Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

The next morning, Wen Jing got up from the bed yawning. Although she looked not fully awake, she ran to the bathroom to wash up, then quickly changed into her short-sleeved shirt, long pants and sneakers and went out - after all, she didn't bring her training clothes.

As for morning jogging, Wen Jing felt that she was quite enthusiastic about it - unless she had completely lost the desire to train, she would get up no matter how sleepy she was.

"Today's route... never mind, let's just run wherever it takes us."

Wen Jing thought about it and glanced at the road sign on the right. There was an expressway on the right, so she chose to go straight. After all, it was safer with the special lane for Ma Niang.

An hour later, Wen Jing bought breakfast on the way and walked towards home. "Today is the 1st, and the Japan Cup is at the end of the month... If I train normally and nothing unexpected happens, I will definitely be fine. Work hard!"

Wen Jing took out her phone and looked at the screenshot of the ticket purchase sent by Wangzu. "Tomorrow at 12 o'clock, Narita International Airport, so I will relax for a day, and the training the day after tomorrow will gradually increase in intensity. After all, Xiaote and Wangzu are working hard."

"I can't fall too far behind."

Wen Jing muttered, raised her hand holding the plastic bag, and immediately shrank her neck, muttering to herself, "Of course I have to eat first..."

She couldn't go to school - she was asked to take a voluntary leave again, and it was Grandma Basolon who personally called Chairman Akikawa Yasuke.

Wen Jing went into her room, picked up her water cup and rushed to the training ground behind the house.

Training alone is always boring no matter how much you run, but Wen Jing didn't think much about it - she couldn't find anyone to train with her, and the Sirius Symbol, who was recently forced to be busy with the general affairs president's duties, would not return from school until tomorrow.

Wen Jing, who was running slowly on the inner side, noticed the person standing on the outer side, waved, and continued jogging.

You still need to persist in stride training - large strides are a huge challenge for Wenjing.

No one disturbed me during the whole morning training, and no one would disturb me at all, which meant that most people in the house were busy with their own things...

Wen Jing was lying on the grass, next to a railing that she had kicked to pieces but had not yet repaired. She squinted her eyes, feeling the sun, and then shivered in a gust of cold wind.

She stood up with a somersault, the hem of her sweatpants already rolled up to her calves, "One more round!"

Another half hour later, Wen Jing sat by the railing again, took a sip of water, and took out her mobile phone to check the message. Her act of hiding the registration had obviously not been hidden from her family - Mogami, who was far away in the United States, had already sent her a message, and it seemed that the speed symbol would come to her for a love talk soon.

Wen Jing replied to Mogami with the answer she had prepared, and then began to respond to some topics about herself in RTF and the school group chat.

After the matter was basically settled, Wen Jing ran to the kitchen, and after finding out what lunch was, she sat at the dining table and waited...

"I'll probably be interviewed after dinner... I'll definitely be criticized if I sign up for the Japan Cup myself."

Wen Jing ate her meal and continued to watch videos, most of which were discussions about Wangzu's participation in the Japan Cup.

“Not at all nutritious and not professional at all.”

Wen Jing curled her lips and swiped down to skip the video, followed by an even more unprofessional commentary...

"Damn it, why are all these outrageous things?"

Wen Jing silently took a big mouthful of rice, and then she heard a voice that was very familiar to her - the voice of Akasaka Live.

"The resurrection match for Silent Suzuka has been confirmed..."

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, and after thinking carefully, she suddenly remembered that this was indeed the case.

I quickly closed Umatube, opened LINE and found Silent Suzuka. Then I found that Silent Suzuka’s message had been sent before the Emperor’s autumn viewing…

Wen Jing took a deep breath. She had completely forgotten when she saw the message, but since she had read it but not replied, she was obviously the one in the wrong.

"Ah... You didn't reply to my message... What on earth am I doing..."

【Congratulations on the resurrection battle being confirmed! 】

【Quiet symbolizes ultra-low voice.gif】

Since it was break time, the two messages that were read almost instantly made Wen Jing feel suffocated - and she felt even more guilty.

'Why does it have to be this "read"? ! '

【Carrot Suzuka: Thank you, will Wen Jing come to see it? Wen Jing symbolizes the sofa and peeking out.gif】

Wen Jing, who was screaming in her heart, was a little tired. She looked at Wusheng Suzuka's message and silently replied that she would check it out. She couldn't understand why they had so many emojis of her own...

Things were not as Wen Jing expected. She was not called in for a talk at all. After an afternoon of training with no one paying attention to her, Wen Jing yawned silently and looked at the gradually darkening sky and the lights in the backyard that had been turned on.

"They are all silently cheering me on..."

Wen Jing muttered to herself as she picked up the stopwatch and silently cleared the number showing 2 minutes 27 seconds 3. She pressed the start button and rushed out again, leaving the stopwatch behind...

Wen Jing picked up the stopwatch from the ground again and pressed the pause button to slow down slowly. "2 minutes 23 seconds, the best result today. I will continue to work hard tomorrow... the day after tomorrow."

Wen Jing shrugged, picked up the cup of water and walked back. After entering the house, the lights in the backyard were turned off. It was obvious that someone was staring at her.

Wen Jing shook her legs. She felt great today and didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Wen Jing, who had just entered the room and changed into her pajamas, heard her cell phone ringing. Subconsciously, Wen Jing from Haidu City rushed to the phone, but saw a call marked as a courier by dozens of people.

“I didn’t buy anything…”

Wen Jing, who was somewhat confused, answered the phone and got a clue from the doorman that the thing was left at the gate, so she walked out.

Wen Jing returned to the room after getting the things. She looked at the simply packaged box and was curious about what it was. She had no impression of the katakana written by the sender, so she directly ruled out that it was a gift from the Mickey Mouses in her live broadcast room.

The recipient's clear name, address and mobile phone number made Wen Jing sure that this was hers, so she began to try to spell out the word using katakana.

After a brief attempt, Wen Jing simply gave up and chose to open the box.

Inside was a letter and a box with a large Q-version portrait of Wen Jing printed on it. Wen Jing opened the box speechlessly. Inside was a handmade bracelet and an amulet, as well as several photos and portraits of Wen Jing crossing the finish line.

"Wow, that's great..."

Wen Jing blinked and turned to look at the envelope. The pink cover and letter paper clearly showed that it was a letter from a girl. The extremely neat but obviously trembling handwriting also showed the excitement of the girl when she first started writing the letter.

"It can be a love letter... Why use such sweet words? There's a signature here, Xingmu."

Wen Jing felt her face getting a little hot. She shook her head, picked up her phone, took a few photos, put the letter back into the envelope and stuffed it into a box with some space left.

After blurring the letter, I shared the photo on my Umali and Umatter. Then, I suddenly had an idea and sent a message to Yaxian Symbol.

[Yaxian! I should have a lot of fan mail, right? If Sister Sirius comes back tomorrow, you can ask her to bring some with her. I want to read it.]