Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

Wen Jing, who was playing around with Haidu while waiting, was soon stopped by the opening signal of the game. At the same time, there were discussions about the live broadcast and commentary, but Wen Jing did not pay attention to these words.

The scene focused on the vicinity of the gate. Wen Jing looked at the thugs and Yu Yue who were talking, and then she noticed the small crowd in the stands and the secretariat which was in a close-up.

"It's actually what I thought..."

Wen Jing leaned on Haidu, her eyes always on the monitor.

Haidu grabbed Wen Jing's ears and said, "For the final one-on-one match, I don't know how they got the New York Horse Racing Girls Association to agree to this request."

Wen Jing shrugged without thinking too much, "After all, the influence of the seniors in the Secretariat is also very great..."

Haidu nodded, "But Thug Senior has little chance of winning. Wen Jing should think so too, right?"

Wen Jing hummed, "But I believe in Senior Thug..."

As the thugs entered the gate first, Wen Jing sat up straight.

"This singles race is 2000 meters long, and the thugs are the first to enter the gate!"

The live broadcast quickly entered the state, "Now Yu Yue has also entered the gate!"

"The game is about to begin!"

The voice of the live broadcast made Wen Jing feel very familiar, but for a moment she couldn't figure out who it was.

"Let's start! Both horse girls are doing very well in the race!"

“Even though they haven’t stepped onto the field in a few years, the mob’s reaction is still very quick!”

"Yu Yue on the outside is trying to grab the leading position!"

"The thugs inside still refuse to give an inch!"

"The thugs held on to their advantage!"

"Just like the duel that year!"

"Through the straight line of wave 2, Yu Yue has the advantage of neck difference!"

“The first two waves took 2 seconds!”

Wen Jing licked her dry lips and clutched the hem of her clothes.

“Passed the half-mile mark, 4 waves passed!”

"The thug is half a length ahead! Yu Yue is starting to exert his strength!..."

"We are about to enter the bend! Yu Yue has reduced the gap to a neck again!"

"After being away from the competition field for many years after the injury, the thug's condition is still not good. Foolishness and joy are gradually side by side!..."

Wen Jing stared at the screen. The thug's steps were a little messy and his movements were much slower than before. Yu Yue's condition was obviously better than the thug's - although the momentum was also not high, at least the speed was maintained well.

"This won't work..."

The Secretariat in the stands sighed. Yu Yue's attack was very fierce. "The Dream Cup really gave Ma Musume more than just a little improvement."

The thug looked at the foolish joy that was gradually passing by her, and the laughter in her ears brought her back to the past - a realm that she had not experienced for a long time.

After she rushed out of the gate, the strange laughter in her ears never stopped, but that only made her already irritable heart even crazier——

The inexplicable anger that surged up in her heart made her gradually lose her mind, until she collided head-on with the bird that appeared in the venue for unknown reasons.

The laughter beside her ears was still so harsh, and that mocking voice could never make her anxious. "People can change... Yu Yue, I also have reasons why I absolutely cannot lose!"

The thug shifted her gaze from the foolish joy in front of her to the finish line. The harsh laughter in her ears weakened with every step she took, and her momentum finally rose again!

"We have now entered the final straight line! Yu Yue is one body length ahead!"

"The thugs haven't stalled! They're still in pursuit!"

"This is the queen of the year! She passed the last wave!"

"There's only half a horse's length left to chase!"

"The last hundred meters!"

“The Queen is side by side!!!”

“Cross the finish line together!!!”

"The final time is 1 minute 57 seconds 26! The review light is now on!"

Wen Jing stared blankly at the camera showing the bulletin board.

Haidu waved his hand in front of Wenjing, but found that Wenjing did not move. He stretched out his hand to poke Wenjing's face, "Wenjing?"

Wen Jing suddenly came to her senses, turned her head to look at Hai Dushu, and was about to say something, but the next moment she took Hai Dushu's finger into her mouth.

"The results of the deliberation are in! The thugs won by a narrow margin!"

The two confused people looked at each other for a while, and were brought back to reality by the live sound. They turned to look at the computer at the same time.

The big screen was playing images captured by a high-speed camera - the thugs crossed the finish line three frames ahead.

“How thrilling…”

Haidu breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at his hands, and quickly pressed down on Wen Jing, "Wen Jing!"

Wen Jing quickly assumed a defensive posture, kicked Hai Dushi's body with both feet, pushed her away from herself, and then quickly got to the ground to prepare to escape.

However, the house was so small that Wen Jing was soon pinned down by Hai Du, and then a few minutes later, he became the master - Hai Du was furious because of Wen Jing's tickling and counterattack.

Wen Jing sat on Hai Dushi's lower abdomen, holding Hai Dushi's chest with both hands. She could clearly feel that Hai Dushi's heart was beating very fast.

"Xiao Hai, what are you so nervous about? Are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

Wen Jing also blushed a little, but her hands wandered around Haidu's body dishonestly, "Or is Xiaohai thinking about those embarrassing things?"

Haidu turned his head away, but his eyes were secretly looking at Wen Jing, "Who told Wen Jing to always use such improper means as tickling?"

Wen Jing snorted softly and pinched Haidu's hot little face, "Xiao Hai, do you want to..."

Haidu grabbed Wen Jing's arm and accurately caught the panic in Wen Jing's eyes, "Wen Jing symbol... now it's my turn!"

After a few minutes of fighting for the top spot, Wen Jing won again. She looked at Haidu, who was pinned down by her and had no power to resist, with a proud look on her face. "Hey, I am the winner in the end, right?"

Haidu puffed up his cheeks and pointed to the phone that kept ringing outside, "Your phone has been ringing for a long time."

Wen Jing nodded, "I know, but I don't want to answer it now. I have something important to do~"

Haidu tilted his head and watched Wen Jing untie her tied hair. "What are you going to do?"

Wen Jing ignored her and lay silently on Haidu, "Don't do anything, let me lie down for a while, I'm still struggling with some things."

"You can figure it out with me?"

"It will make me feel much more at ease."

Wen Jing said this and felt Haidu hugging her and touching her back and hair.

After a long while, Wen Jing suddenly looked up and propped up her body with her hands on both sides of Haidu's head, "Xiao Hai."

"what happened?"

Haidu blinked, his hands still on Wenjing's hair.

"I've decided. I will abide by the previous agreement."

Wen Jing's red eyes reflected Haidu's surprised expression, "For a miracle to happen, you have to believe that the miracle itself will happen, and the necessary condition for a miracle to happen is that you have to work hard."

"Xiao Hai, catch up with me in the Arc de Triomphe, if you are still willing."

"Of course, Wenjing..."

Haidu suddenly exerted force on her hands, causing Wen Jing to lie on top of her again, and then she rolled over and pressed Wen Jing under her body, "I will try my best to catch up with you."

"Xiao Hai has already caught up with me~ and even stole my heart~"