Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

The training soon reached Wenjing's own normal level - Yaxian's symbolic observation period was over, not to mention that Wenjing always looked like she hadn't run enough.

The familiar training intensity successfully squeezed out the last bit of strength in her body. After the training, Wen Jing lay on the table to rest.

"It's not supposed to rise to this level of strength so quickly, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, just take a rest..."

Wen Jing waved her hand, "Didn't we complete today's training perfectly?"

"But it's really heartbreaking to see my sister like this."

Yaxian sat next to Wenjing, "If Sister Xiaohai knew, she would definitely come."

Wen Jing blinked, "Then please don't tell her~"

His voice was still a little weak, but it was much better than after he had just finished running.

"Okay, okay~"

Yaxian sighed symbolically and pushed the laptop in front of Wenjing. "Next, there is an interview scheduled by reporter Otome Fumiko in three days, and then I found the email from URA two days ago."

Wen Jing shook her head and sat up straight, focusing her eyes on the computer. "This is an electronic invitation from the Dream Cup, so there must be a letter from URA..."

"Well, so what does sister think?"

Wen Jing lowered her head and said, "Let me think about it."

Yaxian nodded as a symbol of OK and took out the URA's iconic envelope from a box full of letters.

Half an hour later, Wen Jing returned to the dormitory with the letter, and Rudolf had not returned yet - although it was already 9 o'clock.

After checking LINE, she saw that Rudolph had indeed sent her a message saying that he would not be back tonight.

Wen Jing spent a few minutes rummaging through her own notebook from her cabinet. She looked at the ugly katakana on the cover and laughed out loud.

There was no space left on the first page to add more sentences, so Wen Jing simply turned to the back of the first page - she had always used only one side of her notebooks before, and Haidu had even criticized her for that.

Wen Jing blinked, thinking of Haidu a little, but when she reached for her phone, she touched the letter.

"never mind……"

Wen Jing pulled out a pen.

[Then... the Arc de Triomphe! -- After the Irish St. Leger, Arc de Triomphe, and Grass Court Championships]

Wen Jing nodded with satisfaction at the elementary school student handwriting she had deliberately written. She looked at the thick notebook and said, "Next time I'll take you with me."

Wen Jing turned to the last page with traces, looked at what she had written before, and suddenly didn't know what to write.

After thinking for half a minute, Wen Jing decided to write a little about what happened to her this year.

More than ten minutes later, Wen Jing looked at her handwriting and said, "It's really ugly..."

Wen Jing closed the notebook and placed it in a conspicuous place. Then she lay down on the bed and picked up her mobile phone which was getting a little hot due to charging. Many people sent her messages.

After replying one by one, Wen Jing, feeling still energetic, opened Umatube and watched some videos.

"The result is that I feel more energetic..."

Wen Jing got up from the bed speechlessly. The time displayed on her cell phone was 1:30 in the morning.

"Xiao Hai should be around 5:30 in the afternoon."

Wen Jing kept mumbling to herself, but ultimately failed to make the voice call.

He took out his graphics tablet and opened the file of the dagger he designed. "Then let's finish this tonight."

The next day, I was woken up by Rudolph's return at 7:30 in the morning, and found that I finally fell asleep on the table.

After washing up and finishing her work as the general affairs president in the student union, Wen Jing went to the training room.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Yaxian busy doing something in front of the computer.

"Very busy?"

"It's OK. I've changed Sister Oguri's training plan. Also, I've decided not to recruit new members next year. At least wait until one of you, Sister, Da Mi, and Xiao Hua, chooses to retire or go to the Dream Cup..."

Yaxian's keyboard tapping stopped, and Wenjing hummed, "Are you and I going to interview reporter Yi Mingshi or what?"

"She came to school, and the topic was her sister's training routine."

Yaxian shrugged symbolically. Otome Shi Etsuko had told her about the content of the interview. "The questions are generally related to training, but they also ask about goals and so on. Anyway, they are no different from the questions at the press conference."

Wen Jing nodded, "Will the training that day be the same as usual?"

"Well, don't worry, sister. Leave the training arrangements to me."

Yaxian shook her ears symbolically, "I'm a professional!"

Wen Jing opened her locker and said, "Then I'm going to the gym first."

Yaxian expressed no objection and watched her sister leave. She sat back in her chair and continued searching for information about the players who might participate in the Arima Kinen.

Time flies, and the training days are always dull and fulfilling.

"Reporter Otome Shi, the training philosophy of RTF has always been..."

Yaxian symbolically answered the question of the questioner Oname Shi Etsuko, while looking at the horse girls who were training in a corner of the playground.

"But I think Wen Jing's training is really huge."

"This is the safe amount of training based on her needs, my comprehensive assessment of her physical condition, and the family doctor."

Yaxian said symbolically, staring at Wenjing who ran past them, "In other words, my sister is not a normal horse girl at all. She is more like a monster than any other horse girl."

……

In the evening, Wen Jing, who had hardly participated in the interview, returned to the dormitory yawning. She opened her laptop and planned to start her long-lost live broadcast, but unexpectedly saw the flashing LINE icon.

I opened the message and saw that it was a Umatube forwarding link sent by reporter Otsuma Etsuko.

[A close look at Team RTF, the world-class horse girls quietly symbolize a day of training! ]

Wen Jing stroked her chin and said, "Reporter Onameshi is so quick..."

Although the video was only released for less than ten minutes, it has been played tens of thousands of times, and the number is increasing rapidly.

After Wen Jing finished watching the video, she found that in addition to training, there were also scenes of herself eating, and she was speechless.

“Why do I always have a picture of myself eating…”

Wen Jing muttered as she flipped through the comments, then leaned back in her chair.

“It’s unlikely that I can win the Arima Kinen again, unless I run the Arima Kinen again next year…”

Wen Jing thought that since there was a year between the last Arc de Triomphe competition and this one, it was impossible for her to achieve consecutive championships.

"Yaxian's little dream is also very difficult to achieve..."

Wen Jing sighed and touched her notebook. "No matter what happens next year, I must win the Arima Kinen this year."

He poked his face with his right hand, placed it on his chest, felt the sound of his heartbeat, and his eyes fell on a corner of the computer desktop - "Analysis of Physical Condition of Quiet Symbol".

"My body will definitely not be able to hold on any longer. Time waits for no one..."