenly Flame felt that he could pull her in and form a combination with him.

But before that, the child pulled himself here and asked him to be a commentator with her—forget it, after the end, he would have to pay for this by letting her sing rock music with him... I am really an unqualified trainer.

"Ahem, although I really like everyone's love, these things can't be done casually—and, the most important thing now is to invite our players to enter the arena!"

Seeing that the topic has been distorted, Mr. TT hastily opened up his chatter box, and let those players who have already prepared come to the competition field, so as to divert people's attention.

As Mr. TT finished speaking, a group of racehorse girls came out of the aisle. They wore various clothes, but there was no doubt that their eyes were almost equally firm.