The horse racing girl who became a close friend

"This is the perfect idol business, perfect for my sister's personality." Yang Hui glanced at Liuli, "Look at people, I think if you start a live broadcast, 10 out of 9 viewers will be pressured to leave... "

Liuli felt an unknown fire in her heart, and the racing girl's competitive instinct instantly took over the high ground of her IQ.

Isn't it just that you speak with your voice in your mouth and refer to yourself in the third person?

Who can't? !

When I was working, I could even play the role of a grandson, but now I can’t play the role of a mere sister?

Liuli immediately stretched out her hands to hold Yanghui's palm and raised her voice.

Think about what you would say when you were a social animal:

[Boss, please don’t reject our project, okay?We will try our best to meet your reasonable requirements. 】

Then switch to a tone like Zhen Ji Ling:

Liuli spoke up, her tone soft and delicate:

"Yanghui Onii-chan~ Don't dislike Liuli, okay? Liuli can do anything..."

Yang Hui: "!?"

Liuli regretted it as soon as she said this. What did I just do?What did I say?who I am?where am I?

I'm such a fool!

Yang Hui, on the other hand, felt as if he was struck by lightning, his heartbeat accelerated, and he froze on the spot.

If the tone of the clever sister is cute and coquettish, then the tone of Liuli's sister... has a seductive charm, as if she is hinting that she is making some excessive demands.

Before Yanghui could think of what request he should make, a grip that was almost crushing came from Liuli's palm.

The powerful force squeezed Yang Hui so hard that his eyes were filled with pain, and he could vaguely hear the crunching sound of the bones in his hand rubbing against each other through bone conduction.

Not to mention thinking about Liuli's words just now, Yanghui was in so much pain that he almost couldn't remember who he was.

"I'm going, oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, it hurts, it hurts, it's going to break." Yanghui hurriedly used all his strength to pull out the palms from Liuli's hands, and severe pain came from the palms.

Would you like the racing girl who can shape carbon into diamonds with her bare hands?

Anyway, Yanghui was scared. After Liuli's hold, Yanghui felt that whenever he heard "Oni-chan" in the future, he might subconsciously retract his arm.

Liuli coughed slightly and felt her face burning a little: "I just tried it... forget it now."

Before Yanghui could reply, Nagoshi Ichiro had already turned back and stood in the distance waving his light sticks: "Why are you still here? We have already bought our light sticks, and the other spectators have already entered the venue. .”

Yanghui touched his nose and felt that his journey to the idol stage today was full of twists and turns.

……

After all this commotion, it was almost time for the opening of the idol stage, and the vast majority of the audience had already entered the racecourse. Only some tourists who had not bought tickets and the racing girls who joined in the fun and live broadcast stayed outside the venue.

"Glow sticks are on sale! One for 500 yen, two for 1000 yen, and three for 2000 yen!"

I don’t know what tricks were used, but Golden Ship had actually copied Treson’s code of conduct and was sitting cross-legged outside the venue selling light sticks.

Nagoshi Ichiro chuckled and handed the light stick in his hand to Yanghui: "We don't know how to call art, so buying three is enough."

Yang Hui said expressionlessly: "How much did you spend?"

"2000 yen, isn't it a good deal?"

"I guess you must have taken social practice in college mathematics."

"How did you know?"

"Guess."

……

The most stressful period has passed at the ticket gate. When Liuli and his party were preparing to enter, the person responsible for checking tickets was even yawning.

Walking into the racecourse, the fanatical atmosphere seemed to be able to overturn people, and the entire pasture was shaking with the roar of the speakers.

Most of those who have infield qualifications are trainers and racing girls from Central Treson.

Occasionally, if there is a strange figure, it is basically a wealthy family or a household that has cooperation with Treson.

For example, there are two petite figures sitting right in front of Liuli, and two little horse girls are sitting on chairs, with their tails swaying behind them.

One of them, a black-haired horse racing girl with a red rope tied to her head, looked extremely lively. She was not honest when sitting on the chair and always wanted to stand on the chair.

The other horse racing girl was wearing a dress and had long dark brown hair. From time to time, she used a hand knife to calm the short black haired horse racing girl.

"I guess he is a racehorse girl from a rich family..." Yanghui analyzed it to Liuli in a low voice, "With such a young child, he is definitely not the racehorse girl from Tereson, so he should be the child of some famous racehorse girl."

Liuli tilted her head, with a look of hatred and hatred on her face: "What do you mean? Start the Tressen ransom mission now?"

"That's not possible. I just want to analyze it with you."

While Liuli and Yanghui were chatting, the horse racing girl in front was also having a heated discussion:

The tone of the brown-haired horse girl's voice was filled with regret: "The biggest regret on today's idol stage is that I can't see Senior Liuli on stage... She obviously runs so handsomely."

The short-haired horse racing girl raised her arms high, full of energy, "I don't know, I don't understand, shouldn't the most handsome running style always stay in the first place? That is the strongest! Senior Liuli's running style looks very suffocating Quhe."

The brown-haired horse girl put her hands on her hips and scolded her friends beside her: "I think you don't understand at all. This is called the temperament of an aristocrat. It is as motionless as a mountain and makes a blockbuster! I am already the single recommendation of Senior Liuli! I want to be a eldest lady like Senior Liuli!"

Liuli sat in the back row with her head lowered, for fear of being recognized.

But I have to say, it’s really nice to overhear other people praising themselves.

Yanghui jokingly bumped Liuli with his shoulder: "Go and sign autographs for fans? You are still wearing sportswear. The commemoration is of great significance."

"Or to go even more extreme, you can take off your sportswear to them, sign it, and wear it with your idol's sweat and struggle. This is a meaningful gift! I see their athletes who play football give their children this way. A fan gift.”

Listening to Yanghui's words getting more and more outrageous, Liuli backhanded Yanghui and knocked Yanghui to the ground: "Then what should I wear?"

The two of them were making such a fuss, and the sound was naturally transmitted to the ears of the horse racing girl in front.

The horse girl with short black hair was the first to look back at the two of them, and then she slapped her friend on the shoulder with surprise on her face: "Look back quickly! It's Senior Liuli who is alive!"

Chapter 78 Why are you stuffing it upright into my mouth4000

"It's really Senior Liuli!" The brown-haired horse girl exclaimed, then jumped off the chair with excitement on her face, and quickly ran to Liuli, her eyes flashing with admiration.

Liuli waved to the little fan of Jockey Girl at a loss, with a polite and gentle smile on her face, and stretched out her hand: "Hello, hello."

The long-brown horse racing girl reached out and took Liuli's hand: "Hello, my name is Satomi Hikaru! I, I really like your running style that breaks common sense and reverses the situation with one strike!"

"This is Senior Liuli's hand. It's so slippery and her fingers are so long..." While introducing herself, Satomi Mitsui was still stroking Liuli's palm with her soft little hands, and kept sighing in her mouth. Voice.

"Xiao Zhuan, you will be hated by Senior Liuli like this." The horse girl with short black hair on the side reminded her friend, and at the same time waved her hands towards Liuli, smiling happily: "Senior Liuli! My name is Beibu Xuanju!"

The sound of Yang Hui breathing in came from behind, and Liu Li realized that these two horse racing girls must be from some famous horse racing family.

I always feel like I can meet a real young lady within two steps of going out...

Satomi Mitsuzu was obviously an activist. Seeing his favorite horse girl sitting behind him, he decisively sat down in the empty seat next to Liuli. On the other side of Satomi Mitsuzu was the entrance. Aisle.

Northern Xuanju looked at Yang Hui in a dilemma, and said reluctantly: "Uncle trainer, I want to change seats with you. My position is in the front row, and the conditions for watching the game will be better. "

Liuli burst out laughing.

Yang Hui's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He called him Senior Sister Liuli. Why did he call him uncle?Although he looks handsome, mature and steady, he wouldn't be called uncle, right?

Yang Hui crossed his arms and said, "Call me big brother and I will change."

"Forget it then... Xiaozuan, let me squeeze you."

Northern Xuanju obviously had his own moral integrity, and he did not waver in the face of Yanghui's coercion and inducement. He directly squeezed into a chair with Satomi Mitsuzu and sat down.

Yang Hui was about to cry, so he stood up and gave up his seat, waving to Bei Xuanju: "Okay, okay, I'll just go to the front... Don't mess around in the back."

Yanghui moved to the front of Liuli, while Northern Xuanju sat on the seat in front of Yanghui, with two petite horse girls surrounding Liuli on the left and right.

Beibu Xuanju sat on the chair, leaned forward, turned his head and complained about his friend. "Xiaozuan, you are so heavy... I think you ate too much tonight... Aren't you afraid of a stomachache?"

"Don't say this in front of Senior Liuli!"

Satomi Kozuan turned around decisively and prepared to intimidate Bei Xuanju, but when he turned around, he found that he could only see the round and straight pair of senior Liuli's legs.

Immediately, Satomi Hikari remembered Miss Mejiro McQueen whom she had met before... Miss Mejiro McQueen was also the eldest lady, a racing girl who carried the family's honor and long-cherished wishes. She was also the idol that she admired. one.

If Miss Mejiro McQueen was sitting between the two of them at this time, then she would definitely be able to communicate with the Northern Genju without any hindrance...

Although I like Miss Ruri and Miss Mejiro McQueen equally, if I were to ask myself "Which one is more suitable for the eldest lady in my mind"... then Satomi Mitsumi would definitely choose Ruri-senpai.

After all, as a eldest lady, why not be old enough!

Ms. Mejiro McQueen... is so peaceful... No!The mind is really too broad.

"Besides, I eat so much, isn't it because Treson's cafeteria is delicious? Wow, Miss Liuli is going to dislike me." Satomi Hikaruzuan also bent forward, after Northern Xuanju said this As soon as he mentioned it, coupled with his current bow, Satomi Kozuan felt that the food in his stomach began to rise...

Liuli comforted Mitsuru Satomi next to her: "The more you eat, the faster you can run. In fact, I eat a lot, but as long as I don't gain weight, the food I eat is meaningful."

Satomi Kozuan's face was filled with emotion, what a considerate Miss Liuli... But she felt that her stomach... was getting more and more uncomfortable...

Northern Xuanju looked at today's stage program, "Today's finale is "Winning the Soul" by President Rudolph and President Qi Tong, but shouldn't there be three horse racing ladies on this song..."

Liuli knew the reason. During the previous meeting, Rudolf symbolized that the two horse racing girls who reported this song were the same.

Although the student union has three student presidents, the third vice-president, Xianyun Yehe, is used to it. No one can guarantee whether she will come to the idol stage. Rudolf's symbol directly acquiesces that this person does not exist.

Rudolf's original words were [Choose a three-person song, and report it as a two-person performance. If she comes back, make up a place for her. If she doesn't come, Qi Groove and I are enough to control the entire stage. 】

Of course, this is a family scandal of the student union and cannot be told to outsiders.

Liuli looked slightly sideways and changed the subject: "Classmate Bei Xuanju... You haven't even entered school yet, but you actually know these stage repertoires so clearly? How many people can even remember every dance song?"

"I learned it in private." Bei Xuanju chuckled and scratched the back of his head: "I used to sing on stage when I was in my hometown. My dream now is to be on the winner's stage after becoming a horse racing girl. Let’s have a concert! I want to use the stage to bring smiles to everyone!”

Satomi Kōzuan sat on the chair holding her knees: "Xiao Bei, she is a Ma Niang who claims to be born to sing..."

Northern Xuanju scratched his head and looked longingly at the idol stage not far away. He slightly raised his neck and sang a few lines a cappella. It was the chorus of the song that Rudolf's representative would sing tonight.

"Let's go fast now, we haven't reached the finish line yet."

"迿り出きたい地があるから (just because I still have uncompeted goals)."

The voice is mellow and the tone is stable... Only a voice that has been practiced for a long time can perform like this, and has even reached the standard of being on the stage.

"It's really amazing..." Liuli clapped her hands and applauded.

Recently, I have also taken a lot of lessons on stage singing and dancing with Treson's Idol Stage Training Class, but I still have to go through many auditions and open my voice before I can sing with the same effect as Bei Xuanju.

But Bei Xuanju just sang impromptu, and the gap between the two was evident.

"Hey, hey, I actually like this song too. I practice often in private to sing like this." Bei Xuanju scratched his head modestly.

……

After a long wait, as the lights turned off, the idol stage officially began.

Yanghui waved the light stick excitedly, thinking of a series of things that happened today, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: What kind of ups and downs did it take to deserve to be on the idol stage now!

If nothing else happens, it’s time to enjoy the winner’s stage!

If nothing else happens...

Before his thoughts calmed down, Bei Xuanju's exclamation came from behind him.

"Xiaozuan, what's wrong with you?"

It's all my damn crow's mouth...

Yang Hui secretly thought something was wrong and immediately looked back.

I saw Mitsuru Satomi hugging her knees, her head buried deeply between her knees, curled up on the chair and shivering.

Northern Xuanju squatted in front of Satomi Kozuan with a worried face: "Xiaozuan? Xiaozuan? Are you okay?"

"It's okay... My stomach hurts and I feel like vomiting..." Satomi's thin voice came from the gap between his knees, trembling slightly.

Liuli first reached out and held Satomi Hikaru's wrist and made a preliminary diagnosis: "Hmm... Did Satomi-san eat anything today? It looks like... he ate too much and too many miscellaneous things. "

Beibu Xuanju's face was full of anxiety: "There are indeed a lot of things in Treson's cafeteria..."

"Senior Liuli..." Satomi Kozuan grabbed Liuli's arm, "I actually... didn't eat much, really."

"I know, but you can't continue to watch the idol stage like this." Liuli reached out and rubbed Satomi's ears, "You have to go to the campus hospital to take some medicine. I'll take you there."

With that said, Liuli squatted down in front of Satomi Kouzu's chair, "Can you still move? Lie on my back."

"Um……"