Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

"Monster? You mean the most popular curse? It's been going on for a long time..."

"Yeah, Sister Oguri is in the first year."

"Indeed, Oguri."

The symbol of speed shrugged and glanced at his phone, "It's past twelve now, RTF should be here, right?"

"Well, afternoon games usually come at noon..."

Wen Jing said, then shook her head, "I don't need to go and see it, it's nothing."

"Is that so... let's go to the top?"

Wen Jing nodded, stared at the Qingyun Tiankong doll on the counter, touched her chin, paid for it at the speed of light, and followed the symbol of speed to the stands.

"Why buy a doll? You might as well buy that keychain over there. It's more useful and easier to be discovered."

"Because the doll is comfortable to hold, and the most important thing is that the Q version of Xiaoqing is really cute."

Wen Jing said this, leaning on the railing and looking at the stadium below and the crowded stands.

“There are so many people…”

"After all, it's the Emperor's autumn viewing party, so it's normal for there to be a lot of people watching, right?"

"That's right, Xiaoqing should be fine."

"By the way, you were the second most popular person last year?"

"Yes, Suzuka is the most popular, with a broken bone."

"Hiss~ It's very weird."

"It's okay, Xiaoqing, it shouldn't matter. After all, Xiaote is the one who buys the fastest..."

"Haha, but Zhou is only the fourth most popular."

"Who told her to get 7 last time..."

"Haha, you two are pretty much the same, right?"

"Damn it, didn't my aunt also have a 21-move defeat?"

"Eh? How can you expose someone's secrets so directly..."

"Isn't it the same with Auntie?"

"Okay, okay..."

"The show has begun..."

Wen Jing shrugged, looked at the horse girls who were coming up one by one, listened to the commentary and analysis of the actual situation, and stroked his chin.

"Next up is the fourth most popular! Special Week!"

"There is still a lot of support. I have to say she is very popular."

"yes……"

He shook his head, and after the third most popular character, Mejiro Mitsukoshi, and the second most popular character, Tsurumaru Tsuyoshi, Qingyun Tiankong appeared.

Although he was the most popular, the cheers were not as loud as expected.

Wen Jing scratched her hair, and after the horse girls returned to the underground passage to the starting position, she shifted her gaze to the big screen in the distance.

"After that Sunday of silence and symbolism."

“This fall, we are celebrating the Emperor’s Award again!”

"Spica sent Special Zhou to compete, and RTF chose Qingyun Tiankong..."

"The last special week match was a seven-move defeat, and the popularity has also declined. Qingyun Tiankong previously chose the Sapporo Memorial in August. It is said that this is to prevent the difficulty of entering the gate from causing a ban and affecting the Emperor's Award."

"Yes, the gate has begun..."

In front of the gate box, Qingyun Tiankong was extremely distressed. He felt the gate box and took two steps forward, then quickly retreated...

"I really don't want to go in, it's so narrow..."

"Please go in quickly!"

Soon, Qingyun Tiankong's performance surprised everyone - the staff trotted it to the gate and it stopped straight at the door.

"Wow...same as Wenjing."

The symbol of speed smiled and poked Wen Jing, but was pushed back by Wen Jing.

"No, I'm much better than her."

Next door, Akasaka Live was also helpless, "The staff put a mask on... but it looks like the effect is not good..."

Wen Jing sighed, and looked at Qingyun Tiankong helplessly as he threw away the hood. Then he glanced resentfully at the staff behind him, and was pushed into the gate with his eyes closed.

"Ah... Qingyun Sky is finally open."

"The last person to enter the gate was Tsurumaru Tsuyoshi."

"After witnessing the miracle of the Kyoto Daisaiden, nothing will be surprising!"

"Is it the pride of the G1 horsegirls? Or is it a powerful blow from a new emerging force?"

"The glory of the shield is at stake! The Autumn Emperor's Award!"

"start!"

The situation at the moment of exiting the gate made Wen Jing gasp - although the overall exit was good, the position of Qingyun Tiankong was indeed far from enough.

"I can't get the release."

The symbol of speed shrugged and showed Wen Jing his phone, which was showing Tianqiu’s official live broadcast. The winner vote in the lower right corner showed that the symbol of speed had chosen Qingyun Tiankong.

"Well, the situation is not very good. Xiaoqing's last kick is not very strong."

The sound of live broadcasts continued to come in. Wen Jing watched the game seriously. In her opinion, the pace of this game was already fast - "I estimated that the 58-meter race was seconds."

Wen Jing squinted her eyes. The constant live broadcast in her ears made her feel a little annoyed. The position of Qingyun Sky was relatively bad.

"The Holy King's Halo is in the fifth position!"

"From now on, it will be the golden journey of Fan 6."

"Stay back a little, Qingyun Tiankong is here!"

The long straight line ahead soon ended, and after turning into the third bend, there was the big beech tree. Wen Jing felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

"We passed the Okeyaki! The horse girls are running over here in a long line!"

“We are about to enter the fourth turn!”

"Qingyun Tiankong is still in the middle and rear position!"

"Enter the final straight!"

"The one rushing up from the innermost side is the Holy King's Halo!"

"What's coming up outside is a golden journey!"

"But outside! Te Zi Zhou rushed up!"

"Special Week from the outside!"

"The last two hundred meters!"

"Nebula Sky! Special Week!"

"Special Week! Special Week Ahead!"

"Special Week Leads the Way! Golden Journey Follows!"

"Qingyun Tiankong is currently ranked fifth!"

"Finally, the special week is leading! First place!"

"It's the Spring and Autumn Shield Championship!"

"And to the Spica team——the Autumn Emperor Award is one year late!"

"The time is 1 minute and 58 seconds! The second fastest result in the history of this race!"

Wen Jing on the stage quickly slipped away after seeing the finish line, and trotted towards the RTF members who had already discovered her, while paying attention to the order displayed on the notice board.

"Five moves, it's on the board, not bad."

Wen Jing muttered to herself, and with the advantage of being thin but strong, she quickly squeezed to the position she wanted and waved at the blue sky.

"Wen Jing?"

"Nice run."

Wen Jing patted Qing Yun Tian Kong who ran over, then touched her face, her eyes fixed on her legs, "Are you okay?"

"I don't have anything to do..."

"Really not?"

"Wen Jing is so annoying..."

Wen Jing shrugged, "I'll treat you to a meal next time. This time, you should think more about how to explain the gate issue to Yaxian when you get back."

"Ah... this is terrible..."

Qingyun Tiankong had a sad face, Wen Jing smiled, "Xiaoqing, I'm going home first, bye..."

Wen Jing spent some time squeezing next to the speed symbol. The two did not listen to the interview on the spot, but went straight back to the car. Wen Jing turned on her phone to watch the live broadcast, "The monster in the mansion..."

"Well, this kind of superstition will disappear sooner or later."

"Indeed, it's just an excuse after failure after all."

Wen Jing lowered her head and said, "Aunt Speed, I want to participate in this year's Japan Cup."