Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

"Then do you think Chinese people like horse racing girls?"

"Everyone who knows me should like it, except Shang Yang."

The reporter was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and found that he had never heard of the name Shang Yang.

"Um... may I ask Mr. Liu, who is Shang Yang?"

"The representative figure of Chinese Legalism had very tragic consequences. He was framed and then..."

Sir Liu paused.

"Five horses cut the body into pieces."

The reporter looked at Sir Liu and blinked, but couldn't say what he wanted to say.

"Oh...um...that...hahahahaha..."

Divided into pieces by five horses... He imagined the scene of a man being cut into pieces by five horse racing ladies.

Hmm...hiss...

Thinking of the bloody scene, the reporter shook his head suddenly, and then continued to look at Sir Liu.

“Do you think [Emperor] can compare with [Red Rabbit] and [De Lu] from the Three Kingdoms period in China?”

Sir Liu thought for a while and did not express his attitude directly. He just stated what he had memorized when he was a child.

"The horse moves so fast, the bow moves like a thunderbolt."

Just like Lu, let alone Red Rabbit. The original name of Red Rabbit is Red Tu, which means a horse as fierce as a tiger.

The reporter listened to Sir Liu suddenly burst out with an ancient poem and did not ask further questions. Although he did not understand the meaning, it should be describing the speed of [De Lu].

The other party did not compare directly but answered in ancient Chinese. The meaning was already obvious.

Comparisons between different eras are meaningless.

Next, the reporter asked Sir Liu a few more questions and then left happily.

It seems that he is the first reporter to interview this Chinese trainer. Just being Chinese is enough to guarantee this news.

Next, some reporters who had the same idea as the one just came to interview Sir Liu, and Sir Liu responded one by one.

The trainer next to him also looked at Sir Liu curiously. Although they had a group of trainers, Sir Liu didn't talk much in it. Sir Liu also didn't go to the office when working.

This resulted in these colleagues being more familiar with Zhang Xu, who is also of Chinese descent, but less familiar with Sir Liu.

After answering the reporters' questions one by one until the trainer's interview was over, all the reporters left excitedly with the reports they had just interviewed.

This concludes the morning's interview, and it's time for the racing ladies to interview in the afternoon.

Sir Liu walked to the corner of the gymnasium and sat down, taking out Liqun and a lighter from the bag of his black jacket.

"Dang."

The lighter did not misfire this time and ignited immediately.

Inhaling the familiar smell of cigarettes, he looked at the trainers who were either leaving or talking to friends.

The reporters' enthusiasm for him is similar to that of some mid-level trainers. Although he is not as surrounded as Hasegawa Satsuki, he is still interviewed more than most people.

He knew very well that the enthusiasm of these reporters for him was not because of himself, but because of his identity as a Chinese-American.

For a trainer who came from as far away as China, the news headlines alone gave him a sense of freshness, and the attention he received was just a matter of freshness.

...When I was a child, I always heard the teacher talk about Mr. Lu Xun's "Mr. Fujino" and the discomfort of being cared for by everyone can only be substituted in a subtle way.

Now I really feel it.

"Catch the fire."

Suddenly there was a voice, and Sir Liu turned to look at Hasegawa Satsuki sitting next to him.

Passing the lighter over, Sir Liu watched Hasegawa Satsuki light a seven-star.

He was not surprised that Hasegawa Satsuki smoked. In this era, there were so many men and women smoking that there was nothing to worry about.

"Do you feel it's troublesome?"

Hasegawa Satsuki asked while smoking a thick cigarette.

"A bit."

Sir Liu nodded and took the cigarette in his mouth into his hand.

"Just get used to it. By the way, thank you for helping take care of Yuna last time."

"It's nothing, it's easy."

Hasegawa Satsuki stood up after hearing Liu Sir's answer and put out the cigarette.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go and see you later."

"goodbye."

Liu Sir looked at Hasegawa Satsuki's back and when he was about to disappear at the entrance of the gymnasium, he stood up and chased after her.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Hasegawa Satsuki turned around.

"Anything else?"

Sir Liu shook his head.

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you to stay with Yuna's child more."

After hearing Liu Sir's words, Hasegawa Satsuki's eyes became blurred. She looked up at the sky blocked by clouds and then lowered her head.

"Will do."

Liu Sir nodded, and then said goodbye to Hasegawa Satsuki again. Today at noon, he would go to do ideological work for Mi Yu and Ulala to be interviewed.

Hasegawa Satsuki was walking on the way to Treson's garage. She did not live in Treson's trainer dormitory. She had her own house in Tokyo.

Open the door of the gray Infiniti Q50L, turn on the ignition, put it into gear, and release the handbrake.

I turned on the car music at random, and the system randomly played Merry Christmaswrence (Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence) by Ichiryu Sakamoto.

The subtle prelude of the piano sounded, Hasegawa Satsuki stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the garage.

Tokyo was a little cold in winter, but Hasegawa Satsuki didn't wear much. It was a little cold outside just now but the heater was on in the car, so she didn't have to hide her coldness stubbornly in front of everyone.

Infiniti drove out of Treson and headed towards the road. The parking space outside was filled with reporters' cars. The reporters did not leave Treson too far. They just looked for restaurants nearby to have lunch and then continued to prepare for the interview with Ma Niang in the afternoon. .

Hasegawa Satsuki threw her long hair behind her, held the steering wheel with one hand and picked up her mobile phone with the other to send a message to Tsuna, the reins.

Yue: Miss Reins, I attended the press conference in the morning and I feel a little unwell. I asked for leave this afternoon to go home and rest.

After sending the message, press the power button and place the phone on the armrest box between the driver and passenger.

Hasegawa accelerated the speed again until he got stuck at the speed limit of the road.

Hasegawa Satsuki hummed along to the music, lit up a cigarette, took a puff, opened the car window and blew out the smoke.

…Let’s pick up Yuna in person today.

There was a notification sound from the mobile phone, and Satsuki Hasegawa put the cigarette in his mouth and picked up the mobile phone.

The person who replied to her was not Tsuna Tsuna, but her best friend Yuo Suzumiya.

Alien Specter: Xiao Yueyue~ The morning interview should be over, right? Are you tired?

Yue: What do you think? I also asked for leave in the afternoon

Alien Specter: That's great! Shall we go shopping together tonight?

Yue: No, I will stay with Yuna today and wait for her to come back in the afternoon to take her to the zoo.

Alien Specter: Zoo...take me one! Which zoo?

Yue: I haven’t decided yet, please help me choose first.

Alien Specter: Xiao Yueyue, I tell you! There is a zoo in Tokyo that is very popular recently, that one...