Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

After arriving in the UK, Wen Jing started sending messages to Haidu, her mother, Rudolf and others to inform them of her safe arrival as soon as she got off the plane.

The only ones who responded to her were Yaxian Yudong, who was staying up late, and her mother who had waited until now. Haidu had sent her a message an hour ago saying that he wanted to train.

I answered the call from my mother. After a few words of concern at the beginning, Wen Jing started to hear the nagging that she had heard many times.

After a short perfunctory conversation, she hung up the phone. Wen Jing, who was yawning as she walked out of Heathrow Airport, followed the location sent by Weishun and found the three horse girls who came to pick her up in the parking lot.

"Cringe, hoola, hilka."

"welcome!"

The three horse girls shouted together, and then stuffed the depressed Wen Jing into the back seat of the car.

"Didn't Wen Jing sleep on the plane?"

Hula Angel held the sleepy Wen Jing in his arms, a little curious.

Wen Jing looked listless, "I should say I slept too much and I can't muster any energy at all."

Hilka tilted her head, "By the way, Wenjing, has our school assigned you a dormitory again?"

"Probably not. I remember the email saying that I can choose whether to live on campus or not. I have access permit to the Ascot Valley Stadium, so I can train there."

Wen Jing's voice was very low, but the car was very quiet, so they could still hear it.

"Ascot? This is really shocking..."

“Indeed.”

A few horse girls suddenly changed the topic to the upcoming Emperor Championship. Wen Jing also curled up in the back seat of the car. Hula Angel reached out to protect Wen Jing to prevent her from rolling off.

The Royal Horse Girls Academy is located in Ascot, and it only takes half an hour to drive from the airport to the academy.

Wen Jing was awakened by the Hula Angel before she dozed off. After getting off the car, Wen Jing showed her electronic permission at the school gate, and then walked towards the dormitory building with a few timid people who had already scanned their faces to enter.

"Since Wenjing hasn't been assigned a dormitory yet, you can sleep with me first~"

Hula Angel's words weren't too sudden.

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, "Then your roommate..."

"It's okay, that room is at the very edge, a single room..."

Hilka patted Hula Angel’s head and said, “Usually, we play in Hula’s room.”

He nodded timidly, indicating his agreement, so Wen Jing simply agreed.

The dormitory was bigger than the one she had in Tresen, but not as big as the one in Haidu City. However, it was still quite comfortable to live in, and most importantly, it had a kitchen.

So Wen Jing packed up her things, then tried lying down on the bed with Hula Angel. After confirming that there was no problem for two people to sleep on the bed, they walked towards the playground together.

The shape of the playground is modeled after the unique triangle of the Ascot Stadium. Wen Jing handed the phone to Wei Su and said, "I'll trouble Wei Su to pick me up these days."

"It's okay, but is it really okay for you to take me in?"

"What's the matter? I need someone to help me with the timekeeping, and I don't want to take a taxi."

Wen Jing shrugged and stretched out her hand to pinch the cowering arm, "Oh, you didn't miss the exercise?"

"Please, I chose to participate in the Dream Cup..."

Shrinking helplessly, looking at Wen Jing who had just finished stretching and was kicking the grass against the Hula Angel, "Do you want me to run two laps with you?"

"Of course."

Wen Jing agreed immediately, and handed the phone to Hula Angel as she flinched, while Hilka took out a stopwatch to start timing...

The adaptation training went smoothly. Wen Jing successfully stabilized her performance and adjusted her body to the best condition.

"Will you be nervous?"

Haidu's voice came from the phone.

"I'm also a horse racing girl, I get nervous."

Wen Jing shrugged and looked at the city on her phone. "But the most important thing is to turn this nervousness into excitement."

"excited?"

"It keeps me from feeling empty-headed about it."

Wen Jing explained briefly, put on her winning suit, and combed her hair in the mirror, "I am still very beautiful after all."

"Yeah, Wenjing is super cute."

"Hey (*^▽^*)"

Wen Jing smiled so hard that her eyes curved, and then she took the initiative to hang up the phone, "I have to go out now, I'll leave first."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Jing opened the door and went out. The debut circle had not yet begun, but the horse girls participating in the Emperor Championship had already arrived at the stage, and the sounds outside could still be vaguely heard from here.

Wen Jing glanced at the horse girls around her who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and silently matched the faces and names one by one in her mind.

'The one who needs the most attention is the second most popular player, Saint Jovit, a tough guy who is the second move in the Yesen Derby and the first move in the French Derby.'

"The next one is Saddler's Hall, who exploded after returning from the Grassland Championship last year and won four consecutive games this year. Speaking of which, the name is quite strange..."

Wen Jing took a deep breath. Apart from these two horse girls with high support, the other horse girls should not be underestimated. Wen Jing doesn't want to be backstabbed again. Mejiro McQueen should have a say in this regard.

Wen Jing shook her head, throwing away the thoughts that were drifting into the sky, and then she noticed that there was a horse girl standing in front of her who looked a bit like a good opera.

"Hahaha!"

Well, now it's more like it (sure)

Wen Jing blinked and tilted her head, matching the name with the face, "Opera House?"

"The symbol of gentleness and quietness, come and enjoy my performance this time!"

Wen Jing's tail, which had been wagging slightly, stopped shaking, and she felt embarrassed.

The next moment, a hand pulled the opera house away, it was the Saddlers' Hall.

"Sorry, Wen Jing symbolizes seniors, so seniors should just treat her as schizophrenia."

"!"

Wen Jing looked at the two horse girls on the same team who suddenly started to make a fuss in silence, and sighed silently.

Japan, Tresson College Ritto Dormitory.

Maya Heavy Artillery turned his eyes away from the phone and looked at the Emperor of the East China Sea on the bed next to him, "Is the Emperor still not asleep?"

"No, the Emperor's Trophy will start soon."

The Emperor of the East China Sea still remembered that Wen Jing asked her to watch the game, so she chose to stay up all night.

"I want to see it too! At this time, it should be the time for the show to start. Let me search..."

Maya Zhongpao got up from the bed, then quickly got into the bed of the Emperor of the East China Sea, and then the two of them looked at the tablet computer in Zhongpao's hand together.

"The King's Trophy...can't find it?"

Maya Heavy Artillery was a little strange, and then saw the speechless expression of the Emperor of the East Sea, "Is the Heavy Artillery serious in class..."

"King George VI and Queen Elizabeth Diamond Trophy."

The Emperor of the East Sea's recitation did not allow Maya Heavy Cannon to spell out successfully, so when the two of them finally found the live broadcast of the event, the opening gate had already ended - it was almost the end of the game.

"The symbol of gentleness and quietness still maintains a high-speed lead by a large margin!"

"The horse girl behind us still has no intention of moving forward! If we continue like this, we will never be able to catch up!"

The Emperor of the East China Sea stared at Wen Jing in the screen, silently putting herself into the game, but she soon gave up - she couldn't catch up, even if she gave her all.

"Here they come! The Opera House takes the lead!"

"Charge from the outside towards the phantom that is completely immersed in its own rhythm!"

The Emperor of the East China Sea was stunned for a moment. She could still understand English, so her attention was once again focused on the horse girl who was attacking alone.

"Inside! The Saddler's Hall and Saint Jovit are also coming!!!"

"Independent and forward-looking challengers reunited! The symbol of gentleness was the first to cross the 2F mark!"

"Seven horse lengths behind her!"

"Saint Jovitt breaks out of the siege!"

“But there’s only one wave left in the race!!!”

“There’s a lot of competition between Saddlers Hall and the Opera House!”

"Does Saint Jovit still have a chance?!"

"The symbol of gentleness and tranquility! A horse that leaves the rest of the world in a dusty mess!"

"A crushing victory without any surprises!"

"She is the world's most powerful escape queen!"

"A purple meteor in the sky, a phantom of the symbol of Japan—"

"Three horses win!!!"

Although the victory was beautiful, the cheers in the stadium did not ring out like before. Everyone who saw Wen Jing slowing down in the last few steps had only one thought - you are here to bully the weak.

The expressions on the faces of the Opera House and the Saddlers' Hall were quite complicated. Although they had long known that the symbol of gentleness and quietness was strong, what frustrated them the most was not the chasm that was beyond their reach, but the final deceleration and release!

"why?"

Saint Jovit's voice made Wen Jing turn her head and look over, her face full of reluctance.

Wen Jing's steady breathing concealed her raging heartbeat, and she leaned against the railing to support her weak body, "Because I won't lose this game."

St. Jovitt felt himself getting angrier and angrier, "Irish Championship, I will challenge you again."

"Anytime."

Wen Jing smiled, and when she felt that she could regain some strength in her ankle, she looked towards the stands. After a brief shock, the live broadcast began to announce the rankings.

Wen Jing, who had broken free from the railing, silently raised her fist, and cheers finally broke out from the stands.

"She is laughing on the ascot Symboli Shizuka!..."

The sound of live broadcast came from the tablet computer. The Emperor of the East China Sea had a complicated expression. Although it was just a game, she felt that she had no chance of winning.

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She is laughing on the ascot Symboli Shizuka——She is laughing on the ascot, a symbol of quietness.

The phrase is taken from the famous family's shouting at the final straight of the Emperor's Trophy: "He is laughing at them montjeu!"

Actually, I feel like my style has dropped after I changed it, but that's it...

The Opera House is the good father of good opera. Like the Saddler's Hall, he is the good son of the Saddler's Well, so he is set in the same team.

As for the English name of the King's Stakes... King George6 and Queen Elizabeth Diamond Stakes, which means King George VI and Queen Elizabeth Diamond Stakes, it is actually two races combined into one.