Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

"Boss, how much do these apples cost?"

"300...Eh? Are you a trainer of Urala?! Then I'll give you a discount of 150 yen, that's enough!"

Sir Liu shook his head, then took out 300 yen and handed it to the boss and picked up the plastic bag containing the apples.

"No, I want to thank you for taking such good care of Ulala."

The middle-aged woman selling fruit quickly waved her hand.

"Where! Ulala is a good girl! People in our streets have received a lot of help from her!"

After saying that, she stuffed two chapters of 100 yen into Sir Liu's hand.

"Speaking of Mr. Trainer, are you from China? Just right! How does this apple of mine taste compared to the one from China?"

Sir Liu nodded and did not refuse the boss lady's enthusiasm again. If you refuse again in this situation, you will not give the other party face, and now there is no chance to secretly stuff money like in the previous ramen restaurants.

...I will patronize this store more in the future, so the boss lady doesn’t want to lose money.

He picked up an apple, looked at the label on it, tore it off and stuck it on the back of his hand, then gnawed on the apple.

Very crispy.

Japan has very strict quality control of fruits and vegetables, which makes many Japanese fruits famous in the world.

"It tastes better than any apple I've ever eaten."

Sir Liu responded that maybe he has less experience or maybe he doesn’t like eating fruit very much, so he thinks it’s not meaningful to compare with him.

"Really? That's great...by the way! Has Mr. Trainer Ulala's support group been organized?"

"The support group hasn't started yet, and Ulala's fan base is too small now. What's wrong?"

The aunt smiled when she heard the news, and then called her neighbors. After the neighbors heard the news, they called their own neighbors.

Just like this, 2 or 3 minutes passed, and Sir Liu saw that there were more and more people at the door of the fruit shop, including the owner of the ramen shop last time and some people Sir Liu knew who were very familiar with Ulala.

Everyone looked at each other, and then the fruit shop lady spoke.

"Actually... we have already organized a support group for Ulala in private! It's not just us! People in many streets are fans of Ulala!"

Sir Liu looked at the people in front of him. There were at least more than a hundred people... As a self-organized support group, it was already very good.

"Wulala ran very well in her debut race! She got the top three results in her first competition. I said last time that this kid can do it!"

"Let me tell you, Ulala likes to eat my red bean pie the most..."

"Ulala likes to eat our Taiyaki the most!"

Bustling words spread from the crowd, and Sir Liu touched his chin with his hand. It seemed that he was worrying too much...

Ulala's personal charm is enough to help her gain enough fans.

But there are still too few people around 100, so I need to let more people feel Ulala’s personal charm...

Putting his thoughts aside, Liu Sir looked at the people in front of him.

"Thank you for your support to Ulala, and thank you for organizing your own support group."

Sir Liu paused.

"Everyone knows that Ulala is a very innocent child, right?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

"Ulala is sometimes too naive. I think everyone in Xinhua has also thought about this problem to some extent, which is what to do if Ulala is deceived."

"So I would like to ask you one thing here. Can you please join me in excluding people with ulterior motives from Ulala?"

"Of course! Whoever cheats on Ulala, I'll be the first to kill him!"

An old man wearing a white down jacket said it first.

"Add me one!"

"Me too!"

Liu Sir bowed to everyone.

"Thank you all, and please take good care of Ulala in the future. I will build a website for the Ulala Support Club, and I will tell you the website address at that time."

After telling everyone more about Ulala, Sir Liu was let go.

As Sir Liu was walking on his way back to Treson, he tore off the round apple label in his hand and folded it in half.

Ulala's staff is still very good, and her usual kind behavior has also established her as a fan base that other horse racing girls don't have.

Sir Liu folded the label again with his hands so that the label was only a quarter of its original size.

Why don't you go to China to go to China and set up the official website of Ulala and Miyu's support club?

Thinking of those Chinese netizens Liu Sir, I think this is a good choice.

However, China’s population base is too large, and there are many people who use the Internet to expose others, and the reasons for Internet cafes are extremely strange.

Just like the last time I saw a person who was criticized by the Internet for cutting his nails, and someone who was criticized by the Internet for eating an apple...

The network environment is so bad...

Sir Liu decided to wait and see about the plan to open a website in China. Recently, I saw news that the country is also constantly cleaning up the Internet.

There must be more than 100 fans of Wu Lala just now. There were more than 100 fans in one small block of one street just now. Plus the fans in those few streets...

Ulala basically has the strength and capital to participate in the preliminary sandlot, but I don’t know how many fans Miyu has now...

Bored, Sir Liu took out his phone and scrolled through the news on Twitter. The one on the front page was a selfie of a horse racing girl named Karen Jiang.

There are tens of thousands of likes.

I know this girl, Liu Sir, who is a real talent who has not yet debuted. She is a good sprinter. Many trainers and teams are eyeing her.

Clicking on her homepage, Sir Liu felt a little emotional when he saw that she had more than 300 million fans.

There are so many fans even before debuting...

By the way, do Mi Yu and Ulala have Twitter?

After exiting Zhen Ji Ling's homepage, Sir Liu scrolled down and saw a tweet from a horse racing girl. Inside was a video of her carefully recorded performance.

But no one liked it.

"Flying Eagle?"

Eye-catching Eagle, he remembered that this girl's performance on grass was not very good, and her performance on sand was also very rare.

Click on the video and the girl sings happily under a bridge. She skillfully dances like an idol, as if she is really a superstar on the stage.

Sir Liu silently liked it and then made a comment.

I will contradict myself first: Come on.

He was just about to turn off his cell phone, but it suddenly started ringing with many sounds.

Fei Yingzi replied to me first with ambiguity: Thank you! Are you my fan? Great, I have fans too, let me tell you! You are Fei Yingzi’s first fan on the road to becoming an idol! You are Mr. Fan No. 1!

Fei Yingzi replied to me first with ambiguity: What do you think of my performance? I have been practicing for a long time!

Fei Yingzi replied that I would contradict myself first: I recorded it under the ** bridge around Tereson College!

Fei Yingzi replied to me and contradicted me: this Sunday at 2 pm! I will hold my first WoLi concert under that bridge! If you are close to Tokyo, you can come!

After looking at the four messages that the girl instantly replied to, in order to avoid embarrassing the girl, Sir Liu clicked on her homepage and clicked Follow.

I will first reply to Fei Yingzi ambivalently: Really? Then I am really lucky! Be the first fan of a future idol.

I first replied to Fei Yingzi ambivalently: The performance is very good, but it seems that it is a waste of effort, keep up the good work!

I will first contradict Fei Yingzi and reply: I know that place.

I first replied to Fei Yingzi ambivalently: It’s quite close. I’ll come back when I have time.

After replying to the girl's messages one by one, Sir Liu put his phone back into his pants. He didn't mind giving his insignificant contribution to others who needed encouragement.

Because this may make another person who is unfamiliar with you more determined to pursue your ideals.

And it's not like he's watching more and more people throwing their dreams into the crematorium and burning them up like him.

But he also knows that all he can do is help some people. He cannot change this society and has no ability to change it.

He knows very well how insignificant he is to this world, which is why he cherishes the people around him even more and helps those around him.

Through these actions, he can help others become valuable and increase his own value to the world.

Sir Liu took out the label that was folded into a quarter and restored it. In theory, this kind of figure can be folded infinitely.

But this is without counting other factors.

The phone vibrated again. Sir Liu casually put the label on his clothes and picked up the phone. Another reply came from Feiying.