The horse racing girl who became a close friend

Yang Hui also realized that his face might have been hit somewhere terrible, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to support his body and prepared to stand up.

What I started with was a piece of soft, elastic and warm stuff. It felt like layers of folds, as if it were a part of clothing, like a skirt made of colored glaze.

Amidst Liuli's soft and soft moans, Yang Hui felt his nose get hot.

It seems like my luck is really bad today!I got a nosebleed from the fall!

……

"What should we do for dinner? I feel like I need to replenish my blood today." Yang Hui lay on the sink in the bathroom and watched the blood flow into a river.

After going back and forth like this, the two of them had perfectly missed the opening time of Treson Canteen.

"If you hadn't... fallen to the ground, I could still have had a full meal." Liuli folded her arms and leaned on the sink, her chest rising and falling violently, and her fair neck was stained with cherry color.

"I was wrong. I will be more careful next time I walk." Yang Hui was keenly aware that Liuli had deliberately not mentioned what had just happened to him before stepping down, and immediately cast a grateful look, "Eating out at night? I'm treating you."

"Then I'll have more."

……

Near Tereson College, there is a izakaya.

Yanghui and Liuli sat in the corner. Yanghui hunched his shoulders and asked in a low voice: "Why do I feel that the boss has been staring at me? Does he want to kill me?"

Liuli pointed at herself, "Nonsense, bring a horse racing girl to the izakaya. Who else is staring at you? If you order a drink later, the boss should call the police."

"I thought you could treat me to a nice place, but it turned out to be an izakaya." Liuli looked at the menu and decided to teach Yanghui a lesson: "Boss, let me start with 20 skewers of roasted carrots, 10 skewers of roasted green peppers, and 5 skewers of roasted green peppers." Root roasted corn!”

Yanghui's heart was pounding: "I want a glass of sake and a glass of draft beer."

While waiting for the boss to grill, Liuli told Yanghui what happened today.

Yang Hui touched his chin, feeling lingering fear: "Thankfully, this man named David persuaded you to come back. If you run away, I will be in trouble."

Liuli looked at Yanghui: "If there is no David, and I run away on the winner's stage one day, what will you do?"

Yanghui didn't even think about it: "I will do everything possible to find you, drag you back to the winner's stage, and then apologize to everyone at the end of the stage."

"Huh? I thought you would cover for me?"

Yang Hui shook his head: "You are my best friend, and I will not watch you make irreparable mistakes."

Liuli, who was buried in the shadows, seemed to be smiling: "Not bad."

Chapter 18 What is the difference between a contract and a marriage registration?

Under the dim light of the izakaya, Yanghui and Liuli studied the contract together.

David's contract is very generous, and it is the responsibility of the company almost from beginning to end. For idol models, they can basically get paid by punching in.

Yang Hui looked up at Liuli, who was smiling in front of him, and then looked down at the electronic contract, his eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

I am not afraid that my friends will have a hard time, but I am afraid that my friends will drive Land Rover.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Hui pointed at himself and said in a low voice: "Help me ask if there is any shortage of male idols in their company. I can also work part-time."

Liuli's face was full of disdain: "Is it just you?"

Yanghui pulled open the hem of his short sleeves, revealing his two rows of abdominal muscles that were not exaggerated but had a healthy and beautiful appearance. Yanghui showed off his thumbs next to his abdominal muscles: "Character." Good, good temperament, hand speed 150."

The gaze of the owner of the izakaya on the side suddenly became sharp: He dragged the horse race girl to the izakaya, pulled up his clothes to show his muscles, and talked about hand speed with a sleazy look on his face... What is this if not an idiot?

The owner of the izakaya with a strong sense of justice immediately called the phone: "Hello? Is it the police? There is a crazy person in my shop..."

"Wait! Don't call the police!" Yang Hui hurried over and grabbed the izakaya owner, "Listen to my explanation!"

……

"To sum up, it should be reasonable for me, a trainer, to take a racing girl out for a late-night snack, right?" Yanghui knelt down on the tatami with a sincere expression on his face.

After explaining for a long time, the store owner reluctantly accepted Yang Hui's statement with suspicion.

Liuli was munching and watching the show.

"You can help me say a few words." Yang Hui rubbed his fleshy shoulders and picked up the draft beer on the table.

Liuli kept talking: "I'm busy eating, so do you want to sign the contract or not?"

Yang Hui almost choked on his beer and coughed several times: "With such a high salary, you still ask me?"

"You are a trainer, you won't forget that I am your contracted racing girl, right?"

Yang Hui was shocked, and took Liuli's mobile phone and carefully read the contract from beginning to end, and then slowly said: "I think there is no problem, the main work arrangements are on weekends, and it will not affect the main training content. But it’s up to you to judge whether it will affect your rest.”

"Whether you are a horse racing girl or an idol, it is not an easy job."

Liuli shrugged, with a calm expression on her face: "It's just an overtime job on the weekend. Are you worried that I won't be able to handle it?"

Yang Hui looked at Liuli and said seriously: "I'm worried that you can bear it all by yourself."

Liuli knew Yanghui's nature well. For so many years, except for cursing when drinking at the izakaya, the word "tired" was never heard from her at other times, even if she worked overtime for a month.

Yang Hui looked at Liuli's serious expression and said word by word: "You look much more relaxed now than before. I think you are in a good state now...don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Yang Hui scratched his head again, feeling that he was not suitable for saying such sensational words at all, "If you feel tired, stop immediately... At least now, I can give you permission to leave."

Liuli stared blankly at Yanghui, her eyelashes trembling slightly. After a moment, she moved to Yanghui's side with a smile on her face, holding a wine bottle and helping Yanghui pour wine.

"Thank you, boss, for pouring the wine for you. I would like to take a month's leave to go to Antarctica to see polar bears."

Yang Hui said righteously, "No, you still have training missions tomorrow. If I grant you leave without reason, Director Daijie will beat me to death."

"cut……"

Because the next day is still a normal working day.Yanghui got a little tipsy after drinking, Liuli ate half full and then discussed retreating.

When paying the bill, Yang Hui looked at the bill, which was full of vegetarian dishes, and then looked at Liuli who was already waiting outside the door. He felt as if his heart was entangled in a ball of thread. He couldn't figure it out and kept cutting:

Liuli, who used to fight with herself over a piece of garlic spareribs, how could she not like eating meat...

……

After leaving the izakaya, Yanghui took the tram back to sober up, while Liuli decided to run along with the tram to clear up some food.

So on the dedicated road for horse racing girls that runs parallel to the motorway, a beautiful horse racing girl wearing a JK school uniform trotted next to the tram. Her beautiful figure like falling snow attracted passers-by to stop and take photos.

Yanghui lay on the window of the tram and looked at Liuli trotting not far away. The refreshing wind at night made Yanghui sober up.

The old man driving the tram was probably too busy, and there was only one passenger on the tram, Yang Hui, so he started to talk to him, "You're here to hang out with your girlfriend in the middle of the night?"

The uncle is indeed a good talker. No wonder he is still driving the night shift at such an old age.

"Old man, please don't say something so weird, okay? It makes me look like a pervert." Yanghui didn't know where to start, so he could only deny the most critical issue first: "It's not my girlfriend, it's me who signed the contract." My horse racing girl...and very close friends.”

"Young man is actually a trainer? This profession is incredible, the salary is high! And it's guaranteed to be assigned to someone!"

The uncle then glared at Yang Hui: "I almost got bypassed by you, a young man. I signed a contract with a horse racing girl. Isn't she my girlfriend? The contract signed is more real than the marriage contract."

"I'm a trainer, do I still know?" Yanghui pursed his lips, "Old man, where did you hear that signing a contract means getting married?"

The uncle looked like he had seen the world: "I have been driving a tram for so many years. I have driven as many trainers and racehorse girls as many as eight hundred if not one thousand. They all said it was just a contract, so I took my seat. The hand was closed."

"There are also those brave racing girls who get into the car and push the trainer on the chair and start kissing her. That's called youth."

Then the old man driving the tram looked like he was keeping something secret, and whispered: "Let me tell you another secret, I have a poker friend..."

Classic I have a friend.Yanghui yawned and listened to the uncle's story.

"That poker friend's family has a kid who is also a trainer at your Teresa Academy. After that kid signed with Jockey Girl, he lost a lot of weight every time we met. I heard he often didn't go home at night."

The uncle had a "you know" wretched expression on his face: "How can you strong-blooded young people withstand such a beautiful and lovely girl? There is no damaged land, only exhausted cows!"

Yanghui felt that this uncle must have been a peerless old gangster when he was young. Of course, the uncle's story is also very exciting, which can be called a combination of a man's dream and nightmare.

So Yang Hui continued to ask: "Then what? That trainer... is he exhausted?"

The uncle shook his head: "That's not possible. Although I had to hold on to the handrail when going up the stairs, they are still in a relationship as husband and wife. They are of the same mind. It is said that the young couple won several championships in the end."

"You know about that G game, right? It's the game where horse racing girls are the most powerful."

Yang Hui nodded and confirmed that this old man was a master of storytelling. He even checked the information and found out that he even knew about the G1 game.

The old man on the train continued to slowly add details of the story: "The boy from the Amamura family eventually became a high official at Theresa College. He seemed to be the principal or the director of the Academic Affairs Office. His name was Amamura Kosuke, or Daisuke." ...Do you know him?"

Yang Hui sat upright, his anger sinking into his dantian: "I don't know him."

"Then what's your name? I'll go back and talk to my poker friend and ask Xiaojie to promote you."

Yang Hui groaned: "My name is Koshiichiro."

Chapter 19 The horse racing girl I just mentioned

The man who drove the tram hummed an unknown ditty with satisfaction after revealing someone else's dark history.

Yanghui sat in the car and observed Liuli, but felt secretly cold in his heart.

At this time, Liuli's speed could no longer keep up with the tram, and her cadence was also gradually decreasing.

Obviously, this is a sign of insufficient endurance.

But according to Yang Hui's original estimate, with Liuli's endurance, running four kilometers at the speed of the tram was completely within Liuli's endurance.

Yang Hui raised his head: "Old man, is this car always maintaining speed? Is it accelerating?"

The uncle's voice came from the bridge: "You two are so romantic. I can't even slow down. How can I speed up?"

Yanghui pressed his face tightly against the tram glass, not daring to miss any glimmer of running motion.

Soon, the answer emerged in Yang Hui's mind:

Liuli's running method at this time was more like a forward-thinking human being than the previous running method during training at Teresen Pasture.

Maybe it’s because I didn’t put on professional running shoes and stand on a professional track this time; maybe it’s because Liuli was very calm this time and didn’t get as excited as if she was standing on the track...

Although Liuli had a hard time running, maybe it was because of her excellent talent that she finally reached the station with slow steps.

Liuli gasped while holding on to the wall, with a complaining look in the corner of her eyes: "Huabing, right? We promised you it would be easy, but I'm exhausted from this journey."

Yang Hui's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he remembered what Ichiro Nagoshi had warned him before: "It is indeed very difficult to tell the truth to a horse girl, so you have to improve your favorability first." 】

Although he thought that his bond with Liuli was full, at this moment Yanghui still had a feeling of depression that he couldn't say anything out of his mouth.

"actually……"

Liuli frowned and interrupted Yanghui, "Go back and take a shower first. You drank so much and you smell too much..." Liuli then walked up the stairs on her own.

"We just finished running, please slow down." Yanghui followed Liuli's footsteps and walked upstairs.

After returning to the apartment, Liuli went back to her room to change clothes, while Yanghui sat down on the sofa.

At this time, Yang Hui was no longer drunk. He flipped through his pile of textbooks irritably, but unfortunately, the textbooks did not tell him how to teach a horse racing girl to run.

There is only one sentence on the cover [Jockey girl, a girl born to run]

What if it's not natural?

"What the hell..." Yang Hui clenched his fists tightly. It wasn't until a stinging sensation came that Yang Hui came back to his senses. Wisps of bright red were emerging from his palms.

Yang Hui smiled bitterly and clapped his hands. The pain made him instinctively grin, "You deserve it... Now the sky and the sky are not responding to each other, and the earth and the earth are not functioning properly."

Yanghui walked into the bathroom holding his clothes.

In Liuli's room, Liuli, who had not changed her clothes, was leaning on the door with her knees in her arms, wondering what she was thinking...

The next day Yanghui got up early for the first time, and he planned to go and ask other seniors for advice early.

Yang Hui opened the door to the room, and a cup of pitch-black medicinal liquid exuding a pungent fragrance was placed on the dining table.

Judging from the smell alone, it must be the sobering soup that Liuli made herself.

Why do I need to sober up?

Although he didn't really want to drink this extremely bitter Chinese medicine, it was Liuli's heart after all. Yanghui gritted his teeth, shook his head and downed the sobering soup in one gulp, and then grimaced at the bitterness.

While Yanghui drank boiled water, he looked around, but did not see Liuli. It seemed that Liuli had left earlier than him.

Looking back, Liuli seemed to have had a day of training today.

Downstairs in the apartment, the sun was shining and the sky was scorching, a perfect day for heatstroke.

Yanghui gritted his teeth and rushed into the sunlight.

After arriving at the office, the first thing Yang Hui thought of was Ichiro Nagoshi.