Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

Time passed quickly, Wen Jing picked up her suitcase in the airport lobby and lowered her head to turn off the airplane mode on her phone.

Haidu City and Wangzu were unable to accompany Wenjing due to course reasons, but Wenjing had her own unique way - and this was where the benefits of having many dolls came into play.

Wen Jing yawned, glanced at the date on her phone, and quickly typed a reply to the horse girls who were still staying up late in Japan to ask about her progress.

"It's still delayed for more than half a month. I have to speed up to get familiar with the grass. But I think it's not much different from France."

Wen Jing muttered, pulling her suitcase and taking some time to get into the hotel she had booked.

Wen Jing shook her ears and casually made a voice call to Haidu City...

A few hours of phone calls made Wen Jing feel much happier, so she skipped out of the hotel.

The hotel is in a great location, very close to the competition venue and the Royal Horse Racing Academy of Great Britain. And according to Wen Jing's understanding, horse girls from other schools are also allowed to practice here.

After registering at the school gate, Wen Jing successfully entered the college. She spent some time finding the playground through the school map posted at the school gate, and then walked over.

Since it was afternoon, there were still quite a lot of girls on the playground. Wen Jing crawled over the railings and with her sharp eyes, she easily found the place where a bunch of mobile phones were placed.

Wen Jing put her cell phone and water cup on the side, then went onto the track and carried out her familiar grass routine.

The feeling of running on grass is similar to that of France, and it is really soft, but Wen Jing thinks it is still okay - after all, its adaptability to heavy fields is also pretty good.

Speeding up to overtake the jogging team ahead of her, Wen Jing lowered her body and got into her sprinting stance, the style and color of her training uniform causing the horse girls behind her to talk about it.

"The red training suit, is that a Japanese horse girl?"

"But the clothes on her upper body are obviously French training clothes..."

"Hmm...Although it's small, it's very powerful."

"..."

Wen Jing didn't care about the voices of the people around her at all. She got off the runner after running a lap, sat on the grass beside the railing, and chatted with Haidu on her cell phone.

"Hello, my name is Hula Angel, are you alone?"

The soft voice disrupted Wen Jing's chat. She looked up at the brown-haired horse girl who reminded her of Haru Ulala. "Hello, Wen Jing, I'm fine..."

"Wen Jing, do you still want to train? We can join you."

Wen Jing shrugged and pulled her ears, "Alright, I've been slacking off for a long time..."

Putting the phone next to the water cup, Wen Jing followed the horse girl to the other side.

There were two horse girls standing in front of the railing over there, glancing at Wen Jing from time to time, "Hula really did call that horse girl over."

"I thought she would be very cold. After all, her expression was quite serious before, and her strength is definitely stronger than ours."

"That's true, but after all..."

"Cringe! Hilka!"

The Hula Angel quickly ran over and pulled out her stopwatch from her pocket, which still showed the time it took her to run a full lap last time - about 2 seconds slower than when she ran in France.

Wen Jing yawned out of habit, and seeing that the Hula Angel had already stood next to the two horse girls, she hurriedly chased after them, "Hello, my name is Wen Jing Symbol."

"Hello, cringe."

"Hello, just call me Hilka."

Wen Jing nodded, put the stopwatch in his hand into his trouser pocket, and asked casually, "Don't you have a trainer?"

"Yes, but the intensive training has ended, so we can get together."

Hula Angel explained, looking at Wen Jing's face, "Are you the symbol of Wen Jing in Japan?"

"Well, you know me?"

"It's actually him. To be honest, I still can't believe it..."

Hilka patted Flinching and said, "Flinching and Hula are both your fans. We have all watched your competition in Japan. You are really amazing. By the way, please write us an autograph after the training."

"Thank you... You should also cheer for the 1,000 guineas..."

Wen Jing patted her face and saw the three Hula Angels walking towards the starting point of the 1600-meter straight line, so she followed them...

The effect of the training over the past few days is still good. At least Wenjing has reduced her time back to the standard time, and the soft surface also makes Wenjing run more comfortably, although it makes her more tired than in Japan.

Wen Jing also became familiar with these horse girls, especially Hula Angel - she looks exactly like Chun Ulala, but runs completely differently from Chun Ulala.

Her cowardly personality is completely contrary to her name. Although she looks timid, she is actually the craziest horse girl among the four of them...

"Thank you for waiting for me..."

"It's okay, after all, there's still a lot of room in the car."

Hilka shrugged and looked at Wen Jing who was still wearing her training clothes. "You went to change into your winning clothes..."

"Well, I'm used to it."

Wen Jing still felt a little embarrassed. After all, the hotel where she stayed was only ten minutes away from the competition venue.

After arriving at the venue, Wen Jing separated from the others and spent some time in the preparation room putting on her winning suit. She then sat on a chair and looked at the messages sent by Yaxian Yuzhi, Haidu and others that seemed to indicate a sure win. She inexplicably felt that she was full of flags.

The introduction on the debut circle was not very long, but she did attract a lot of attention as the most popular person.

Wen Jing touched her chin as she stepped off the stage and headed to the starting point of the competition through the underground passage.

While waiting, she cheered up the three horse girls she was familiar with, and then began to give herself psychological hints to prepare for the gate. She really didn't want to leave everyone with the impression that it was difficult to enter the gate in her first overseas competition.

Wen Jing pulled her ears, lowered her head and stood silently at the door of the gate, then stopped. She still didn't want to go in.

The staff member glanced at Wen Jing, as if realizing something, and walked towards Wen Jing.

Half a minute later, Wen Jing felt the staff holding her shoulders, and she leaned back skillfully to resist the force that was trying to push her forward.

Two minutes later, Wen Jing, who was mentally prepared, finally entered the gate box after being coaxed and deceived by the staff, and then she heard the sound of the gate closing behind her.

Wen Jing patted her face, trying to calm herself down.

The gate box was as dim as ever. Wen Jing squinted her eyes and stared at the bottom edge of the gate. Her racing heartbeat made her feel more and more eager to escape from the gate box. The excitement in her body made her want to crash out directly!

'One thousand guineas, 1600 metres, good course, long straight...'

Wen Jing muttered to herself, and her ears had stood up without her knowing when. Her heart rate was off the charts, and her face flushed. She licked her lips, "It's about to start..."

Bang-!

The familiar voice and the suddenly brightened gate box made Wen Jing start immediately, and the roar of the engine instantly resounded throughout the stadium!