Horse Girl, Your Friend is Fighting Her Way Out of the Horse Racing Track

Poetry and Wine: His dark pupils gradually lost focus, and his whole body stiffened.

'That means...they have regular academic classes in the morning.'

'So yesterday I talked to her for ages and even took her to training...'

Doesn't this just tell her directly that I'm an idiot or a liar?

And that guy, Lingzuan Qibao, didn't expose me at all?

She even skipped her morning class to play along with my lame lie?!

"Ha ha…"

Poetry and Wine let out two dry laughs and covered their faces.

'So... I was the one who was kept in the dark all along?'

She felt like she wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.

I was acting all mysterious and profound yesterday morning.

It's hilarious to think about it now.

'No, calm down, it's about poetry and wine.'

Poetry and Wine took a deep breath and shook his head vigorously.

Trying to shake the image that makes your toes dig into the ground out of your mind.

'Now is not the time to dwell on these things.'

'Since the Diamond Treasures have already notified us, let's pretend nothing happened...'

She composed herself and resumed her indifferent demeanor.

"Let's go, let's go to that trainer exchange meeting."

After leaving Lidongliao.

Poetry and Wine straightened his suit and followed the route he remembered, heading towards the trainers' office building, one of the core areas of Treson Academy.

After a journey of more than ten minutes, a magnificent building came into view.

The blue and white figure they were pursuing was named Miracle: Chapter 45 Haha

It was a high-rise building, similar in size to a school building.

A huge URA logo hangs above the main entrance, exuding an undeniable sense of authority.

This is Treson's brain, the place where countless tactics, data, and dreams are incubated.

Poetry and wine push open the revolving door and enter the spacious and bright hall.

It was rush hour, and the lobby was bustling with people.

Staff in uniforms hurried past carrying documents, while assistants busy themselves at the counter.

There are many trainers like her who wear work badges.

Some were excitedly discussing the training session they had just finished, while others looked worriedly at the match schedule on their phones.

The air was filled with the aroma of coffee and the smell of heated printing paper.

Without lingering over poetry and wine, she went straight to the elevator lobby on one side of the hall.

There were four elevators side by side there, their indicator lights flashing up and down.

She walked over and pressed the up button with her slender fingers.

After waiting for a minute or two.

"Ding-dong-"

A crisp announcement sounded, and the leftmost elevator door slowly slid open.

There was no one inside.

The smooth mirror inside the elevator reflected the slightly indifferent figures of Poetry and Wine.

Poetry and wine stepped inside.

Turning around, her finger instinctively pressed the "close" button.

The two silver metal doors began to slowly close.

Just as the two doors were about to close, leaving only a crack,...

"Wait a minute—! Don't close the door yet!!"

A man's voice, filled with rapid breathing, suddenly came from afar.

The body reacts faster than the brain; upon hearing this, Poetry and Wine instinctively pressed the open button.

Her finger instantly moved from the "close" button to the "open" button and pressed it hard.

"Om-"

The elevator doors, which were closing, paused for a moment, then obediently slid open again.

Two seconds later.

A slightly disheveled figure rushed into the elevator.

Poetry and Wine took a step back without making a sound, making way for the doorway and leaning against the corner of the elevator.

The man seemed to have run all the way here.

After he rushed in, he braced himself on his knees, panting heavily.

He was wearing a slightly wrinkled dark gray suit, and his tie was askew.

He had dark circles under his eyes, and his hair was a bit messy, making him look like he had just stayed up all night.

After calming his breathing slightly, Chi Tian straightened up.

He turned his head sheepishly, looking at the poetry and wine in the corner:

"Phew... You've really gone to a lot of trouble, you've been a great help."

Their eyes met in mid-air.

"Eh?"

Poetry and Wine's originally calm eyes widened slightly.

That haggard face, and that weathered look of life...

"You are... the trainer who lent me the parasol yesterday?"

"Oh? It's you."

Chi Tian was also stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

He recognized the rookie trainer who had stood on the training field for three hours yesterday for no apparent reason.

Looking at the black-haired girl in front of him, who had regained her spirits and looked dashing in a suit.

A gentle smile appeared on Chi Tian's tired face.

"What a coincidence. I heard from someone yesterday that you seemed to have suffered severe heatstroke and fainted?"

He glanced at the poetry and wine with concern, his tone carrying the care of a senior.

"Why didn't you rest more in your dorm today? You have to come to this gathering. Aren't you alright?"

Upon hearing this, Poetry and Wine straightened their posture.

She forced a faint smile onto her face and said calmly.

"Thank you for your concern. After the doctor's treatment, I am now completely fine."

Poetry and wine paused, their tone becoming serious.

"Since it's a mandatory gathering for all trainers, as a newcomer, I naturally have no reason to be absent."

"I see... It's good that you're feeling better, don't push yourself too hard."

Chi Tian nodded, seemingly quite impressed with the newcomer's dedication.

Then he stood quietly in the elevator without saying a word.

For the next ten seconds or so, an eerie silence fell over the elevator.

Only the red numbers on the floor display screen kept changing, emitting a soft "beep, beep" sound.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward in the cramped space.

As Poetry and Wine stared at the ever-increasing numbers, the image of that black umbrella from yesterday suddenly came to mind.

The situation was chaotic at the time, so the umbrella must have been lost by the Diamond Treasure or taken away by someone else later.

to be frank.

Poetry and wine don't like owing people things, especially the favor of helping them when they are in trouble.

As the elevator was about to reach the top-floor conference room.

“Um…Mr. Chida.”

Poetry and wine suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

Chi Tian turned his head: "Hmm?"

"About the umbrella from yesterday..."

Poetry and Wine pursed their lips and said somewhat apologetically.

"The incident happened so suddenly that the umbrella might be lost. I'm very sorry, I will buy you a new one to replace it."

Chi Tian paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

He smiled and shook his head, speaking casually and tolerantly.

"No need, no need, it's just an ordinary parasol, don't worry about it. After all, I didn't need it at the time."

"No, you can't calculate it that way."

The tone of poetry and wine is resolute.

"I'm already very grateful for your kindness, how could I let you suffer any more losses? I will buy you a new one to return to you."

Without waiting for Chi Tian to refuse, she took out the brand-new cell phone from her pocket and handed it to him.

"If it's convenient, let's exchange contact information. I'll contact you after I've made my purchase."

Seeing the serious look on the black horse girl's face, Chi Tian scratched his head helplessly.

"Well... alright, since you insist."

He stopped refusing and took out his own phone.

"drop."

Friend added successfully.

Just then, with a "ding-dong," the elevator arrived at the top floor.

The silver elevator doors slowly opened, and a cacophony of voices could be heard outside.

Poetry and Wine: They had arrived at the gathering that was about to begin.

"Then, please."

Chi Tian pressed the door open button, indicating that poetry and wine should take priority.

"Thank you."

Poetry and Wine nodded slightly and stepped out of the elevator.

The elevator doors opened again.

Poetry, wine, and Chi Tian joined the bustling flow of trainers in the corridor.

After saying their polite goodbyes, the two walked in different directions within the venue.

This is a multi-functional hall on the top floor, which was clearly specially decorated for this gathering.