Winning streak in the Northeast region, breaking the record of the remuneration match and the Northeast Derby.

Tohoku's hero, Iwate's monster.

She actually came here too.

Chapter 169 Irreplaceable Existence

There is no such thing as the top eight major races in the mud race, and even in the heavy reward race, it is an extremely rare race.

The reason why it is rare has nothing to do with the intensity of the game itself, it is purely because people prefer grass.

But the cultivation conditions of grassland are very harsh.

There are requirements not only for the variety and cultivation of grass, but also for the thickness and density of the lawn.

The grass that is too sparse cannot bear the feet of the horse lady, and the grass that is too thick will not be conducive to running, nor is it conducive to later maintenance.

This has led to very high maintenance costs for grasslands, which the local government cannot afford except for the rich and powerful central government.

A runway of several kilometers is enough to make local racecourses lose their money.

Therefore, only the central part of the country has grasslands, and the localities use mud and sand tracks that do not require much maintenance.

Simple facilities, simple venues, and simple number of spectators.

But not necessarily a simple game...

Stepping on the soft ground, the girl bent down and grabbed the sand.

"This kind of ground is easy to slip."

She couldn't help talking to herself.

Even with the experience of four official matches and countless training matches, this is the first time she has come into contact with the sand.

It is completely different from the feeling of the pasture, quite a sense of desolation.

And the reason why she came here was naturally because of that sentence.

'The black ghost will appear at the [Capital Championship] tournament. '

There is no context and no acknowledgment of the source of the information.

Is he just trying to add fire to his own incident, or is there another purpose.

The girl recalled what Erisiko said.

She suspected that the incident had something to do with the Central Committee.

But the girl had a different idea.

If it is the center, the action is a bit too small.

There is no need for the other party to choose such a niche platform, and not many people will see it at all.

If it is the central government, they will definitely show it with great fanfare like last time.

For example, publish a false notice letter and put it in the newspaper to let everyone know.

With the ability of the central government, it can definitely be done with ease.

But the other party did not choose to do so.

Makes no sense.

So the girl guessed that the other party might be someone other than the Central Committee.

Always pay attention to the intelligence of the 'black ghost'.

Find them in the early stage of website establishment, and quickly publish content to create a small-scale public opinion environment.

A person with strong collecting ability and action ability.

Standing up, the girl loosened the sand from her hands.

Of course, it’s okay to just say hello casually, I want to write a letter myself to find excitement.

On the day of the competition, people didn't see the 'Black Specter' appearing on the stage, so they naturally regarded it as a foolish scam.

But if the other party really appeared.

Wiping the dust off her hands, the girl looked at the training ground.

That thing became more interesting.

clap clap clap...

The unique rubbing sound of sand came from behind.

Pulled by an invisible string, the girl sensed that person came to her side.

"I thought you were going to let me take responsibility alone." The girl said.

"how could be."

The sound rang in my ears.

"Awkward?" Sunday Tranquility asked.

"No."

"That doesn't sound like it."

"Will you tell me?"

"not the right time yet."

"Then just think I'm making a fuss." The girl replied.

Sunday Serenity sighed rarely.

Last night, she had a disagreement with the half body.

The cause of the matter is also very simple, about the cafe in Manchester.

Why did her soul touch the other party, but was not burned by the teahouse.

What is the relationship between them.

Faced with the girl's question, Sunday Tranquility did not answer.

In fact, the girl once asked about her relationship with the tea house, and she avoided it at that time.

Exactly the same reason is used.

The time is not yet ripe.

Even if the souls are one with each other, they cannot share all the secrets, which makes the girl a little uncomfortable.

It wasn't exactly angry, but it did make her feel awkward.

He casually said that he was going to see the venue, and without waiting for Sunday Tranquility to express his opinion, he shook off her and ran out.

Some cute goofy ways.

But as Sunday Tranquility said, it's too early to tell her.

She also did not expect that her always cautious half body would inadvertently touch the teahouse.

In the past, no matter how close she was, she would avoid her.

The easier it is to relax the scene, the easier it is for accidents to occur.

Fortunately, the itching on the soles of the feet took away the consciousness of the teahouse, and he didn't notice the strangeness of the girl, otherwise, what would happen, Sunday Tranquility couldn't even think about it.

As for the half-body who was in a bad mood, Sunday quietly thought for a moment.

"Sorry, I can't tell you right now, but I can pat your head as an apology."

I see, is this your answer?

The girl squinted her eyes.

But I refuse.

"I'm not a 'sister'."

Don't fool me with this childish trick.

"Is that so..."

Just after the girl puffed her mouth and said these words, a warm hand stroked her head.

Even if she couldn't see it, the girl could still feel it. The hand slowly slid down the tip of her hair, and finally hugged her shoulder.

"Now is not the time." A soft voice rang in my ear.

"Wait a little longer. I will tell you everything about me in a short time. So don't worry now."

The opponent's hand touched the girl's hand, and a warm feeling passed between the two.

"That's what you said, don't lie to me."

"That's natural."

The fingers touched the palm, and the slight strength proved that her words were not half false.

The mood improved, and the girl stopped worrying about this matter, and refocused her attention on the arena.

"Are you ready to compete?"

"No, I'm going to watch the game and see what the opponent wants to do."

No matter what others think, it is impossible for her to stand up for the forged notice letter.

"That's it." Sunday Tranquility murmured.

"Shadi, don't you want to run around?"

She was clearly on the inside of the grass field, but she hadn't practiced once.

The girl's eyes flickered.

"It will bring you a different feeling." Sunday Tranquility added.

The girl raised her eyebrows.

"And that feeling will help you, find the problem."

"..."

"..."

"Then I went?"

"go quickly."

The girl silently stepped onto the track, and as Sunday Tranquility gave orders, the girl started to gallop across the sand.

slip--

At the first step of the race, this word popped into her head.

On the soft sandy ground, the friction force is very weak, and most of the strength of the footsteps just kicked out is taken off by the soil.

Just the starting movement is slower than before.

No, not at all!

Whether it's Narita Shirahito's fighting posture or the green grass's running method, it doesn't work at all.

The ground is like a dry and absorbent sponge, absorbing all her strength.

This kind of ground can't exert force at all!

It's not her problem, even if Narita Bairen and Lucao deity come, they have nothing to do with the sand.

They are also not adaptable to the field.

Jockey girl knowledge doesn't work.

But fortunately, she still had the knowledge reserve of a trainer, and soon began to analyze the contact traces between the soles of her feet and the ground.

"Found."

"Ah."

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