Play trumpet in the world of horse racing girl

"What? Are you afraid that I will renege? I said that I am in a good mood tonight, so it is certain that what I say is true--I have no objection if I want all Tresen to come. Isn't it rice?"

The conversation here seems to be going well, and the vodka here put his mouth to Yamato Chiji's face, looked at the appearance of the tyrant and the emperor, and said, "How do you feel, the relationship between the tyrant and the emperor is very good?"

"I think so too—they seem to have known each other for a long time, and they seem to have a good relationship." Yamato Chiji nodded. For some reason, she always had the feeling that a tyrant might become one of her side at any time...

No, no, it must be an illusion. After all, what kind of person is a tyrant, and where is Treysen College?Shouldn't it?

Summer camp 27

"Huh..." Bad Joke dropped the welding torch in his hand, and obviously agreed to take a vacation, but he didn't expect to do so much work in the end. She was obviously a racehorse girl and ended up working as a carpenter, electrician and welder here.

It's really tiring, the loss system can sell raw materials and tools, otherwise the logistics and transportation alone will take a lot of time, right?At that time, it may take a long time to rely on three horses to get it out.

"Okay, finally, our goal has been accomplished." Bad Joke smiled with satisfaction, while slowly backing away, the emperor and McQueen also followed the actions of Bad Joke, making this large facility that they had worked so hard for so long completely completely It caught their eyes.

On several tall steel frames are searchlights of larger models. Colored lights of various colors and metal iron plates form the most important part of the ceiling. The glass-like smooth floor reflects the sunlight. At the end there is A large display screen and several large speakers - all kinds of bright colors make this thing have a sharp contrast with the large yellow sand around it.

There is no doubt that this is a large modern stage like the winners' stages in the Central District, and you can tell from the shape and those mechanical configurations that the configuration of this stage is probably the best configuration, even if it is as rich as McQueen. Looking at these devices is also a bit staggering.

This is exactly the plan of the bad joke - she is going to build a big winner stage here, and not for anything, just to come here to show her talent, sing and dance.

Ah, what else can I do?You can't come here to show off your dancing skills, let's come here and turn sports programs into music games, shall we?Although the horse racing girl really wants to dance, she can't just dance, right?

"Oh! After working so hard for so long, it's finally finished!" The emperor looked at the stage in front of him and crossed his hips proudly. This stage has his own sweat, but he didn't expect that he would have such an ability. skill?

Very good, maybe in the future, if I retire from the game, I can become an architect or something?At that time, I can also repair some buildings with my own characteristics.

The emperor couldn't help but start to imagine that one day, he could build a super tall building with his own head made of metal, and even piles of sweet honey specialties were constantly being produced in those buildings. drink.

In the end, I became a new feature of Neon together with the honey special drink, and established a legendary imperial construction company. Even McQueen would come to ask me to help build new buildings because of his name, right?

Thinking of this, the emperor couldn't help narrowing his eyes, and a very smug smile appeared on his face, as if he was completely immersed in that future.

On the contrary, McQueen looked at the huge building in front of him, rubbed his chin and fell into thinking - he had never seen people from the logistics company transporting materials here before, and none of the few cars outside could hold that much the way things look...

So how on earth did this bad joker get so much material?Do you use local materials?But can steel be produced by taking local materials?There's no blast furnace or anything.

But even though he was puzzled, McQueen didn't ask. After all, it's enough that this has been done, so why care so much?It's not the raw materials from killing people to seize treasures, so there's no point in entangled so much, isn't it?

Bad Joke looked at the stage and nodded with satisfaction. Although she didn't know why it was all things, a megaphone was more expensive than gold. Compared with the normal price on the supermarket, this did not prevent her from Buy it in the system.

After all, the system does not have a function that prohibits purchases. Templates can buy them if they want. Even if a template suddenly wants to buy a weird sword, as long as there are enough points, other templates can't stop her.

Well, and there is no return function, it can be said to be very standard, you can only go in and out, a very standardized store, even a small ball of light can't help it.

——Well, where did the little ball of light go?Did you run away after making money?Or where to enjoy it?

"Phew, no matter what, it's finally completed, one of my projects." Bad Joke straightened his twin ponytails—although he did look about the same age as Qi Zuo, but Bad Joke was still tied What about the double ponytail type?

"Speaking of which, why did you build this?" McQueen turned his head and looked at the bad joke. Could it be that the other party plans to hold some kind of competition here?Otherwise, what would you do to be a winner stage?

"This one——McQueen, think about it, why are we here for the summer camp?"

"Let's train and take a vacation..." McQueen thought for a while. Although he didn't have a team at all, the summer camp was just a change of place to change his mood.

A new environment and a new mood should lead to more training. By the way, you can swim, drink some drinks, play with the sand, and so on. Summer camping is one of the perfect training plans.

"Yeah, vacation and training—but we are idlers after all, aren't we?" Bad Joke nodded, and then sighed, there is no template at all willing to play with hypocrites, and hypocrites are now planning It's really unfortunate that my boss can't play bad jokes without hypocrites.

However, the emperor and McQueen looked at the bad joke with puzzled faces, full of disbelief - after all, the bad joke is now hanging in the tyrant's team, and the tyrant's team is now a big hit on the racetrack, Anyone who pulls out one can be called a God of War level existence.

"Since we are idlers, we have to find something to do—how about it? Why don't the three of us arrange the lyrics of the dance? Or a little magic trick, and it will relieve everyone's boredom."

"Well, that means let's think about a show? So, Miss Joke, you set up such a big stage just to perform a show?" She wears a mask, but it always feels like she's serious about a bad joke...

"Of course—well, one thing to say, these devices will definitely not be used only once. Their quality is very good, and it is enough to guarantee that there will be no problems in a few years."

Bad jokes are one of the very few templates that have the desire to perform. She doesn't really care about performing on stage. It's a pity that she can't play in the game, so naturally she has no chance to perform.

"Okay... so, McQueen, are you interested in participating? I remember that Miss One-legged seems to be staying with Aunt Shengjiweng recently, right? Why don't we think about the show together. "

"Huh—I really can't do anything about you, but I'm actually not that free. Let me practice for a while." McQueen sighed, and he regarded it as a dance training, and he was in charge of the eyes. The name, and the self taught by a professional teacher, you will never lose in this respect, right?

Thinking of this, McQueen raised his head and looked at Joke—there is no doubt that Joke is definitely superior to McQueen in terms of body, and his running style seems to be quite strange, but even so, he would not Easy to lose.

What about dancing?I heard that Bad Joke is good at magic performances, so I shouldn't have any problems with dancing, right?

"?" Feeling McQueen's gaze, Joke turned his head and glanced, not knowing what the young lady was thinking when she looked at her.

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"So, yesterday, after going out, Zen took an unsealed western-style straight sword and hunted creatures such as crabs and starfish on the beach..."

"Then, the three of you grilled the booty on the beach, but because of the seasoning and heat, you went into the toilet together at night, and after two hours of no results, you came to me again?"

Sheng Jiweng put down the notebook in his hand, looked at the three people in front of him—Lord Wurong, Mr. CB, and the blade, pushed his glasses a little speechlessly, then crossed his hands, and looked at the three with a calm expression because A racehorse girl who has a stomachache after eating something.

After leaving Shengjiweng's place together that day, the three of them seemed to have become sisters. The relationship seemed to be improved a lot because of Shengjiweng's treatment, and just yesterday, Ren planned to treat Lord Wurong to have some food. For this, Crab took out the Western-style straight sword hidden in the guitar.

As a result... I don't know how these three people did it. Anyway, there was something wrong with the food, and the three of them were sent back to Sheng Jiweng.

"Well... At that time, I was looking for seasonings or something, and I asked the Lord to be in charge of baking, but..." CB rubbed his belly in embarrassment, obviously as the most rational mature woman, he was still tricked ah.

Well, although we haven't known each other for a long time, both Lord Wurong and Blade have left the same impression in CB's heart - that is, problem children, or the kind with serious problems, a lazy child who doesn't want to move One always likes to eat something that is not nutritious enough like instant noodles, but the other one always likes to cover up his face and look like someone from the Middle East.

Therefore, CB, who considers himself a mature and reliable adult, began to take on the task of taking care of two problem children, but he didn't expect that one of them could cause such a big problem without paying attention. It was really difficult beyond imagination.

"I looked at the familiar one...it's not good that there is no instruction manual." Lord Wurong lay powerlessly on the table, motionless, as if completely out of strength.

"I'm just hunting normally, so it shouldn't have anything to do with me..." Blade didn't understand, she just forked the crab when she saw it, and something went wrong unexpectedly.

"I would like to call you the God of War in the infirmary - you have come twice this month, I think you can set a new record, try to come four or five times in the next month, and break my patient review record."

"Forget it..." CB shook his head, and touched the two problem children on both sides of him by the way—well, the hair is soft and feels good in a sense, and it seems to be well-raised.

"So in order not to let you break the record, I think I'm going to use some extraordinary means." Sheng Jiweng snapped his fingers, and the next moment, a man with a suspicious object in his hand didn't know if it was a body bag or something. It suddenly appeared behind him.

"Tie them to the hospital bed, I'm going to show them the ultimate in my medical skills today! There is no such thing as a second-time patient who has been treated by me!"

Summer camp 28

You have to admit that the one-legged person is definitely a model for the specialization of medical treatment in terms of strength. Even if she is physically disabled, she can still hold down the CB to make her unable to move, and then directly drag the whole person to the temporary treatment room prepared by Shengjiweng in.

Then, there was a very loud sound. Anyway, it successfully attracted the three horse race girls who passed by here, and then saw Sheng Jiweng who was trying to arrest Lord Wurong.

It has to be said that this so-called mother-daughter combination is exactly the same. Both of them have enough strength to fight against the doctor, but their seemingly fragile limbs can hold down the main horse race girl.

You see, Sheng Jiweng is now fighting against this doctor who does not accept treatment, and she is now pressing Lord Wurong to the table with one hand.

Then, relying on unparalleled brute force and Lord Wurong's hardness as a racehorse girl, as well as a loud "Kucha", the table that was just found was right in front of the blade, with a very uneasy posture. out of this world.

In addition, the consciousness of Lord Wurong also gradually drifted away at this moment. She seemed to have seen the little ball of light drinking lemon pickled chili in the distance, and the propaganda boy who was fighting wits with spider cards.

"Excuse me." The emperor pushed open the door, and what came into view was the blade squatting in the corner with the mask removed, and the holy man who had just released the eighth girl. .

——and the Lord of Glory who has completely lost consciousness and is lying in the middle of a pile of rotten logs.

"..." The emperor fell silent. This scene was as thrilling as if he had just experienced a fight with the King of Fighters, and she just happened to pass by and didn't even know what happened.

And I always feel that if I continue to disturb, something terrible may happen, such as being pulled in for a visit or something.

"What's the matter with you?" Sheng Jiweng straightened up, and lifted Lord Wurong from the pile of wood along the way, but at this moment, Lord Wurong was like a rag doll, with no strength in his body at all. kind of.

"Uh...that." The emperor glanced at Lord Wurong. At this moment, this powerful horse girl who once killed the Spica team has no power at all in the hands of Sheng Jiweng, and is no different from the meat on the chopping board. .

Such a disparity made the emperor feel his scalp tingling. He didn't expect Sheng Jiweng to be such a powerful existence. Could it be that this is what the legend said——Auntie, I was very powerful before?

"I'm here to inquire about Miss Shengjiweng's favorite programs—just for an interview." Diwang swallowed, and now she really feels very nervous. After all, Miss Shengjiweng is a legendary doctor who is famous all over the world. Her treatment plan……

Don't ask, if you ask, no one wants to come for a second time, including psychotherapy, and it is guaranteed that there will be no diseases other than high blood pressure.

"Program? It must be pantomime or something. After all, it's very interesting for me to watch those pantomime lines and make up my own lines—although sometimes I don't know why my lines are always different from the plots on TV. up, but I think it's kind of interesting."

"Mime?!" A question mark popped up on the emperor's forehead, Miss Shengjiweng likes mime?This is really a type I have never been exposed to before. After all, the horse race girl is acting in pantomime. This is simply the weirdest thing, right?

"Why, you want to give me something? That's not a problem. Personally, I prefer to have more patients. After all, it is my bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. It is enough for you to introduce me to patients with difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Or is it the Teresan College? Do you want to distribute the annual physical examination items to me?"

"Uh——no, no, we're just investigating what shows you like, not these types of things." The emperor shook his head when he heard Sheng Jiweng mention the physical examination items.

Just kidding, if Shengjiweng occupies the physical examination program of Teresan College, I am afraid that everyone will start to get sick collectively during the physical examination every year, right?

"Oh, it's okay, let's go, I still have to take care of the patients." Hearing this, Sheng Jiweng lost interest, and then stretched out his hand to grab the blade in the corner, ready to take it to the CB inside as a companion .

Looking at the two people who were taken away by the Sage Weng, the emperor always felt that maybe the members of the Spica team could ask the Sage Weng for help, after all, the Sage Weng seemed—really strong.

Subconsciously, in the emperor's mind, Sheng Jiweng squeezed his arms inward, and a large number of muscles inflated like a balloon inflated by a super inflator, tearing the vulnerable white coat, Turned into a super horse girl like a steel chariot, the purity is ridiculously high.

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"How? Luna, the craftsmanship of the big forklift is not bad, right?" On the other side, the tyrant and the emperor are watching the golden ship and the gas tank in the distance, eating barbecue in front of the big forklift of love, and drinking the gold from the golden forklift just now. A special golden boat drink bought from the boat.

Well, it may be that the punishment drink given by the big forklift that I love tasted too special, which caused the new product developed by Golden Ship to also have that taste. Although it does not exist, it is indeed-a bit strange like peas.

"Well, I didn't expect that a family of young ladies would have such skills." The emperor picked up the steel fork in the plate, and had to say that she was shocked by the craftsmanship of the big forklift she loved. This is the first time she has seen the eldest lady who mainly cooks.

Ah, after all, this world is not a world of eating halberds. It is indeed not very common for a young lady to be able to cook, especially if she cooks so well...

"Obviously, I remember that her family sold special vehicles at the beginning, right?"

"Yeah, but the family situation of love's big forklift is very special. If she doesn't learn to cook, then you can't see her in this place." The tyrant nodded, and pointed to the big warrior next to him, as if It means something the same.

The great warrior raised his head, looked at the tyrant, and didn't quite understand what it meant, but no matter what he said, he was his current boss, anyway, don't talk back, just do your own thing.

"Eh..." Love's big forklift looked at the tyrant and understood what it meant - because of the template story, if love's big forklift couldn't cook, he wouldn't rely on the jungle terrain to avoid his home advertisements and the public's attention.

So don't look at the big forklift person as a young lady, and she has a figure that is definitely not low, but not only is she proficient in washing, cooking and repairing electrical appliances, she can even survive in the wild alone. Missy's illness.

"That's it, I feel like I can ask for some advice. It's a good achievement to make this kind of food." The emperor touched his cheek, and the skill of the big forklift that he loves is really nothing to say. It's because I haven't eaten it many times.

"Heh, if you can defeat Ai's big forklift, I can let her work as a cook in your cafeteria for a few months, and you can ask for advice at that time."

"Oh? That's really exciting, but I think we are still very confident about our opponent, the big forklift you love. Don't be reluctant when the time comes, senior."

"Huh?" Ai's big forklift raised its head and looked at the two people who were talking in disbelief—no, is this the time to start preparing for the dropped things?And you two even started to put a price tag on me, is it not good to discuss it in front of me?

Even if I know that the probability of my losing is the same as the probability of drawing a card from the card pool, is it not good for you to talk about my value so bluntly?

"Excuse me, gentlemen." Just as they were chatting happily, McQueen walked up to several people and greeted them.

The tyrant turned his head to look at Mubai McQueen. At this time, the tyrant who put away his aura was no longer as scary as when McQueen saw her for the first time, but the tall stature still gave McQueen a sense of difficulty. Describe the pressure.

"Ms. Meshiro—what do you want?"

"Well, I would like to ask, what kind of drama do you like? For example, dancing and singing, or performances of opera instruments."

"Drama... For me, I like to tell jokes. If it's anything else, then normal dancing is actually pretty good." The emperor took a sip of the drink from the golden boat. Although the taste of this thing is not very good, it is enough to depress you. It is also a good thing to drink a few mouthfuls of meat without the greasy feeling of barbecue.

"I don't care, it's better to say that I have seen a lot of plays of all kinds-but like this one, I would prefer a little joke or a normal dance or something."

The tyrant looked back at the emperor, and the emperor looked up at the tyrant, and the two just looked at each other, as if everything was in silence.

"Uh, okay - what about the two of you?" McQueen wrote down in her notebook. For some reason, she always felt that the tyrant and the emperor... were a little bit of the same enemy?Is that how you describe it?

Ai's big forklift picked up the pepper next to him, shrugged his shoulders casually: "What I say is fine, as long as it is not... I can accept any program that has an investment relationship with that industry and is invested. "

The big warrior remembered all kinds of movies and TV shows about the investment in the big forklift industry stored in his mobile phone, and then watched the big forklift of love full of resentment, and finally said to McQueen with a firm face: "I Same!"

"Uh, okay." McQueen blinked, didn't expect everyone's requirements to be so low?It's almost like there are no requirements at all.

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"So, we collected for a day, and that's all."

On the beach at night, with flashlights next to the three horse race girls, the cold sea breeze blows, looking at today's harvest - the three notebooks in the hands of the bad joke.

It can be said that what is recorded on it is——it is useless at all.

Almost everyone doesn’t have much opinion on these aspects. Their preferences are either broad or weird—for example, Golden Boat said he likes acrobatic performances, Sheng Jiweng likes pantomime, and Xiaokang Bai simply likes food shows.

"Would it be like performing acrobatics while dancing, and eating like crazy at the same time as the whole mime?" Bad Joke conceived of such a show... I can't say it can't be done, I can only say that it is definitely not ordinary people who can do it.

"Well, why don't we change our thinking?" The Emperor helplessly spread his hands and shook his head. What he got all day was a mess of ideas. How can he get the inspiration for what show to perform at that time.

"Well, why don't we choose two at random? That's pretty simple." McQueen shook his head. Sure enough, there is no such thing as a perfect performance. The gap between everyone's favorite dramas is a bit too big.

"Well, if you think about it again, you have plenty of time, don't you?" He joked and closed all the notebooks. The current situation really makes her template no good solution.

"Oh my god..."

"I almost thought it was here."

"I don't want to come a third time, I want to go back and lie down until the summer is over..."

And at this moment, the three horse race girls who were supporting each other wobbled over from a distance. They were panting like miners who just came back from the mine. It looks like it's about to fall to the ground...

Summer camp 29

What was the first impression of the dark horse racing world?At least for CB, the dark horse racing world at the beginning was definitely the underworld of the underworld in his imagination. Maybe it was a existence that could kidnap children, or rob other people's wallets in the alleys, and could eat without giving money.