Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

"Wenjing? Wenjing! Let's go!"

The Sirius symbol stood in front of the tent and shouted, Wen Jing was still trying to drag the tire.

The training was interrupted. Wen Jing ran to wash her face, followed Sirius Symbol into the car, and drove along the shaky mountain road.

It was already past two o'clock when the two arrived at the stadium - the debut lap was about to begin.

It was drizzling at the Kyoto stadium.

The Sirius symbol took Wen Jing for a stroll in the stadium hall at the right time, and squeezed to the front position when the appearance circle began.

"McQueen is the fourth most popular?"

The Sirius symbol poked Wen Jing and noticed that Wen Jing nodded.

“Because she only took second place in the Kyoto Shimbun Cup, and her condition in the first half of the year was not very good. She was always trying to run the conditional race.”

Wen Jing said, reaching out to catch the raindrops, "The first most popular person is Ryan, and the second most popular person is Bai Shi, but unfortunately today is the important venue."

The Sirius symbol seemed to be thinking, "Why do I feel that among McQueen's opponents, only Ryan is stronger? McQueen is a good heavy field player."

"Well, after all, she is Mejiro, and that is Mejiro Iron Hoof. The Wind God who won the derby at the same time as her is injured and retired, and the White Great Success who won the Gaoyue Award is also recuperating due to illness..."

"How did you know? Oh, yes, you are also in the Runaway Sisters."

Sirius symbolically grasped the railing, "Come to think of it, you rarely participate in club activities."

"Because I'm at home all the time... I can't even go to school. Doctor Takami is too strict."

Wen Jing rolled her eyes and glanced at the twelve popular Deva Symbols who had just appeared, a little uncertain, "I have no impression of this girl with the last name Symbol."

"Well, I'm not familiar with those from the outer circle, and I haven't met them many times."

"That's it."

Wen Jing hung herself on the railing, and the speed of the appearance circle was indeed very fast. After the final big move of Mejiro Ryan came on stage, the gate box had been pulled up at the starting point far away on the other side of the stands.

After the extremely fast gate entry, the audience burst into cheers.

"The game begins!"

The live shouting allowed Wen Jing to quickly analyze the overall situation.

"McQueen is in the lead, and Ryan's big outside really made her stay behind for a while."

Wen Jing said, and heard the Sirius symbol beside her agree, "Indeed, Ryan is in the middle, but the decisive strategic point of the Chrysanthemum Award is still at the third bend... If you can't run in the front position at the third bend, you can't win the Chrysanthemum Award."

"Eh? These are rumors from a long time ago... Qianming, the representative, won."

"That's a special case. After all, it's rare for a girl to win after chasing after a horse, right?"

The Sirius symbol said, but his eyes never left the arena.

Wen Jing stared at Mejiro McQueen's position, automatically blocking out the live commentary in her ears, "It took about two minutes and four seconds to complete the two thousand meters, and the pace slowed down a lot in the middle..."

"After all, it's a long distance, so we have to save our strength. Wen Jing, what do you think is McQueen's chance of winning now?"

"Look at McQueen's position after the fourth turn. She's very aggressive in the turns and has started to move forward gradually. Her chance of winning is now around 70% to 80%."

"Is that so? Where's Ryan?"

"How should I put it? The position is a bit awkward. If I want to move forward, I have to pull to the outside."

"Wen Jing is as perceptive as ever about the competition situation."

"Well, we've passed the highest point in the third turn and started to go downhill. McQueen is now in second place, which is acceptable."

"But isn't she a little too hasty to speed up so early?"

The Sirius symbol did not receive a quiet answer, nor did it ask any more questions.

"Passed Turn 4! About to enter the final straight!"

"Mejiro McQueen is in second place!"

"The one on the outside is Mejiro Raiun!"

"We've entered the final straight line! The final battle of the Chrysanthemum Appreciation!"

"Mejiro McQueen first!"

"Mejiro McQueen takes the lead in the attack!"

"Mejiro Ryan is coming from the outside!"

"The one on the inside is Shiraishi!"

"Could it be Mejiro Raiin?!"

"Or maybe it's Shiraishi?!"

"Mejiro McQueen is still in the lead!"

"The victory of the three horse girls!"

"Mejiro McQueen! Shiraishi couldn't catch up!"

"The powerful Mejiro Iron Hoof!"

"Mejiro McQueen crossed the finish line in one move!"

Ignoring the live sound again, Wen Jing poked the Sirius symbol, "Shall we go?"

The Sirius symbol nodded, protecting Wen Jing and pushing towards the exit, "Don't you want to go talk to Spica?"

"No, I am now a rival to them."

"Ah, the Japan Cup, right?"

"Well, let's wait until the Japan Cup is over."

Wen Jing said this, glancing at the notice board from a distance in the passage.

"Wen Jing? Do you want to watch the winner's stage?"

"No, go back."

The Sirius symbol shrugged and glanced at the time, "Let's go then..."

It was already midnight when they returned to the training ground. Wen Jing, who had fallen asleep halfway, was carried by Sirius and put into the tent.

The next morning, Wen Jing got up early for training as usual, while the Sirius symbol sat on a chair playing with his phone, but his eyes would glance at Wen Jing from time to time.

Wen Jing's training volume did not decrease, but increased slightly - after all, the whole horse girl became stronger during the special week, which made Wen Jing a little uneasy, even though such training would only make her more tired.

Just as the symbol of Sirius said, the "self-abuse" training made Wen Jing gradually silent again. The two people would hardly communicate more than ten sentences a day, and the length of each sentence of Wen Jing was not even more than ten words.

The symbol of Sirius felt like she was about to become autistic. Wen Jing devoted herself to training, which made her nervous every day, fearing that Wen Jing would make a mistake and get hurt.

Fortunately, Wen Jing was still able to eat as much as ever, or rather, she was able to eat even more, which made Sirius breathe a sigh of relief - it meant that Wen Jing was not feeling unwell at all, and at least her physical condition was still very good.

A few days passed in a flash, and Wenjing had lost her former liveliness. However, the results of the special training were still obvious. Wenjing's strength and endurance had improved visibly.

"Anyway, as agreed, Wenjing, your special training time is over. We will go home tomorrow and have a physical examination in the afternoon. The day after tomorrow, we will draw the gate number after getting permission from Dr. Gao Jian. The day after tomorrow, we will train at home, and then we will compete."

During dinner, Sirius symbolized, and seeing Wen Jing nod across from him, he added, "If Doctor Gao Jian feels that you are not in good condition, then we will cancel the competition."

Wen Jing continued to nod to indicate that it was okay, and took out her phone to show the Sirius symbol, "I told Yaxian that she will be there on the day of the draw."

The Sirius symbol hummed, and when Wen Jing put down the empty bowl and returned to the tent, he quickly finished his own meal, cleaned up and went to wash.

Wen Jing poked her head out of the tent and took a look, then zipped up the tent, took down the paper she was hanging, folded it and stuffed it into her bag.