Chapter 94: Feeling worse than going to school

The memory of Ma Niang on rainy days is always complicated.

Some Mama will like the heavier grassland and splashing mud, while others will avoid it.

The representative of Qianming, who has had a representative victory on rainy days, will probably be the former.

As the saying goes, memory will gradually fade and gradually fade.

But both technology and magic can make up for this.

Even without chips, Ma Niang from the university department will have great attainments in source energy and will not be much worse for brain development.

Qianming represents that indirect response, but it is just because of the complex mood.

Oh, it's rainy day.

For Qianming representatives, rainy days mean not only events and training, but also the last memory.

She is rare, and she also encountered a horse racing girl on a rainy day in retirement.

When it leaves in the eyes of the public, it is rainy.

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Under the continuous drizzle, the umbrellas in front of the stands bloom like flowers, stacked together, so it is hard to say whether they can glimpse the grass from the gap.

This is the retirement style represented by Qianming. He won 8 games in his career in 15 games. It is not a good result from the data alone. After all, in her era, a symbol of Rudolf appeared.

Just like Zhou Yu met Zhuge Liang who came out of nowhere, he was suppressed everywhere and failed to win several challenges.

It was not until the Jiemen District Racecourse on October 6 that she ushered in the end of Mr.C.B's fate.

The rain should have a bleak chill, but it was dispersed by a large enough number of waiting crowds.

And when the protagonist walked to the stands and waved, someone shouted:

"Hey! The rain has stopped. Close the umbrella! Let everyone see Qianming!"

"Can you close the umbrella temporarily?" Someone responded so and set an example.

As someone took the initiative to set an example, people around him also put away their umbrellas.

The vision became wider, and the brown-haired Madam wearing a coat seemed to have noticed this. She shook her hand and the jacket was flying down. The victory and defeat server that would arouse cheers and crazy whenever she appeared on the field.

The horse racing girl will inevitably wear a special custom suit when she sets up at the G1 level. It is not only a condensation of the horse racing girl's personality and dreams, but even at the end of everything, she should show her due style.

But at this moment, the previous shouts and praises never appeared, and even the unwilling roars or the reluctant refusal to keep them.

The rain did not stop at all, and a group of wet figures waved their arms vigorously in silence, in response to the greeting of the horse racing girl.

She held her coat in one hand and waved her vigorously at everyone with the other. Her bright smile was actually not real in the eyes of people far away, but there were always people who were willing to help each other, using technology and source energy to build a relatively clear picture for those friends who were not familiar with each other.

There is no traditional Live, nor a warm-up speech.

She just came to say hello to everyone who supported her, and even said goodbye in the future, as if it was just a small matter and she would still gallop on the track.

In such a scene, the sound of rain blurred most of the noise, and everyone watched her light figure gradually leaving the grass.

For every audience who witnessed the closing ceremony, it was an unforgettable past.

It's like time that is forever engraved, not to mention that someone will catch a rare cold after that.

The memory is also blurred when it comes to this.

He could have called the chip function, but the lower-level version of the function was unable to capture fragments of the dream for him.

So Aomo woke up in a little confused manner, and the subconscious imbalance made him move suddenly, and the obvious stepping sound also attracted a slight turn of a pair of brown horses.

"I said, can you not sleep in the lab?"

It’s not about concern but complaining, and the attitude is as always.

Ali Suzi, who was poking his head out of the test bench, was still holding a piece of tweezers in his hand, staring at the sleepy Omer on the seat. After confirming that he was not seriously injured, he retracted his head and observed the slide in his hand.

Just muttering and complaining:

"How could there be a guinea pig who came to the activity room and fell asleep on a chair? If I hadn't had my sleeping appearance as honest as a guinea pig, I would have to drive you out."

".Feel sorry."

Omo looked down at the white coat that was plunging on her body. He knew who the shoulder width design was much smaller than that of an adult man.

But it was a little surprised, after all, I haven't seen it yesterday.

Although it is natural for the researcher to have a white coat, and some people who are not even want to play the role of the whole set, they have never seen such things in the room yesterday, and today it suddenly appears, which makes him subconsciously think about his intentions.

Maybe it's some kind of expectation? Omo thought.

Expectation is an inconvenient mentality. Whether it is rising or falling, it will have different behaviors. When you deliberately change into a pair of high-heeled boots and white coats that are different from yesterday, and the boots you see through the empty bar below the experimental table are still as smooth as new, your expectations cannot be hidden.

I still want to run very much. Although I acted like "It's better to do experiments than running" from the beginning, Ma Niang would still want to run in the end.

Omo, who withdrew his gaze from the boots, lifted his white coat and stood up.

I expanded my chest and stretched my waist.

"How long have I slept?"

"Do you don't have a terminal? Guizhujun."

The words are as thorny as ever, but at least I have noticed that Aomer uses a terminal rather than a mobile phone.

Omo, who didn't care much about this rebellion, did activate the terminal and check it out. It was 9:34 in the morning. It seemed that he had only slept for more than two hours, and was quite stable.

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This is his second day as a trainer.

If you are not sleeping enough, you will never be able to adjust.

This is also natural, after all, he worked all night last night.

As dusk approached yesterday, he received an application for a friend who had a real name to surf the Internet.

ID: West Wild Flower,

Verified by UmaLine.

The other end of this roommate in Miura Bourbon’s account may be himself or Miura Bourbon, but it does not hinder the interaction of his information.

Regarding the venue performance of Miura Bourbon, the distance suitability, the narrative and evaluation under different running methods, and even the speed fluctuation table and score lines, the entire compressed package file turned into dazzling data after Omer decompression.

Then it was reorganized one by one by one by one by Omo into what he was used to dealing with.

This kind of processing can really speed up efficiency, just like the decoration of the room, everyone has their own way of placing it, but they can do it in some ways to "know where to put something".

Of course, there are also people who are lost, but there are also many rooms that are extremely messy at first glance, but they can always find their target objects as soon as possible.

This type of person has a unique self-tempo and has become a habit.

Omo is one of these people too.

His placement of the room was universally neat, and the placement of various data required another logic. At this time, Aomo had to admit that the game information of "Horse Racing" that Bi Ze once said provided him with some reference, such as the more gamified "speed", "endurance", and "power" to summarize it is indeed easy to understand.

It's just not very useful.

He would rather use more erratic letters to define it than overly precise and rigid numbers, and then throw all those things into the recycling bin after formally considering the training plan.

He knew very well that the summary he made was only used to better grasp the situation, not really meant that his wife would perform according to the values.

Bi Ze once mentioned that the game still has the mood. If it were reality, there would be too many factors that influence performance.

Just at four o'clock yesterday afternoon, he came to the training ground in the north of the college to do the test with her, carrying a set of testing instruments prepared by Alice Suzi.

For research, I have also entered a lot of horse racing girls data, and my familiarity and professionalism even made Omo speechless.

He was instructed by the other party how to use instruments that measure and record cardiac potential, heart rate, breathing and electromyography, and the latter even prepares the blood oxygen concentration measurement instruments every loop.

It's so thorough that most trainers can't do this, and they even think that Ali Suzi is a little bit of a big deal.

So they are not trainers for Alisuko either.

On the other hand, Aomo completely accepted and even praised this professionalism, and was even very grateful that his role was Ali Suzi.

After all, if these instruments that he thought were indeed quite necessary, if they were purchased by themselves... some were busy and some were heartbroken.

Not only do you need professional insight in your choice, but you can spend money even more.

But it should be overwhelming that the girl was actually hiding the rich woman. After all, after measuring the values, Aomo realized that these values ​​were not ideal.

Although this data is very consistent with a researcher Ma Niang who has been indoors for a long time, it is naturally not enough to go to the court.

Not to mention anything else, it is far from the nearby Miura Bourbon.

It is true that Miura Bourbon is a senior character with amazing training. It is normal for Ari Suko to be unable to compare, but that is less than a quarter of it is still too much, and he must get a heavy punch!

Overall, the only thing that is dazzling is explosive power.

But that is not worthy of praise either.

Alice Suzi was famous for the end of the "super-high speed" in the trial competition a year ago and the debut competition immediately afterwards. However, she lined up those trainers who actively recommended themselves to choose to live in the empty classroom on the third floor, and even the thick curtains were always pulled up.

From time to time, there were sniffles from the 'victim' occasionally screams.
To be continued...