Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

Chapter 240 Spring S Winner Performance

Sir Liu looked around and then took out the scarf packed in a bag.

"Here, Miura Bourbon's lounge should be over there."

Mi Yu looked at the bag containing the scarf and blinked, right! scarf! ! !

"Thank you big brother!"

After Miyu finished speaking, he picked up the bag and headed towards the Miura Bourbon Lounge.

She suddenly stopped when she thought of something.

Bourbon-san has just finished running and must have been very physically exhausted. Now she should communicate with her trainer.

Is it really okay to bother yourself now?

Seeing Mi Yu stop, Liu Sir spoke again:

"How about I give it to the winner after the performance? Going now might be a bit disturbing."

Mi Yu turned around and nodded in agreement, his tail wagging behind him a little restlessly.

The outstanding person looked at the bag in Mi Yu's hand in confusion and turned his attention to the desert hero.

The desert hero leaned into Excellent Quality's ear and whispered to her the origin of this matter.

Winner's Arena

Because G2’s Spring S and G1’s Satsuki Shou used the same arena, the winner’s performance was also at the same large stage.

The unprecedented number of spectators, the high-end equipment that has never been experienced before, the huge stage and the various flashing lights overhead are all touching the hearts of every horse racing girl.

If it were possible, there wouldn't be a horse racing girl who wouldn't want to stand in the C position on this stage and enjoy the loving eyes of everyone to show off her charm.

Miyu, who was wearing a performance costume, looked excited at Miura Bourbon who had put on a performance costume.

Bourbon is so beautiful!

Mi Yu clenched her small fist, but it was a pity that there was no cheering stick inside.

It seems that I also want to perform on stage...

Mi Yu reacted and gently patted his face, which was red with excitement.

No...Mi Yu, cheer up! You can't let the Bourbon Winner show go wrong because of yourself!

Mi Yu closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm down.

Miura Bourbon watched this scene from a distance and tilted his head.

Miyu-san...is this nervousness?

After thinking about it, Miura Bourbon stepped forward and walked to Miyu.

Miyu opened his eyes and looked at Miura Bourbon standing in front of him, stunned.

She shivered and the whole horse race girl froze, with a pair of purple-pink eyes

"What's going on...what's wrong, Bourbon-san?!"

Miura Bourbon:…

Mi Yu-san didn’t seem so nervous when we acted together last time...

Miura Bourbon looked around in confusion and then seemed to realize something. His ears were raised and his mouth was slightly open, looking a little silly.

She pointed at herself.

"Am I the reason why Mi Yu is so nervous?"

Mi Yu blushed and shook his head like a rattle.

"Is this so...I can't understand..."

Miura Bourbon touched her chin. Since it was not her, it was strange. She had no clues and was at a loss even though she was rational.

The winner's performance is about to take place. Whether it is from an individual or a group perspective, it is not a problem for Mi Yu to be so nervous all the time.

"Mi Yu, please try to get back the feeling of the drama festival. According to my judgment, it should be much better."

Miyu nodded and obediently asked about his feelings when he faced Miura Bourbon at the drama festival.

How should I put it, Miura Bourbon is also in trouble, and Miura's condition has improved a lot.

"It has been detected that Mi Yu's status has improved."

Miura Bourbon nodded. She was very satisfied with the result.

"Huh...thank you, Bourbon-san!"

"It's okay. Mi Yu, please get ready. We'll be on stage in five minutes."

"Ok!"

Unlike the three women who were vying for the position in the front row, Sir Liu and Ryoshi Miyano sat in the corner of the back row, hidden by the crowd.

Miyano Ryoshi held a cigarette between his slender index and middle fingers and puffed out smoke in his mouth.

Sir Liu took his cell phone and tapped the notice board.

"No smoking in public places."

Miyano Ryoshi took another puff of Yun's cigarette nonchalantly and waved his hands nonchalantly.

"No one is looking."

"Be careful you get caught by the security guards."

"Oh."

Miyano Ryoshi looked at the stage, the cigarette in his mouth drifting in confusion, but his eyes were cold, and the mobile phone in his pocket occasionally sounded notifications due to advertisements.

"Don't you go and see those three little guys in your team?"

"With the inner cover, nothing will happen."

"We will still be our opponents in the next game. Let me tell you first that Mi Yu is not that easy to deal with."

Miyano Ryoshi glanced helplessly at the smiling Sir Liu.

"Are you here to say harsh words?"

Sir Liu nodded in approval.

"You can think so."

Miyano Ryoshi did not fail to take Sir Liu's words to heart, firstly because he believed in Sir Liu, and secondly because the longer the distance, the worse the strength of Bourbon.

If Miyu can survive until the end of the Chrysanthemum Festival, then she may not be a strong rival of Miura Bourbon.

Although Mi Yu only finished fifth in S this spring, if it were a long-distance race... he thought, the little girl in Sir Liu's team would have performed brilliantly.

"Wow!"

As the sound sounded, the large screen behind the stage began to light up, and the spotlights above the head also turned on.

Next came the winner's performance that the horse racing girls had practiced for a long time. The audience in the audience waved their hands to the rhythm of the lights and the dancing steps of the horse racing girls.

The various cheer sticks waving in the Nuo University venue are very spectacular. If I had to describe it, it would be like a night sky full of fireflies.

Miura Bourbon's singing took the lead and echoed throughout the venue through the speakers. The hearts of the audience were agitated and they waved harder.

Miyano Ryoshi looked up at Miura Bourbon. Because of the distance, Miura Bourbon looked like a Lego minifigure in his eyes.

His eyes seemed to see the shadow of another racing girl through the figure of Miura Bourbon.

After staring for a long time, he lowered his head, knowing full well that Bourbon could not be her substitute, no one could be her substitute, and at the same time, no one could be Miura Bourbon.

He gently held the phone with Q-like elephant graffiti on it. The phone case was bought for him by the Jets.

Three undefeated crowns…

A goal that you must pursue even if you leave everything behind.

Miura Bourbon has the capital to win the Triple Crown without defeat, and he also has the talent to guide me to win the Triple Crown without defeat.

Having both, the title of undefeated Triple Crown Champion is still achievable no matter how many obstacles there are...

Looking at the smiling girls on the stage, Miyano Ryoshi put his phone in his trouser pocket, looked at Miura Bourbon on the magnified screen by the wall and twitched the corner of his mouth.

The other jockey girls danced with gentle smiles, while Miura Bourbon danced expressionlessly.

This was in huge contrast to her beautiful singing voice, but... the audience didn't seem to be disgusted.

Mi Yu seems to like this contrast.

Bourbon classmate! ! !

Miyu, who was dancing at the edge of Miura Bourbon, kept looking at Miura Bourbon, and her mind was constantly racing as she looked at her.