Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

The next morning, Wen Jing was still in a daze as she finished washing up. The competition started at three o'clock in the afternoon, which made Wen Jing a little unhappy, as she could actually sleep in.

"So my sister has been sulking here all this time?"

Yaxian looked at the tiny horse girl on the bed with a complicated expression and poked Haidu's arm.

Kaito hummed, "It looks pretty cute this way."

"How can it be cute... She's just trying to find something for us to do. Ever since Sister Xiao Hai came here, Sister has always been childish like this."

Yaxian symbolically left the room silently - she was going to look after the other horse girls from RTF, as they said they wanted to go shopping together.

Haidu came closer to Wenjing.

"Still unhappy?"

"No, I was just thinking about the game."

Wen Jing looked up at Haidu and took out her phone again, "I'm the most popular person."

"That's normal. You're the only G1 horse girl here, so everyone will think you'll win."

Haidu touched Wenjing's head and said, "Besides, doesn't the video Wenjing posted prove that you train super hard?"

"Ah."

"Fear?"

"Kind of."

Haidu hugged Wen Jing, "It's normal, not to mention that someone who symbolizes the family will be here this time."

Wen Jing nodded, then shook her head, "I shouldn't be scared. I should be nervous."

"Nervous winner, didn't dance well on stage?"

Haidu poked Wen Jing's face and successfully got a roll of the eyes.

Wen Jing moved away speechlessly, "Xiao Hai, when we get to the competition venue, don't let them into my preparation room. I want to be alone for a while."

Haidu tilted his head to indicate that it was okay, then patted Wenjing on the back and silently accompanied Wenjing in a daze.

The bell rang at half past twelve on time. Haidu, who had closed his eyes at some point, suddenly opened them and found that Wen Jing had changed into her winning suit and was sitting next to him, still curled up in a small ball - her arms around her legs, her chin on her knees.

"Wen Jing?"

"Well, it's time to go."

Her eyes quickly focused on Haidu City, and her coldness and fighting spirit made her shiver.

After accepting Wen Jing's invitation to hold hands, which was a must when going out, they walked to the Zhongjing stadium together - they didn't need tickets.

"A symbol of quietness?"

"Senior Wen Jing!"

Four different but familiar voices and two ways of calling made Wen Jing look back. They were the members of Canopus - the newly joined Ikuno Didus was also going to participate in this competition.

"Nanban trainer, poetic drama, Didus, quality."

Wen Jing and Hai Du waved together.

"Let's go to the preparation room first."

Seeing that Wen Jing had no desire to chat, Haidu said something to Nanban and hurriedly pulled Wen Jing towards the underground passage, where they happened to meet the First Ruby and the Datuo Sun God who was running towards them at high speed.

"Wenjing symbolizes seniority?"

"Miss Ruby?"

Wen Jing blinked her eyes, she really didn't expect the First Ruby to be here. Then she saw the Datuo Sun God, and she understood - it has been a long time since the Datuo Sun God and the First Ruby, two people who have nothing in common, came together.

"Senior Wen Jing, please stop mocking me..."

"Ruby came with the Taito Sun God?"

"Well, because she keeps inviting me."

The First Ruby nodded, "I have no reason to refuse."

Wen Jing thought for a moment, "Then I'll go to the preparation room first."

After Wen Jing closed the door, Haidu suddenly realized that he was also locked outside. He shook his ears helplessly, glanced at the closed door, and took out his cell phone.

A few minutes later, Wen Jing, who was curled up on a stool in the preparation room, listened to the vibration of her mobile phone on the table. She looked up at the content and continued to prepare herself mentally - she was quite skilled.

The appearance circle began soon. Wen Jing walked to the stage at the urging of the staff. The person who came down was the eighth most popular contestant, Ikuno Didus.

"Come on, Didus."

Wen Jing looked at Ma Niang who was standing in front of her and encouraged her.

"Senior Wen Jing, I will."

After saying "Come on" to Datuo Sun Goddess who also came down, Wen Jing watched them leave and waited silently for her turn to go on stage.

The familiar loud cheers made Wen Jing narrow her eyes, and her sight instantly fixed on the three horse girls at the front of the audience - Basolon, the symbol of speed, and Mogami.

Wen Jing licked her lips, made a heart shape with her hands to the audience, and then left.

There are no RTF members at the end of the passage leading to the track, and RTF never takes the initiative to come to the passage to give the final encouragement - it is enough at ordinary times.

The cheers once again filled Wen Jing's ears. Although the sound was not loud to her, she could still feel the enthusiasm of the audience.

"Wow~ Wenjing is really popular!"

"You should call me senior, the Sun God."

"Yes, yes, yes... General Affairs Committee member..."

Datuo Sun God's face fell, but he soon became excited again - he was about to enter the gate.

Wen Jing closed her eyes and took a deep breath. In a competition with her, she would have to be the first to enter the gate, otherwise it would take too long.

Be prepared to fail, be pushed by the staff, and resist, but resist to no avail.

Standing in the gate box with her ears folded, the horse girl looked very tired, but Wen Jing felt as if her whole body was clamoring to run away!

Wen Jing closed her eyes and took deep breaths to calm her heart rate which was almost off the charts, and she unconsciously kicked the grass under her feet.

'Zhongjing, left turn, 1700 meters, not a long distance, the outermost gate, chase or flee...'

Wen Jing stopped her wandering thoughts and concentrated on getting into a running position, but her excited body made her distracted again.

bang——

The familiar voice left Wen Jing stunned for a while before she reacted and exited the gate.

"The symbol of gentleness is a little late!"

Wen Jing glanced at the current situation and moved directly to the inside - without affecting the surrounding horse girls at all.

Wen Jing, who was following silently at the back, noticed that Datuo Sun God was moving forward in fourth position, and Ikuno Didus was following behind Datuo Sun God.

It took some time to get familiar with the rhythm of the race, and the pace was relatively even, at least Wen Jing thought it was okay.

Wenjing was not very familiar with the horse girl who was leading the group, so she withdrew her gaze and continued to follow them forward into the straight line in front of them. After another turn, she arrived at the straight line on the 2F of Zhongjing.

"My strength is OK, my rhythm is OK, and I'm almost at the corner."

Wen Jing thought about it, slowly moved outward, and then started to accelerate forward.

"Nine hundred meters in 52 seconds, not a very fast pace!"

"The symbol of gentleness is starting to move forward to grab a seat!"

“Enter the third turn!”

“The horse racing girls are starting to move!”

As soon as she stepped into the bend, Wen Jing quickly began to rush forward, occasionally dodging the horse girl next to her who was slowly falling behind because she could not keep up - she had already moved from the outside to the front position of the center group.

The girls beside her were all persisting, and Wen Jing kept her own pace and moved forward slowly.

'The fourth turn is over!'

"Entering the final straight line!"

"The first to act is the Great Sun God!"

"Behind! The one trying to catch up is Pretty Hat!"

"But the one rushing up from the big outside is the symbol of gentleness!"

Wen Jing looked at the three remaining horse girls in front of her, the Pretty Hat that had followed her and taken the lead in attacking, the attacking Iron Maiden Ikuno Didus, and the Great Taku Sun God that was running in the front...

Feeling that she still had plenty of physical strength, Wen Jing's red eyes flashed red again.

“So…”

A roar came from the stadium. As Wen Jing's body pressed down slightly, her running posture became more and more wild, and Wen Jing quickly turned into a purple flash.

"You are the challengers..."

"The game ends here!"

Wen Jing's voice easily reached the ears of the horse girls. The shocking feeling of oppression and the sound of air waves made them completely lose the desire to chase!

"The symbol of gentleness! The speed increase is totally from another dimension!"

"Da Tuo Sun God is leading!"

"But the symbols of gentleness and quietness go hand in hand!"

"Quietness symbolizes success in escaping pursuit!"

"The symbol of gentleness! Three-position victory!"

Wen Jing slowed down and stopped in front of the stage, turned her head to look at the bulletin board where the rankings had begun to appear, and then raised her index finger towards the stands - the first win of the year.

Listening to the overwhelming "Symboli" in the audience, Wen Jing smiled, silently put her middle finger and index finger together, placed them to her temple, and then pointed them towards the sky.

"Shizuka!!!"

After someone shouted “Wenjing”, the people in the stands started shouting “Shizuka”…