I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

Linguang looked seriously at the half-lifed Fujima March in his arms, silently put a hand behind her back, and let the light flow into her body unobtrusively.

Linguang didn't expect that Fujisho March could be spelled like this. If he wasn't here, if he didn't have the ability of brilliance, Fujisho March would be hospitalized for at least a few months this time, and if it was more serious, he would even burn himself out.

Tengzheng March didn't know about Linguang's special ability, she just felt that her brain was much clearer in a trance, and after blinking carefully, she finally saw Linguang's face clearly.At this time, Linguang's face was full of seriousness and concern, which made Fujimasa turn his head subconsciously.

It's not about being shy or anything, Fujisho March just simply felt that he was Lin Guang's senior, but now that he almost had an accident, it was the junior who extended a helping hand, and he couldn't get over his face.

But she quickly turned her head back to look at Linguang, with a proud smile on her face: "I've tried my best, and you didn't let the water go, right?"

"That's right, March student, I have indeed used all my strength now, and you had a wonderful match with me."

Hearing the clear voice of Fujimasa's March, Linguang couldn't help but smile, she carefully straightened Fujizheng, and then gave her own answer.

Fuji Zheng March stood up straight, she stared closely at Linguang, her tone relieved: "I lost, Linguang, you are indeed a genius as Xiao Limao said. But I will not give up, and I have On my battlefield, Kasamatsu's Fujisho March will continue to run."

"That's great. I hope my run can bring hope to everyone. If it only hurts people, it's not what I want."

Linguang felt relieved when she saw that the Fujima March was still in such spirit. She asked, "Do you need me to help you walk? You probably have difficulty walking now, right?"

"No, see there? My trainer is coming, let him take me back."

Hearing Linguang's inquiry, Marching Qu shook her head, and she pointed her finger to her left, signaling Linguang to look there.

Linguang turned his head and saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes running towards them, his face was full of worry and anxiety.

"Is he your trainer? Looks worried about you."

"Ahhh, I'm going to be lectured by him again when I go back. I'm annoyed by him the most. He treats me like an ignorant younger sister. Obviously, we are just the relationship between the racehorse girl and the trainer."

After hearing this, Linguang wanted to refute. In her opinion, neither the trainer nor the racehorse girl would grow greatly if she only held such a superficial view, but she hadn't spoken yet. just stopped.

Because she saw the look of Fuji Zheng Marching, she obviously said it was annoying, but she had trust in her eyes and a smile on her face.

Seeing this, Linguang understood that the relationship between them no longer needed to be persuaded by himself.

Silently stepped back a few steps, watching the scene of Fuji Zheng March being cared and blamed by her trainer, Linguang's eyes were a little more smiling.She didn't intend to bother her now, so she simply turned around and left to look for Beiyuan.

Beiyuan was not difficult to find. He stopped at the same spot after the start of the game, staring at the timer in his hand, looking dumbfounded, and didn't even respond when Linguang came to him.

Linguang patted him on the shoulder: "Trainer, please come to your senses, I won this simulation game, now it's up to you to fulfill the promise."

Hearing this, Beiyuan Rang finally reacted, he raised his head and looked at Linguang with nothingness in his eyes: "I said Linguang, are you really a local horse race girl?"

"I'm indeed a local registered racehorse girl, what's wrong with the trainer?"

"Haha, it's okay, I just suddenly understood why Xiao Limao insisted on asking me to be your trainer. In a sense, it's right to be familiar with the road."

Beiyuan laughed dryly, and what she said was full of enlightenment, which made Linguang a little puzzled, but she was very understanding and didn't go to the bottom of it. After all, this is the trainer's private matter, and she doesn't need to expose the training. member's scars.

Fortunately, Beiyuan recovered after a few dry smiles: "Ahem, Linguang, your level has been fully demonstrated through this training match. If you can run more than a dozen horses in the Fujimasa March, you must be able to beat your racehorse girl There are not many of them left, and since this is the case, I don’t need to worry about your debut match, what do you like about your debut match?”

"I also asked my classmate to know about it before, and she recommended three games to me."

"Oh, let's hear it."

"She recommended the Nike Shoes Sponsorship Cup, the Sun Moon Cup and the Shirakawa Grand Festival."

Hearing this, Bei Yuan began to think hard: "Well... your classmate did recommend three good competitions for you, including the one with the most prize money and the one with the most spectators. , these three games are excellent choices.”

After scratching his head and thinking for a while, Bei Yuan still couldn't make up his mind. This is also his old problem, not decisive enough, not courageous enough.

So he gave Linguang the right to choose: "Linguang, what do you think? Do you have any goals?"

"Well, there is indeed a goal, trainer, what you said reminded me, I know which game to choose."

Lin Guang's eyes lit up when she heard Bei Yuan's words, and she knew which game she should choose.

"Um?"

"I want to choose the Sun Moon Cup. This game has the largest number of viewers, so my reputation will probably spread more widely. If I want to achieve my goal, it is also a necessary condition for my name to be known by the public."

"Very good. Now that you have made your choice, it's up to me, the trainer, to do the job. I'll check the relevant information of the Sun and Moon Cup right away."

Seeing that Linguang had already made a decision, Beiyuan also cheered up. He pulled his hat and planned to start a job as a trainer that he hadn't touched in a year.

This is the person who is looking for my py in the group, everyone who likes cute girls can go and have a look.

It was recommended on ps, yes!

ps2 Please vote more during the recommendation period, please

ps3 opening nb, especially compared to the japanese who live a good life

Chapter 38 The Intertwining of Dreams

But thinking about it carefully, Bei Yuan realized that he didn't have any work to do.

The daily training was arranged by Linguang himself, and Linguang didn't need to worry about all the supervision because of Linguang's seriousness. In terms of strength, he was able to overwhelm Fujimasa with more than a dozen horses, which was even more exaggerated than the Oguri hat in Kasamatsu.

After careful calculation, Bei Yuan suddenly realized that all he could do was to help Linguang choose the match and sign up. As for checking the opponents and choosing the match strategy?

Forget it, it's just an SPⅢ level competition, unless Linguang stumbles on the track, he can't think of how to lose.

'It's not good!If things go on like this, won't my role as a trainer only be left to sign the registration form? '

Beiyuan Rang suddenly clasped his head with both hands in horror, looking like the world-famous painting "The Scream": "I obviously don't want to be a rice bug!" '

"Hey, I'd better go sign up for Linguang, why don't you think about these things?"

Feeling that he was defeated by reality, Bei Yuan Rang, who was forced to be a bastard and get paid, let out a long sigh, and turned his head to the training room, where he was going to help Linguang fill out the entry form for the competition, and then sign his name.

Seeing Beiyuan leave, Linguang didn't intend to keep up, she believed that Beiyuan would be able to deal with this trivial matter perfectly, and now she should devote her time and energy to training.

But looking back, Linguang felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Many horse girls outside the court looked at themselves with complex eyes, which contained a series of special emotions such as fear, admiration and alienation, but they did not have the feeling of wanting to be close.

'Is that so... Am I alienated by them unconsciously? Linguang closed his eyes and realized something.

In fact, she had already imagined such a scene.

Most people will subconsciously refuse to approach those who are much stronger than themselves, no matter whether that person is easy to contact or not.

This is also a strategy to protect themselves. Those who are close to the sun have only one way to burn. They would rather stay far away to enjoy the light and heat splashed by the sun.

This is impossible, Linguang said to himself.

She can understand their thoughts and agree with their choices, although she may feel lonely because of it, but that's okay.

'I will feel lonely, but I don't care about loneliness. I will keep moving forward and become the light in their hearts. If they are afraid of approaching, then look at them from a distance. My own brilliance can also give them some light in the distance. comfort. '

Linguang strengthened his faith in his heart.

When she opened her eyes, the brilliance in her eyes was even stronger than before, and in the depths of those light brown eyes, dots of golden light were shining alone.

…………

The fujima march in the distance is receiving the lecture from Shibazaki's trainer. This time she lowered her head and listened carefully.

After all, she knew that she had gone too far this time, not referring to the loss to Linguang, but to still forcing herself to accelerate at the end of the race, and even suddenly lost her strength after crossing the line, which almost caused a catastrophe.

Trainer Shibazaki has been his partner for several years, and he has always regarded himself as a family member. This time, it may really worry him.

"Can you hear me? Don't think about the game anymore, you have only one way to go to the hospital now!"

An angry Shibasaki Koichi lowered his head and stared at Fuji Masaka who was sitting by the railing, his usual handsome face only showed anger and worry.

His fingers were trembling a little, and it was difficult to even put the mobile phone in his pocket.

"I've already contacted the medical team of the academy, you will see a doctor right away, you know?"

Fujimasa, who was being blamed by his trainer, didn't say a word, but just nodded silently, expressing that he would obey the arrangement.

"call……"

The tired Shibazaki trainer also sat down beside him, crossed his hands to support his chin, stared at the track in front of him blankly, and kept silent with the Fujimasa March, as if in a daze or in reflection.

The autumn wind blew past, bringing a bit of coolness and calming down the two of them.

Shibazaki picked up the bag next to him, took out the unfinished lunch from it, and handed it to the exhausted Fujimasa next to him.

"Hurry up and eat it while it's still warm. Although you probably don't have much appetite now, you still need to eat some."

Teng Zheng, who took the lunch with both hands, was silent for a long time, and finally said two words in a low voice: "Thank you."

Until Linguang came to them, Fujisawa and Shibasaki both kept calm tacitly.

"Student March, trainer Shibazaki, are you all right?" Linguang who approached looked at the delicate atmosphere and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, Linguang, it's just that I may have to spend the next few days in the hospital, but it's not your fault, don't take it to heart, let alone feel guilty."

Fuji is marching while sipping food, while answering Linguang's questions.She also specially comforted Linguang, hoping that Linguang would not feel guilty because of her embarrassing appearance.

"No, I just fulfilled the agreement with you before the training game and ran with all my strength. I won't feel guilty because of this kind of thing. I respect your awareness and will run with this idea in the future On the track."

Linguang declined Fujimasa's consolation, saying that he would not let the water go in the next game.

"Linguang, I read you right, you do have a firm belief with a clear stand. You are still growing up now, but I have already reached the peak of my strength, and you will definitely appreciate higher scenery in the future. That may be a new world that I will never be able to touch in my lifetime."

Fujisawa said enviously, although she didn't show it, but Linguang could hear the deep unwillingness in her tone.

"I haven't accepted my fate yet, but my future self probably has a number...so Margaret Linguang!"

Tengzheng suddenly called Linguang's name loudly.

"My dream is also divided into half of you! Please go to the center to see the highest mountain! Look at the distant scenery, please bear the name of my loser, carry my longing, and keep moving forward !!"

How much sadness is contained in this deep cry?Linguang felt that she was unimaginable, but she could touch the burning soul of Fujimasa March.

This feeling reminded Linguang of the throbbing she felt in her last life, and it also gave her an extra burden on the way forward.

But she never flinched, never hesitated, never regretted.

"I have understood your thoughts, and I have heard your cries."

Linguang held the hands of Fujimasa March: "Then please give me a part of your dream, please allow me to continue running with your hope."

"Well, I leave it to you, Linguang, please let me see the dream too."

Crystal tears ran across Fujimasa's proud face, so what was the reason for the tears?I'm afraid only the trainer Shibazaki who turned his head to the side can understand.

The same is the py of the book friend group, if you are interested, go and have a look, he and I are poor little punks.

ps There seems to be a bulge on the bottom of my notebook, the range is not large, because I accidentally put it close to the heat source today, I don’t know if it can still be used?a little scared

ps2 ask for a ticket

Chapter 39 Culinary Practice

After bidding farewell to Fujimasa that day, Linguang never saw her in the academy again. According to Kitahara, Fujimasa was diagnosed with a large number of muscle strains and joint inflammation, and her ankle seemed to be sprained. It would be impossible not to stay in the hospital for a while up.

For this reason, trainer Shibazaki personally escorted Fujimasa to the hospital, not only accompanied him every day, but also supervised Fujimasa to receive treatment according to the doctor's arrangement. Linguang plans to visit her in a few days, because now she has other things to do .

This matter is not a big deal, do you still remember the decision Linguang made when he was eating in the cafeteria?That's right, Linguang now plans to further improve his cooking skills.

So her first task now is to get Lisong Treisen's cafeteria director to agree to teach her. Linguang doesn't know if the old man will agree, but she will try it anyway.

Because of this incident, Linguang deliberately stopped the training he had persisted for several days, and came to the cafeteria early.

It's about ten o'clock in the morning, and there is no Ma Niang in the cafeteria at all. After all, the breakfast supply has long since ended, but the lunch time has not yet arrived.

At this time, the canteen hall is empty and silent. If you come here at night and match it with flickering lights, it can be used as a haunted house.

But as long as you walk through the empty hall and go around to the depths of the cafeteria, you can hear the breath of life.

The sound of surging flames, the clash of iron pans and shovels, the contact of knives and chopping boards, and the communication between chefs.

"Come here, my chow mein is ready, hurry up and put it on a plate, put it in the incubator!"

"Oil, the meat oil is gone. Someone go to the storage room to get it!"

"I brought the plate, who wants to use it?"