Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

In the end, Wen Jing still did not go out with the Emperor of the East China Sea.

However, when Wen Jing took the opportunity to look at the stands again during the break, the Emperor of the East China Sea had disappeared.

Wen Jing didn't think much about it and continued her training...

The next day, Wen Jing, who was symbolically awakened by Rudolph, yawned and got up from the bed. After washing up, she went for her daily morning run.

Wen Jing, who was sitting in the student union organizing the recently used documents, stretched, stuffed a small stack of information on the table in the air tank, and returned to the sofa that she had occupied.

"Sister Luna, when do you think the Emperor will announce his retirement?"

"I don't know, but I guess it won't be long, just in the next few months."

Rudolf symbolically looked up at Wen Jing, "Wen Jing, what do you think of the Emperor's retirement?"

"Of course I support it. My fighting spirit has completely disappeared."

Wen Jing shrugged, "I guess she had a lot of fun yesterday afternoon."

"You didn't go with her?"

"Yeah, I've been training with the opera recently."

Wen Jing pinched her leg and said, "The Mercury Cup is coming soon. If I continue to be like this, I will have a hard time winning even the open tournaments, let alone the Arc de Triomphe."

Rudolph leaned back in his chair and sighed, "Sometimes you have to relax and combine work and rest."

Wen Jing shrugged and retorted, "But my current condition...if I don't train hard, my results will only get worse."

"If the rubber band is stretched too tight, it will break. If you put too much pressure on yourself, you won't be able to enjoy the fun of running."

Rudolph stood up and was about to say something, but he heard a knock on the door. He saw Wen Jing leaning over the sofa and looking at the door. "Come in, the door is not locked."

The door of the Student Union was pushed open, and in came Trainer Okino and Emperor Donghai.

"Trainer? Emperor?"

Rudolf looked at Okino's expression and guessed something, "Is it about the Emperor's retirement?"

Okino nodded, glanced at Wenjing, and put forward his own idea, "Isn't the big thanksgiving festival coming up? Spica applied for an event before, and we want to change it."

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, and found the information about the Great Thanksgiving Festival from a pile of documents that she had placed on the table on the gas tank. "Should I tell people about my retirement at the Great Thanksgiving Festival?"

"Yes, we want to change it to a mini concert to give the Emperor a better farewell."

Okino nodded, and Rudolph also looked at Wen Jing as a symbol - Wen Jing, as the general affairs chairman, was the organizer of the Grand Thanksgiving Festival.

Wen Jing understood and took her laptop to the coffee table. Several people immediately came over to take a look.

"Let's change it to a mini concert, right? Just fill out this form, but the only venue we can use right now is the school square."

Wen Jing shook her ears as she spoke, "The open-air stage is occupied by Runaway Sisters and Good Opera. The playground not only hosts the school competition, but also the annual 'Golden Boat Obstacle'."

Okino nodded and typed quickly, "The location doesn't matter. We can build the stage ourselves."

Wen Jing hummed, glanced at the Emperor of the East China Sea and the Rudolph Symbol who were whispering, and silently focused her attention on the computer.

"I've written it."

Okino's words brought Wen Jing back to her senses. She read the content carefully and confirmed that there were no typos. Then she connected to the printer in the student union and printed out the document directly. Then she corrected the records in the "Contents of the Great Thanksgiving Festival" document.

After pulling the Emperor of the East China Sea into the relevant group chat, Wen Jing stood up and stretched, then put the notebook back on the table. "For this type of performance, we need to see the effect first."

The Emperor of the East Sea nodded, "I see. We will also show it to you at the end of August?"

Wen Jing touched her chin and pointed at the East Sea Emperor's legs, "The Emperor should wait until September. He still needs to use a cane now."

The Emperor of the East Sea nodded, indicating that it was no problem, "I will be well soon."

Wen Jing nodded, "Please send me the list of your concert songs and schedule as soon as possible so that I can print the flyers."

After seeing off the Emperor of the East Sea and Chong Ye, Wen Jing curled up on the sofa and said, "This kind of retirement ceremony is pretty good."

Rudolph nodded symbolically, "That's true, maybe he can even debut as a singer~"

"Haha, the Emperor likes singing too, so being a singer wouldn't be a bad idea~"

Wen Jing smiled and said, "If the emperor heard this, he would definitely be unhappy."

Rudolf expressed his agreement, "But the Emperor did not choose to go to the Dream Cup. This is something I never expected."

"That's true. I thought the Emperor would wait until her wounds healed before heading to the Dream Cup. But this time, she looked completely depressed and had no energy at all."

Wen Jing shook her ears, "Now it has completely lost the vitality it once had."

"After all, the injury is very serious."

Rudolf sighed, "Let's not talk about the Emperor. Have you set a date for your press conference?"

Wen Jing shook her head, "The end of August, the details haven't been confirmed yet. Yaxian is in charge of this, and she hasn't told me the date yet."

Rudolph returned to his chair and leaned on the table. "Is that so..."

Wen Jing hummed, took off her shoes, curled up on the sofa, and closed her eyes. "I'll sleep for a while. Call me at one o'clock."

Rudolph indicated that it was okay and then closed his eyes.

When the two woke up, it was already past two in the afternoon. Wen Jing pursed her lips, pushed Rudolph awake, and then went to the RTF training room.

Wen Jing changed into her training clothes and found Hao Opera, who had already run a few laps on the playground, and then began today's formal training...

The training was as fulfilling as usual. After it ended at around six o'clock, Wen Jing collapsed on the grass to rest. Her eyes were dull and she felt like she was going to break down.

Wen Jing took some time to sit up straight and began to pinch her legs. Although she was very tired, it was still necessary to relax - she didn't want her muscles to explode with pain tomorrow.

After eating in the cafeteria together, Wen Jing staggered back to the dormitory yawning. It was difficult for her to continue her night run today. She felt like she was going to die.

When going upstairs, I relied on the remaining strength in my arms to grab the handrails and pull myself up.

Wen Jing sighed. Rudolph the symbol had not returned yet. Wen Jing took off her training clothes, put on pajamas, and huddled up in bed quietly...