Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

Chapter 263 Before Gaoyue Appreciation

"One year after the Emperor of the East China Sea missed the Triple Crown, the new Ma Niang, who is expected to become the first Triple Crown after the [Emperor], appears again! Miura Bourbon who broke the one-mile limit rumor!"

Major social software is full of information discussing Miura Bourbon, which is even comparable to the return of the Tokai Emperor.

The "experts" who had previously commented on Miura Bourbon changed their tune. A few apologized, and most deleted their posts and praised Miura Bourbon.

"What's the 1600m limit? Whoever said this, I'm in a hurry! What? Did I say that? I was influenced by public opinion! Let me tell you, if I hadn't been influenced, I would definitely..."

Zhongshan Yan said seriously.

"Come on, you wallflower."

His girlfriend glanced at him and said speechlessly.

"Oh, oh, oh~ Anyway, I'm already planning to go to the ground floor to camp the day before the Satsuki Festival starts. The eldest lady will also accompany me, right?"

Looking at Zhongshanyan's shining eyes, his girlfriend turned her head.

"No, you go alone."

"what…"

"Good tea, good tea..."

Yoshida Kawahide took a sip from the teacup in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

I got a can of good tea from old guy Kawashima for free...tsk, tsk, tsk, it's great!

Midori Kawashima stood beside him. She actually had other plans for giving this cup of tea.

She had made a bet with Mr. Yoshida on whether Miura Bourbon would win the championship.

The competition field is like a battlefield, there will be no victorious general, and Miura Bourbon has a chance to win the game.

If you win the bet, Mr. Yoshida will teach you. If you lose the bet, you will give Mr. Yoshida a can of tea, and then you will ask him to become his disciple. Mr. Yoshida will be too embarrassed to refuse.

She deserves to be the daughter of the Kawashima family, she is indeed resourceful...

Midori Kawashima closed his eyes and showed a satisfied look. Kawahide Yoshida smiled. How could he not know what this little girl was thinking.

He originally wanted to pass on his skills to her, but since Midori Kawashima offered to make a bet, he didn't mind getting a can of good tea.

An old fox and a young fox looked at each other and laughed.

"Sir, do you think Miura Bourbon can win the Triple Crown without defeat?"

Midori Kawashima retracted his gaze and asked Yoshida Kawahide on the side.

Yoshida Kawahide took a sip of tea slowly.

"Eh…"

He was comfortably savoring the aroma of tea. After completing this set of actions, he slowly spoke:

"Not necessarily, the road to the Triple Crown is inherently bumpy. Just like when Miura Bourbon won the spring championship, if she wants to achieve the undefeated Triple Crown, she will have to face numerous obstacles along the way... If she can't keep it together, some lurking dark horse will rush out and surpass her. "

He drank tea and talked.

"Old man, you are too conservative. You always use the same rhetoric..."

Kawashima Midori said with some helplessness that Yoshida Kawahide had watched her grow up, and there was no need to maintain any grudge between them.

Yoshida Kawahide smiled and shook his head.

"Xiao Lu, you must know that when horse critics reach my level, they cannot make random comments. If I am too sure of my opinion, it will not become a reality if it is published..."

Yoshida Kawahide said nothing, and he did not need to explain the underlying meaning.

Kawashima Midori nodded.

“You’ve learned a lesson... Let’s also take a look at Miura Bourbon’s performance in the Satsuki Scenario in a few days. After all, the Satsuki Scenario is still 200m longer than the Spring S.”

Yoshida Kawahide did not refute this point.

Although Miura Bourbon has proven that her distance will not be limited to 1600, this does not mean that she can be invincible in the long middle distance like the Spring S.

The running method of the escape horse is destined to consume a lot of physical strength, and the distance of the Triple Crown is gradually increasing, including the 2000m Satsuki Appreciation, the 2500m Japanese Derby, and the 3000m Chrysanthemum Appreciation.

The road ahead for Miura Bourbon becomes more and more difficult, and I don’t know if she can still be as successful as she was when she won the Spring S crown when the Triple Crown officially begins.

"Report to coach, 2000m has been completed."

Miura Bourbon, who was sweating in red and white sportswear, stood in front of Miyano Ryoshi and reported.

Miyano Ryoshi looked at the stopwatch in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Not bad, every 200m time is about 12 seconds."

"According to this standard, Gaoyue Shang can win, but..."

He looked into Miura Bourbon's blue eyes, which were pure and firm.

"Coach, I am willing to continue training to improve my speed."

Miura Bourbon said, with a calm tone but a hint of determination. She was regarded as a robot by her classmates and the public, but there was a flame called ideal burning in her heart.

The Triple Crown is a glorious but elusive title.

As a child, Miura Bourbon went to see Marseille with his father. Since childhood, Miura Bourbon had the characteristics of not liking words and having a poker face.

The crowd at that time was very crowded, blocking her sight, but her father put her on his neck and used his height to look through the crowd towards the arena illuminated by light.

The running figure, the rapidly swinging arms, the bright winning uniform, and...

That figure is ahead of all the racing girls.

"Oh!!!"

People in the audience cheered, and banners and flags were crisscrossed among the crowd with the name of the horse girl who won the championship.

"Winning the triple crown of Satsuki Award, Japanese Derby, and Chrysanthemum Award! The king of this era!"

At that time, the black figure stood heroically at the end of the field. It took a few seconds for the horses behind him to catch up. The king's posture and the cheers of the audience were deeply engraved in Miura Bourbon's blue eyes.

"Dad, what is the Triple Crown?"

Miura Bourbon looked down at the whirlpool above his father's head.

"The Triple Crown winner is a very powerful horse racing girl."

Little Bourbon blinked and nodded. A young seed was planted in her heart and has now taken root and sprouted.

Miura Bourbon shook the sweat from her hair and turned around, sprinting for 2000m again. She wanted to break through her limits and gain more confidence to win the triple crown that she had watched for 16 years.