The horse racing girl who became a close friend

[Something happened temporarily here. A horse racing lady had some health problems, so Liuli and I came to the hospital. 】

[I think you did the right thing... don’t regret it if you do it. You have to believe that doing good deeds will always be rewarded. 】

【Then I'll wait.Stop sending messages and watch the show. 】

While replying to the message, Yang Hui sighed softly: "I have never seen a live idol stage in my life... It's not easy to have a good first experience..."

"What are you talking about?" Before she finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open by Liuli.

Yang Hui quickly sat up straight: "It's okay, I just said that the idol stage over there is really loud. You can hear it even if you open the window here."

"By the way, how is Satomi-san doing?"

"It's not a big problem. She fell asleep after taking the medicine. Northern Genju is with her, and the doctor has also contacted the Satomi family. The Satomi family said they would send a private car to pick them up soon."

Liuli also walked to the window and leaned against her body. The ears on the top of her head twitched slightly, as if she was listening to the music.

The horse racing girl's hearing is also far stronger than that of humans. After a while, Liuli said: "Winning the soul, look at the program list, this seems to be the finale... It's too late for you to go back and watch it now."

Yang Hui waved his hand and pretended not to care: "I never thought about going back after I came out. If I didn't see it, I didn't see it."

"That's not what you said just now." Liuli repeated the soliloquy she just heard with a faint smile: "It's not easy to have a good first experience..."

Yang Hui's face was full of shame and anger: "Damn, didn't you hear everything?"

Liuli swiped her phone, expressionless: "So you really want to see the horse girl dance?"

The screen of the phone creaked as Liuli's round nails scratched it.

Yang Hui stood up, supported his hands on the window sill, and looked in the direction of the central racecourse with fascination.

"Of course, this is the idol stage for racing girls! For those of us who are trainers, the ultimate pursuit of our profession is to accompany racing girls to win the G1 game and watch them walk onto the winner's stage."

Liuli looked at Yanghui dancing and said, "Do you think I owe you a favor?"

Yang Hui chuckled, and then asked jokingly: "How embarrassing are you? It's just that I didn't see the idol stage. If you really feel bad, can you make up for it again?"

"Make up a match?"

"It just so happens that the tickets for the winner's stage of the Chrysanthemum Festival in October have been reserved..." Yang Hui flipped through his phone and looked up the tickets for the idol stage, "Indoor tickets, 20000 yen."

Liuli immediately refused: "The tickets are too expensive and I have no money."

"Your salary as a model is obviously so high...then settle for the next best thing, the Daily Crown held in Tokyo..."

Liuli didn't even think about it, "It's too far."

Yang Hui looked helpless, "Then we can only owe it now? Wait until you have money?"

"I don't like to owe people things."

"What should we do? No matter how low-level the competition is, the winner's stage of the horse racing girl looks boring. The stage effect is also poor, the singing is out of tune, the dancing movements are not standard, and there are even the kind of things that look like rice cakes. Dance with a fat pony with two chopsticks stuck in it!"

Yanghui bared his teeth and said, "This won't work, that won't work either. It feels like Liuli doesn't want him to watch the winner's stage at all."

So Yanghui simply gave up his request as a joke and said in a gentle tone: "Of course, I was just joking. The relationship between the two of us is too crude to talk about owing favors."

As he said that, Yang Hui looked up at the Teresin hoof sign hanging in the sky: "I followed here this time purely out of my own will. When you were injured last time, I already told myself I swore an oath."

"I want to face all the problems with you, so this time it will be the same. I will support you unconditionally when you make a choice... the difficulties you encounter... I will also be with you..."

"Wait a minute." Liuli's voice interrupted Yanghui's words, and the girl's voice sounded a little trembling.

Yanghui closed his mouth and waited for Liuli to speak.

After a long silence.

Liuli took a deep breath and asked slowly: "There is a winner's stage, do you want to watch it?"

Yang Hui waved his hand: "Forget it, just like I said... I support you unconditionally..."

"Treson Rookie Race, the winner's stage of the A1 middle distance track championship, do you want to watch it?"

Chapter 80 Horse Jumping 4000

Theresa Campus Hospital Emergency Department.

The doctor put down the phone and glanced at the two little racing girls sleeping together on the hospital bed: "Satomi-san, Beitai-san, the Satomi family's private car is almost here. You can prepare to go home and rest. Remember to bring your belongings."

Bei Xuanju rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at Satomi Hikaru beside him, and said softly: "Xiao Zuan, I'm going to tell Senior Liuli that you wait for me here."

Satomi Kozuan's voice was still weak: "Help, help me say something to Senior Liuli. Next time I want to express my gratitude to Senior Liuli..."

"Xiao Zhuan, you are really cunning right now... you quietly made an appointment with Senior Liuli to meet next time..." Bei Xuanju slid off the hospital bed and put on his shoes.

"Xiaobei..."

"Okay, okay, I will give you a message... I don't know why you like Senior Liuli so much. Didn't you like Senior McQueen before..."

"Can't everyone like it?"

……

In Yanghui's ward.

"Isn't there no stage for a winner in the rookie competition? Are you..."

Yanghui reminded Liuli, but before he finished speaking, he stood by the window sill in a daze.

I don’t know much about the schedule of the rookie race, but about the A1 middle-distance track of Treson’s rookie race… I may never forget it in my life.

Because the horse that won the A1 middle distance track championship was Liuli.

Yang Hui only felt that his scalp was numb and his heart was beating unsatisfactorily.

Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, Liuli's tone was filled with a trace of entanglement and withdrawal, "First of all, let's talk about it, the stage effect will definitely not be there, and it hasn't been long since I officially accepted Treson's idol class, so the singing and dancing will definitely be out of tune. The movements are also not standard..."

Liuli's voice was as thin as a mosquito's groan, "So do you want to watch it or not?"

"Look!" Yang Hui blurted out almost instinctively, with a loud voice. It was clear that Liuli's suggestion was very abrupt, but it seemed that he had been expecting it countless times...

"Pfft, why are you making such a loud noise... You are still in the hospital now."

Yanghui scratched his head: "Did you apply for Treson's dance training studio?"

"No, a rookie like me wouldn't have the nerve to apply for Treson's stage."

"Where is that..."

"Click." With a sound, Liuli turned off the lighting in the room.

"Of course...it's right here. Isn't this room quite big?"

It was indeed quite big. Yanghui even secretly scolded Treson College for its luxury at first. One ward was ridiculously big... Every time someone came in, Yanghui's perspective when he was lying on the hospital bed looked like he was doing it to himself. It was like bidding farewell to the body.

Yang Hui looked back and saw Liuli facing him, her right hand on the long ponytail behind her head, and she slowly retreated towards the center of the ward.

"Long hair or ponytail?" Liuli suddenly asked.

"Long hair...why are you asking me this..."

"Hiss." Before Yang Hui finished speaking, Liuli had already pulled away the hair tie used to tie the ponytail on the back of her head.

The black hairband fluttered with the evening breeze, and Liuli's long, white hair also spread out under the moonlight. Each strand of hair seemed to be made of the bright white moonlight, so beautiful. People suffocate.

The soft and fair cheeks of Liuli are covered with cherry pink. Under the long eyelashes, the pair of crimson eyes are crystal clear and moist, and they seem to be twinkling under the cover of the night. The two fragrant lips are slightly curved and pink. drop.

"If you're such a good dancer, don't be embarrassed everywhere."

Liuli casually threw the hairband on the window sill, then looked down at her own clothes, and said thoughtfully, "I remember David...taught him like this..."

As she spoke, Liuli lifted up her sportswear around her waist, and then tied a playful bow around her ribs with the corner of her sportswear. In an instant, the girl's sporty waist was exposed to the air. Liuli's waistcoat line is tight yet soft, and her exquisite navel presents a beautiful "I" shape.

Under the sports shorts, the thighs are as plump and round as tender lotus roots. At Liuli's soft and exquisite knees, the girl's calves have transformed into slender and straight. Her skin, which is like a work of art, is particularly white and greasy under the moonlight. It is as moist as milk and as crystal clear as ice.

Liuli tilted her head and asked Yanghui: "How is it? Designer David taught me how to dress this way. If you think it doesn't work... I'll go back to the dormitory to change into singing clothes."

Crit!

Yang Hui felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He didn't expect that the reward for his good deeds would come so quickly!Thanks to the three goddesses!Thank God!Thank you Jade Emperor!By the way, thank you again David.

Although he was shocked by Liuli's outfit, Yanghui still pretended to have seen the world, "Just barely, it's okay... Wearing sportswear to dance on the winner's stage, you still have a headache." There is only one person.”

"If you're talking about ordinary things, then I won't be too lazy to change." Liuli stood in the center of the ward, the horse ears on her head trembling slightly, and then she took out her mobile phone: "The dance music of the winner's stage..."

Yanghui acted like he was an uncle and directly requested the song: "Winning the soul! Or はじまりのSignal!"

Liuli didn't even raise his head, "No! Who asked you what you wanted to see?"

Yang Hui raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you mean the dance music on the winner's stage?"

"I'm telling you that you don't have a choice in dance music. How long have I been in school? I haven't memorized the lyrics yet, so if I sing the wrong lyrics later, don't interrupt me."

Liuli turned on the music player on her phone.

This is the first time Yanghui has seen such a casual idol stage, with no lights, no photography, and no backup dancers...

Even the soundtrack was played on a mobile phone.

The familiar loud and clear metallic trumpet sounded from Liuli's mobile phone, followed by gongs, drums and cheers from the audience.

Yang Hui's eyes widened... As a trainer, he was extremely familiar with this song.

うまぴょい伝説, also known as the legend of the jumping horse.

The most frequently sung song on the Jockey Horse Girl Winner stage, it is famous for its fast tempo, varied tunes, and positive and lively emotions.

At the same time, it is also a winner's stage song that all horse racing girls must learn.

Yanghui was overjoyed. Originally, he regretted not being able to see the legendary horse dance when watching the idol stage at night... He turned around and could see it at Liuli's side.

"うーーーー!"

The singing started...

The girl froze in place...

Yanghui was about to cry but felt that his first experience on the winner's stage was a joke, "What's wrong?"

Liuli pointed to the running shoes she was wearing: "If you really jump... others will definitely hear you."

"It seems like this...this is a hospital after all."

Yang Hui nodded, with regret on his face... He was destined not to see the horse racing girl dance today.

"What kind of regretful expression are you looking at? I said I would give you a winner's stage today, so I will definitely show it to you!"

In Yang Hui's doubtful eyes.

Liuli leaned over and untied her shoelaces, then stepped on her heels with her left and right feet.

"Tap da." After two sounds, the sneakers came off, and Liuli's little feet wrapped in white socks appeared in the moonlight.

You can vaguely see the water vapor rising from Liuli's socks through the moonlight...

As a qualified leg and foot control, Yang Hui felt that his nose was slightly warm.

Liuli looked at her relatively clean socks, and then at Treson's floor. She stood on one foot, raised her calf, and with a slight hook, the white socks on her feet were taken off.

Liuli stood on the tile floor with her bare white feet.

Perhaps because of the lower temperature of the floor, Liuli's ten lotus seed-like pink toes were slightly curled up, looking particularly cute.

Yang Hui only felt that the winner's stage had been completely completed.

Liuli stuffed the socks into her sneakers and kicked them to Yanghui's feet. The soft soles of the horse-chasing horse girl landed on the ground, and there was only a slight "snap" sound.

Liuli nodded with satisfaction, "This way... won't there be no sound?"

Yang Hui also nodded with satisfaction.

The music sounds again, and the winner's stage begins again.

“wuuu—(racing twat)!”

Yang Hui watched blankly as Liuli opened her arms and ran on the spot, her movements light, as if she was about to throw herself into his arms.

Yanghui felt that it was the first time in his life that he was able to experience the winner's stage and have such a unique experience...

Luck, what a blessing.

Liuli was born to be on stage, whether it was giving a speech in college or dancing now.

She can always devote herself wholeheartedly to one thing. Liuli may be nervous and shy about retreating before going on stage, but when she actually stands on the stage... her concentration and enthusiasm will help her isolate herself from everything. of negative emotions.

Fast-paced music replaced the original cheers of the audience.