Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

On Sunday morning, Wen Jing carelessly forgot to turn off the sharp alarm on her cell phone that she had set for herself, and it continued to ring, but Wen Jing, lying in bed, did not react at all.

Rudolph, who had originally planned to sleep in during the weekend, could no longer bear it and took out Wen Jing's cell phone, which seemed to be hidden under the quilt.

After turning off all subsequent alarm clocks, Rudolf went back to his quilt and planned to take a nap, but found that she had been woken up and could not fall asleep at all. After poking Wen Jing a few times in his heart, he lay on his side on the bed and looked at Wen Jing who was still sleeping soundly.

Wen Jing frowned slightly, as if she was having a strange dream. Rudolph had heard her talk about many strange dreams.

"I think we can hear Wenjing complaining about her dream today... Oh, Xiaoli asked me to make this 'Mosla' brand for her."

Rudolf symbolically sat up from the bed, looked at the raw materials and semi-finished products on his table, turned his head to glance at Wen Jing who was still sleeping soundly, and silently walked to the table to start working.

The Student Union does not have much work to do on Sundays, or even almost none - the board of directors is very considerate and does not let them be too busy on Sundays.

Rudolf symbolized that while he was lost in thought, he continued to hold the medal in his hand.

"...Ms. Luna?"

Wen Jing's voice suddenly reached his ears, bringing Rudolph back to his senses. He looked at Wen Jing in her pajamas and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I've called you sister several times... I just wanted to ask if you want to go to the cafeteria to eat together. It's almost noon."

Wen Jing looked at Rudolph's symbolic eyes, then cast her gaze on her hands, "What brand is that?"

"Um...Haosila, what time is it?"

Rudolf asked, symbolically placing the almost untouched semi-finished product on the table.

Wen Jing took out her phone and checked the time. "It's... 11:13 now. Do you want to eat? I'm hungry."

"Walk."

So the two of them went to the cafeteria together.

There was no designated background board with Ogurume in the cafeteria, which made Wen Jing feel that the food was not so tasty. But when she thought about the smell of fried rice that was wafting around, it made sense that Ogurume was not there.

"Today is not a fried rice... I just saw the president, where is he?"

Wen Jing, who was burying her face in an oversized bowl and eating noodles, suddenly heard the voice of the Emperor of the East China Sea. She swallowed the noodles in her mouth in one gulp, "Emperor, the president has gone to buy drinks."

"Oh, but it's rare that Wenjing doesn't eat fried rice... and where did you get such a big bowl?"

The Emperor of the East China Sea sat opposite Wen Jing - according to the habit symbolized by Rudolph, he would definitely sit opposite Wen Jing, not to mention that at present only the person opposite Wen Jing could sit at this table.

Wen Jing hummed and slurped the noodles. "Because today is a good day to eat noodles, and I've been eating fried rice for the past few days. The bowls are specially provided by Sister Xiaoli..."

"I see. I'm surprised you don't think there's anything wrong with it. I heard that Wen Jing had a nightmare about being eaten by fried rice last time..."

The Emperor of the East Sea said, his eyes already locked on the Rudolph symbol who walked to the side of the table, "President!"

"Emperor, I didn't buy you a drink..."

Rudolf symbolically handed the bottle of drink in his hand to Wen Jing who stretched out a hand for it, "The iced Coke you wanted."

"Okay! I'll get another bowl."

After Wen Jing inhaled the noodles in the bowl like a storm, she ran to the dining area to get a refill, and then returned to her seat with another full bowl.

"This bowl...it seems outrageous no matter how I look at it..."

The words of the East China Sea Emperor were easily recognized by the Rudolph Symbol, and then, under the care of the Rudolph Symbol, he stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

After finishing a big bowl of noodles, Wen Jing went to get some snacks for a while after the meal, and also checked her phone while waiting for Rudolph Symbol and Emperor of the East China Sea to finish eating.

"Well, the Daily Crown has a pre-match analysis, and it's a live version."

Wen Jing clicked it. The volume in the headphones was not very loud, and she listened to the so-called professionals analyzing the situation.

Two minutes later, Wen Jing silently chose to exit and continued to watch related videos.

"Daily Crown Preview? The preview is just for fun, it's not worth listening to."

Rudolph, who was wearing Wen Jing's other earphone, twitched his lips, took a bite of his meal and continued his sharp review, "And that so-called professional... obviously doesn't know anything about the Umamusume game..."

"So what did that person say?"

The Emperor of the East Sea was somewhat puzzled—she had no idea what they had heard...

With the intensive training of Flying on the Grass and Condor, the crown is getting closer and closer every day.

The interviews during the draw two days before the race were pretty good, but Silent Suzuka's question about her running style once again sparked public opinion - "I will lead the race like I did in the Golden Shashi Sho..."

Topics on the Internet always pass quickly, but the popularity of this one surprisingly has not dropped. Wen Jing's comment on this has the highest number of likes, and it even raised the discussion of the Daily Crown, which had already reached a bottleneck, to a higher level - it is no longer as popular as the G2 game.

But Wen Jing didn't know about this, as she was sleeping soundly on the bed...

The next day, in the Rigil car heading to the competition venue.

"Wow... the discussion has really exploded..."

Wen Jing looked at the number of likes and replies on her phone and felt that it was a little unreal - her usual updates were not that outrageous at all.

"After all, the lineup for this game is indeed quite luxurious..."

Rudolf looked back from the passenger seat, "With Suzuka who is undefeated this year, Kusanagi who has just recovered and is preparing to make a comeback, and Kitty Hawk who is ready to fly to the world, it is normal for the discussion to be this heated now..."

Wen Jing agreed, and was then hugged and ravaged by Dashu Express and Maruzenski. Wen Jing tried to break free but failed, so she simply chose to enjoy herself...

After arriving at the stadium, Wen Jing chose to go to the stands first. She planned to watch from the front.

So Wen Jing, who had separated from Rigil's horse girls, stood alone in the middle of the stands. After the appearance circle ended, she leaned on the railing and played with her mobile phone waiting for the opening call.

The extremely familiar sounds of live broadcasts and commentary in her ears made Wen Jing complain in her heart again, "Why are you two here again?", and then she chose to listen to a few words from them who were obviously also discussing the Daily Crown.

"Yes, Ms. Akasaka, Silent Suzuka looks super good."

"Yes, but the Condor is not far behind, and it is obviously on the rise."

"But Cao Shangfei... looks like he has fully recovered..."

"Based on his gait just now, Cao Shangfei has indeed recovered very well. I just don't know if he can display his full strength."

"Yes, so Miss Hosoe also thinks this can't be called G2 at all, right?"

"..."

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【Thanks to Shi Yu-Hua for generating electricity with love】

【Thanks to the mouse for generating electricity with love】

【Thanks to "Captain of the Execution" for his love】

[Daily Crown, an outrageous race written as G2, pronounced as G1, and occasionally G0 (although the original meaning of being called this is not very good, but the horse lineup in some years is indeed comparable to some G1s, and many of the horses are indeed very powerful and famous horses). The 98 Suzuka "Eliminating the Eagle" is indeed well-known to everyone...]

[It is worth mentioning that Suzuka carried 59kg in this match, while Kusagami only needed 55kg and Condor only 57kg. Relatively speaking, Suzuka was at a disadvantage.]

[Also, the Condor's gold-last leg of 35.0s only closed the gap a little before the finish line, and this Suzuka's silver-last leg was 35.1s]

[I am not bragging about Suzuka, but this run of Suzuka is really amazing. The 4-year-old Suzuka is really strong]