Uma Musume: Broken Supercar

The distance between Wen Jing and Hai Du when they got off the Ferris wheel did not change at all, and they were still very close.

"There are still a lot of people in the amusement park..."

Wen Jing yawned, then stopped when she noticed Haidu squatting in front of her, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'll carry you."

Haidu turned his head to look at Wen Jing and his ears twitched.

Wen Jing didn't refuse either, as they had done the same thing before.

He pressed his upper body completely on Haidu, then gently wrapped his arms around Haidu's neck.

Haidu held up Wenjing's thigh and stood up with a little effort.

Steady and steady.

"Well, if I were ten centimeters taller, I would be able to carry Xiao Hai on my back..."

It was already early morning when the two of them started walking quietly back to the dormitory. After washing up in the public bathroom on the floor, they returned to the dormitory...

With the opening of the Chrysanthemum Award, the second half of the season has finally reached its climax - the Autumn Emperor Award is finally approaching, and the Japan Cup is less than a month away.

Wen Jing, who had a rare sleep until dawn, yawned and got up from the bed. Haidu was still asleep. Wen Jing took out her cell phone, which was extremely hot from being pressed from under her body.

"It's almost ten o'clock. The weather is so bad today..."

Wen Jing shook her ears and lost the desire to sleep. She held her chin and looked at Hai Dushi's sleeping face for a while. Although she really wanted to do something to Hai Dushi who had no power to resist, she still held back.

After washing up, Wen Jing calmed down very smoothly. After waking up Haidu, she went into the kitchen to cook - she was a little hungry.

After dinner, the two horse girls went to school together, and then separated downstairs of the teaching building.

Wen Jing pushed open the door of the student union. The slightly gloomy weather still made her feel a little unhappy.

"Hey, only Sister Luna is here today."

"Yeah, Qi Cao and Bai Ren went outside."

Wen Jing nodded and sat quietly on the sofa. There were not many documents on the coffee table.

After finishing everything, Wen Jing yawned and looked at the message on her phone. Haidu sent her a few words.

After Wen Jing replied to the message, she started to respond to some work matters - after all, the winter vacation was about to start.

Wen Jing, who was originally recording a voice message, noticed that Rudolph had answered the phone, so she switched to typing.

"Suspensory ligament inflammation? I see. Let her rest in peace."

Wen Jing accurately captured the words in the front and looked up at the Rudolph symbol.

When the call was disconnected, Wen Jing blinked, "Orihime? Ueno Zenjou? Or who?"

Rudolph symbolically shook his head, "Neither, it's Mejiro McQueen."

"McQueen? That's fake... She's in ridiculously good shape this year..."

"Fate is fickle."

Rudolph also seems to be lost.

Wen Jing sighed, "McQueen, Mercury retrogrades every time autumn comes... Two years ago, it was in the autumn, and last year, I had a fracture and was recovering after the spring. Then, I was diagnosed with another injury after the Takarazuka period, and this year, it was suspensory ligament inflammation."

Rudolph nodded symbolically. "In the fall, luck always gets worse."

"Whatever, I've finished my work, I'm going to go to the gym to practice my dance... Let's go."

Wen Jing jumped off the sofa, waved her hand, and ran out of the Student Union.

Rudolph sighed and stared at the photo on his desk. "It's ligamentitis..."

Maybe because she was in a bad mood, Wen Jing thought the girl was speeding when she saw her jogging.

However, Wen Jing did not really try to stop them. She turned around and walked into the fortune-telling shop that was often open in the school, and saw Taijian Fulai and the famous general Nutao who were packing up their things.

"Is this... moving?"

"We're leaving."

As Jianfu was talking, he noticed that Wenjing had taken out a notebook from somewhere, "What do you want to write? I have already reported it to the Student Union in advance!"

Wen Jing nodded, "I know. Since we are going to move to another place, we can tear this down. After all, it still takes up space in the school."

When Jian Fulai nodded, "It can be dismantled..."

"I remember it was going to be moved to the school gate, right?"

"Yes, we are going to change to a cabin."

"Tsk, that's pretty good... Are you still fortune-telling now?"

"What do you want to divine?"

"Mejiro McQueen."

……

The divination result was auspicious, which made Wen Jing feel relieved for a short time. Because she didn't want to delay the two horse girls' move, Wen Jing continued to walk towards the gymnasium.

There weren't many horse girls in the gymnasium, but it still seemed very lively. Wen Jing changed into her dance costume in the dressing room and started today's dance practice.

Perhaps because of Wen Jing's appearance, the gymnasium, which was very noisy just now, was now filled with only the sounds of playing ball and practicing, and there were fewer horse girls chatting.

There are still some girls practicing dancing. Wen Jing is quietly learning on her phone in the corner.

Thanks to her good basic skills, Wen Jing was able to learn very quickly despite her poor physical fitness - but whether her movements were standard was another matter, as that would take time to practice.

Wen Jing took a break with her water bottle in her arms, and then she saw the horse girls pouring into the gymnasium to take shelter from the rain.

"It's raining..."

"Yes, it's quite heavy. This kind of rain shower should be over soon."

Pipa Chenguang came close to Wen Jing and asked, "When will the retirement ceremony be held?"

"Can I keep it a secret for now and talk about it later?"

Wen Jing shook her ears and looked at Pipa Chenguang. "This body is well trained~"

"That's right, I've been..."

Once Pipa Chenguang started talking, she couldn't stop. Wen Jing, who was used to it, didn't find it annoying anymore. She knew that Pipa Chenguang would stop on her own and say sorry after a while anyway.

"Sorry, I'm talking to myself again."

Wen Jing waved her hand to indicate that it was okay. "Didus has the same personality... Your performance in the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Competition was pretty good."

"Thank you, but..."

Pipa Chenguang started a long speech again, then apologized again, but soon started talking about theoretical knowledge again with Wen Jing's support.

Wen Jing's ears trembled. She got up from the floor and looked at her cell phone. Although she didn't listen very seriously, she still didn't interrupt Pipa Chenguang's words.

By the time Pipa Chenguang realized that he had said a lot of words, the rain outside had stopped for a while.

Pipa Chenguang glanced outside, then looked at Wenjing's dance tutorial, and chose to leave between making suggestions and giving advice - she also wanted to train.

After Wen Jing watched Pipa Chenguang leave, she took a deep breath and touched her chest.

"Only at times like this can I truly feel that I am different from them..."

"Ugh."

After taking a few deep breaths, Wen Jing put her phone away and started her dance practice again...