Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

"Is it still not working... Who cares about you!" With a dark shout, the girl began to compete for the track position during the Fujimasa March.

I don't think about it!

Immediately stepping up his pace, Fujisawa began to block the opponent's offensive.

Chapter 1 Website Blocking

"Currently leading Mingzheng opera, Fujimasa March from Kasamatsu and Kobayashi Liqi from Oi are tied for second place, and the two are trying to catch up with each other—!"

The fierce voice echoed in the arena, and the cheers of the audience also intensified.

But, in this one, not everyone is in the mood to appreciate the game.

Manchester City Café and Erisuko sat in the auditorium, watching the field absent-mindedly.

"It didn't show up..."

"Yeah, it didn't show up."

The two had a brief conversation.

Without the contents of the notice letter, this is an ordinary mud race, and it cannot be said that there are no highlights, but for Ari Tayiko, it is a waste of time to watch such a race.

Before she was free enough to spend a few hours, she ran all the way here to cheer for a few horse girls she didn't know at all.

Of course, if someone among these people is willing to assist her in the mud experiment, it will be considered as Aili Tachyon.

Unfortunately not.

At least not yet.

click-

Right next to the two of them, there was a crisp sound.

Fujii Izumisuke held up his camera and took pictures of the horse girls on the field.

It's a pity that the opponent didn't honor the content on the website, but anyway, this is a serious game, and he can't let himself go away empty-handed.

"At least let me write down their performance..."

The horse girl named Mingzheng Opera, from the beginning of the race, led the race until the end of the race, and she didn't show any signs of fatigue, which shows how strong she is.

If the opponent can lead all the way to the finish line, he can make a fuss about similar headlines like "a local origin defeated a group of central powerhouses, and the second Xiaoli hat is about to be born".

Just when Fujii Quansuke stopped thinking about the black ghost and focused all his attention on the field.

"Tricked..."

He heard such a voice.

"Didn't it be agreed that the other party will appear on the field?"

"Yeah, I just came here after seeing that message."

"it's a pity."

"Who posted it?"

The sound of small discussions drilled into the ears along the cheers.

With a thumping heart, Izumi Fujii remembered that there was still content on his website that looked like a "black ghost" notice letter, and some people believed the notice letter and came all the way here.

Oops, must be deleted quickly!

Thinking of this, Fujii Izumi took out his phone in a panic, and prepared to use his administrator authority to clean up the website.

However, when he clicked on the original page, the website that was built with great difficulty had turned into a string of English symbols at some point.

"Eclipse"

On the black bottom surface, several letters are branded.

The originally built message board and the ghost's game records are all gone, only this word is printed alone in the center of the page.

Can't order, can't do anything.

Fujii Izumi frowned, and he kept refreshing the page, but the string of words kept appearing as if mocking his ignorance.

"Miss Erisiko."

"Ok?"

"Website, can you still log into that website?"

Fujii Izumi asked hurriedly.

"Website?" Taking out her mobile phone, listening to Fujii Izumisuke's words, Ari Tsubaki opened the website, and she did the same, the entire website only had this one word.

"What's going on?" Manchester City Cafe asked.

"I don't know, it just turned into this when I opened the webpage." Fujii Izumi shook his head and replied.

"Eclipse." Erie Tachyon narrowed her eyes.

"If you do the same, it's not my phone's problem."

Fujii Izumisuke said: "I'll go back and adjust the console to see if I can modify it."

Didn't expect this to happen...

Apparently, the website he built was hacked, and the attack was so fast, it was fine before the game, but it became like this after the game started.

Could it be that someone retaliated against the website for spreading false news?

In any case, after such a small website was attacked, it was still a headache. After all, he was not very proficient in computers, and many of them were learned and sold.

Many problems arose during the construction process, and it was only by consulting those colleagues in charge of the web pages that they barely solved them.

"Will it be troublesome?"

"It depends on the situation. You can only know if you actually operate it by hand."

"Is that so..."

Manchester City Teahouse lowered its eyes.

Eri Tachyon didn't know what she was thinking, she looked at the words on the page and remained silent.

"Can you catch up!? After surpassing the Fujima March, Kobayashi Liqi is sprinting towards the finish line, but Mingzheng Opera has no signs of decline! Speed ​​up!! The two of them started to speed up! Xiaolin Liqi is approaching, Xiaolin Liqi is approaching!"

"Crossing the line—!"

"Unfortunately, it's half a step away. The winner of this [Capital Championship] is the Meizheng Opera from Mizusawa!"

When the game came to an end, the audience burst into cheers.

Surrounded by applause, the members of the Manchester City teahouse left the arena with a heavy heart.

……

lost...

Holding his knees, Fuji is marching heavily panting beside the track.

Near the end of the race, on the most difficult slope, the soles of Fujisho March slipped and fell behind.

She knew the slope, the trainer had told her about it, and had done grip training.But when the vines were marching on it, they realized that was not the case at all.

When stepping on that ramp, it seemed that a pair of invisible palms pushed her back.

Powerless, struggling, and without resistance, she could only watch the people around her surpass her and run to the front.

At that time, Fujimasa understood.

A powerful horse girl, no matter where she is, she will emerge and shine brightly.

The reason why she lost the game was not because of her local background, but because of her lack of strength.

Physical strength, tactics, strategy, no matter what, there is a considerable gap with others.

Losing the game seems to be a natural result.

is that so……

Fuji was marching and gritted his teeth.

Obviously she has worked very hard, she has devoted all her time to training, and she is mentally prepared, but when she faced her first defeat in the Central Committee, she still felt a sore nose.

"I'm really... am I that weak..."

clap clap clap-

Crisp applause sounded.

"Beautiful!"

The woman with long blond hair applauded enthusiastically, and her golden star pupils looked at Fujimasa March.

She jumped over the railing, ran to the front of the vine march, blinked her eyes, and gave her a thumbs up.

"It was really a wonderful match."

Eh... eh?

Fuji is marching and blinking.

"T... Thank you?"

"I didn't expect to encounter such a wonderful game just by watching a game. It's really unexpected."

The girl who originally spoke with an American accent suddenly spoke Mandarin fluently.

"Would you like to chat with me for a while, Japanese Girl?"

Chapter 181 A Hundred Years Ago

Patter, rain pouring down.

The black gradually receded, and the senses slowly recovered.

Opening her eyes suddenly, the girl found herself standing in a room.

The lights were dim, the smell of soil filled the nostrils, and the strong water vapor enveloped the whole body. The girl couldn't help shivering with chills.

"here is?"

She looked around blankly.

A room I've never seen before.

Simple layout, rough tables and chairs, walls made of stone.

The wall beside him was covered with yellowed paper, on which were written complicated letters that had long been no longer used.

Moving footsteps, above the girl's head, on the wooden beams, the candle-lit chandelier flickered quietly.

The strong sense of obsolete made the girl think that she had inadvertently broken into a long-abandoned farmhouse.

However, although the environment is old, the tables, chairs and ground are very clean, and it looks like someone is living there.

Especially the chandelier overhead.

The flowing and solidified wax oil has just accumulated a thin layer, and it looks like it has been replaced not long ago.

That is, someone is in this room?

Thinking of this, the girl immediately walked towards the door.

Instinct told her that something was wrong.

There must be a reason for appearing here out of nowhere. Before finding out, the girl decided it was best not to startle the snake.

And for some reason, she appeared here, but Sunday Tranquility was not there.

Now, the maiden is a person in the true sense of the word.

what happened...

Holding her head, she still hasn't sorted out the situation.

When I came to the wooden door, I turned the poor-feeling copper handle, only to hear a creaking sound, and the handle was stuck in a certain position and could not be turned.

locked?