Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

hum-

The familiar voice echoed in her ears, making Wen Jing a little confused.

The white light in the distance gave her an inexplicable sense of déjà vu - she had definitely experienced such a scene before.

So Wen Jing walked silently towards the light in the distance.

I don’t know how long it took, but although it was still dark, the sound suddenly became louder.

The chaotic cheers made Wen Jing a little confused, but the tinnitus was as loud as ever, which made Wen Jing quite annoyed.

The light ahead seemed to be leaving a tunnel, and she couldn't see what was outside at all. However, the familiar voices and cheers in her ears still let Wen Jing know that she was in the stands of the game.

"Another dream like that..."

Wen Jing sighed, feeling that she could guess what would happen next, and walked out of the light.

As the vision widened and the light entered her eyes, Wen Jing involuntarily raised her arms to block the sun. After lowering her arms, her perspective inexplicably drifted to the gate box...

Just like the camera perspective inside the gate box, Wen Jing looked at the horse girls inside the gate box who were ready to start the race with some confusion, and sighed silently.

"It's the familiar Tokyo stadium."

"I can't hear anything around me... This is so difficult."

As the gate box opened instantly, Wen Jing was instantly sucked onto a horse girl.

“You must be kidding…”

Although it was difficult to understand, she could indeed feel all the psychological activities of the horse girl.

'Even though it's tiring, please persevere.'

This was the only thing Wen Jing could use to encourage her, but the horse girl's acceleration as if she was risking her life still touched Wen Jing a little.

Wen Jing thought about herself and her teacher's teachings again -

"Hey, Wenjing, if you just sprint you won't run well. You need to be tactical."

"Wen Jing, although you do have great stamina, if you only know how to run wildly, you will suffer a great loss."

“So it’s normal that we lost this time… What kind of horse girl doesn’t consider her final sprint…”

Wen Jing smiled bitterly, "Just like Xiao Hai said, I still underestimated everyone..."

The sudden noise in her ears brought Wen Jing back to her senses instantly. The pressure from various areas behind her made Wen Jing nervous again - her soaring heart rate also made her completely immersed in the game without knowing when!

"If I enter the third bend and don't run away, my position at this time is..."

'In the outer fence at the back of the middle group!'

'The uphill slope of the third turn and my skills in the corners allowed me to get an absolutely good position before entering the final straight!'

"The next thing is..."

The sudden change of scene made Wen Jing a little surprised, but the familiar voice in her ears and the absolutely good position allowed Wen Jing to quickly adapt to herself running!

The footsteps behind her and the sudden silence around her made her heart tremble.

As if falling into the abyss

The heartbeat is getting louder

The omnipresent ringing sound echoes

The pain was like drowning, and Wen Jing was completely unable to muster any strength.

The road ahead seemed to disappear just like that...

"call--"

Wen Jing suddenly sat up from the bed, and Haidu, who was sitting next to her, was startled again.

"Wenjing, are you having a nightmare again?"

Wen Jing hummed, reached out to grab Hai Dushi's clothes, and then buried her face completely in Hai Dushi's arms.

Haidu gently patted Wenjing's back and said, "Okay, okay, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Wen Jing hummed, and the muffled sound made Haidu feel a little distressed. Then he felt that his clothes seemed to be wet.

"Hey~ there's a pony girl crying."

Haidu poked Wenjing's face, knelt silently on the bed, and hugged Wenjing tightly in his arms.

"Don't cry... It's just a loss in a game, it's okay."

Wen Jing hugged Haidu tightly, "But...it will still be..."

"Hmm... Actually, if I really have to say what Wen Jing did wrong this time, it's probably that she didn't tell me in advance that she was feeling unwell."

"Didn't Wenjing tell me before that she wouldn't cry?"

"Saying and doing are two different things, stupid Xiao Hai!"

"Wenjing is the idiot, right? If you're not willing to give up, you should just work harder next time, right?"

"Um……"

"Wen Jing didn't refute me. She is really an idiot."

"Stupid Xiao Hai..."

"Eh, so childish."

Wen Jing quietly pushed Haidu away, and then noticed the food on the bedside, "You really bought it for me..."

"Can that still be fake?"

Haidu knocked Wen Jing on the head with a knife, "I ran across most of the map!"

"Xiao Hai is the best..."

Wen Jing took the lunch box and picked up her cell phone as she spoke. She really wanted to see what people were talking about online.

So Wen Jing took the lead in opening Umali and started a self-search, and then saw comments like [I hope Wen Jing is okay] and [The second move is also great] in the comment section under the first video.

"The comments on Umatube should be normal. After all, no one would criticize on Umatube..."

Wen Jing said as she opened URA's unofficial forum. Wen Jing, who usually opened the popularity rankings, saw the words that almost broke her heart at first sight.

Haidu held her phone, and was somewhat shocked by the screenshots and comments sent by Shenying, "Wenjing, you should take a look... You have already read this forum."

"You cursed me so badly..."

Wen Jing's pupils trembled. Although she was a little heartbroken, Haidu was here, so she didn't show it and tried very hard to keep her expression normal.

"Wen Jing... after all, you should stop watching, right?"

Haidu said, but suddenly felt Wenjing poking him, "Wenjing?"

"Xiao Hai...can you go out for a while? Give me ten minutes."

Haidu was stunned for a moment, looked around the ward, put the fruit knife directly into his pocket, quietly left the ward and closed the door considerately.

"call……"

Wen Jing looked down at the various comments below. There were people who stood up for her, but they had no control over the direction of the comments.

"Public opinion..."

Wen Jing sighed, and the grievance that had finally dissipated in her heart surged up again.

She silently typed RTF into the search box, and the post at the top made Wen Jing even more unacceptable.

"I really don't understand why they would scold the trainer... Even Sister Hua was affected..."

Wen Jing sighed and continued to read the detailed comments, the anger in her heart gradually increasing.

After looking at several messages that made people want to start a confrontation, Wen Jing finally controlled her hands and threw the phone on her body.

"what--!"

Remembering that she couldn't get out of bed, Wen Jing chose the simplest and most plain way to vent her anger - yelling and waving her arms and legs at the air.

Frightened by the shout, Haidu silently opened the door, "Wenjing?"

"Yeah, Xiaohai, hug..."

Wen Jing chose to open her arms. Hai Du hummed and walked over to hug her. Then he heard Wen Jing's crying voice.

"What came flooding in was not only the shame of losing the game, but also the great malice..."