In the restructuring laboratory during the lunch break, Elie Suko looked at the lunch box that Ormo was carrying, and then looked at the Meipu Bourbon behind him, showing a subtle smile.

"So, guinea pig-kun, I remember I just asked you to prepare lunch and tea."

"Didn't you bring it?" Raising his hand and clicking on the lunch box he had just placed on the table, Omer glanced at the gradually cluttered furnishings on the test bench, and then looked at the speedy child on the side and beckoned, "Eat it while it's hot, and see if it suits your taste." ”

At the end, he suddenly asked again: "Wasn't he still a trainer before he said that?" Why did you become a guinea pig at this time? ”

"Are you really unclear about the reasons for this change in definition?"

Looking at the silent and calm face of the Mirpo Bourbon, Étude did not expect to see anything wrong with the face of the school's famous 'Cyber Horse', but it was difficult to see her motionless like an object.

As a researcher who often needs to observe the condition of experimental subjects, Erie is quite confident in her observational ability.

But this cyberhorse lady seems to be at an extraordinarily high level in terms of 'disguise'.

She didn't want to disguise, her every move was the strongest disguise.

In the face of that emotionless undulating face, you can't tell what she's thinking.

Thinking a little about the comments he had heard, and then thinking about the other party's behavior of standing in front of the mass media and squatting at the door of the examination room that day, Ally Suzi turned her head directly to look at Omer on the side:

"What's your trick here? Kidnapping a candidate will not escape the experiment. ”

She still remembered that Ally Digital had said that the Meipu Bourbon had stopped moving after that squatting, as if she had completely let go of the matter.

Now, it seems, this is clearly not the case.

I think that if there is no encirclement before me, the airborne trainer meets the horse racing lady who has just terminated the contract with the trainer, and maybe his position is the other party's.

Think about the previous momentum of Guinea Pig Jun, that momentum must have persuaded Meipu Bourbon to sign a contract, and everything was originally in the interview topic of "Meipu Bourbon" to let Guinea Pig Jun show his existence, and then Meipu Bourbon's initiative to appear in the public eye, and then to today's encounter, and even a sense of predestined to meet inevitably.

No. The theory of fate is not reliable, the students of the Department of Destiny believe this, and the researchers have long been convinced that 'God rolls the dice' on the basis of quantum entanglement proofs, and that too many things in this world are random.

The only way to resist the randomness is a strong enough will, undiscouraged practice, and unparalleled planning, which is where the motivation of the researchers lies.

After all, even the so-called destinedness was destroyed by his own breakthrough - thinking of this, Erie Suzi didn't change her standing posture anymore, as if she didn't hear herself ask Guinea Pig-kun, just standing in a daze.

His gaze softened suddenly in silence.

The horse racer who demanded his own excessively strict training was even more demanding by the previous trainer, which is a brief description of the deeds of Meipu Bourbon.

Even so, she persevered, but in the end, she was overloaded and had problems with her body.

As a result, the reputation of the Meipu Bourbon in the arena was far from its peak, but it had already spread in student circles with the unexaggerated word 'desperate'.

Elie Suko didn't know what her goal was, but she also felt that since she could fight for that part, she gave up early and was moved by Guinea Pig-kun's words, which was a little embarrassing compared to the other party

When you think that you have intercepted the other party's way, it is natural that you can't treat the other party harshly.

"I haven't said anything yet, why do you seem to have a big realization as if your brain has been replenished ten years later?"

At this time, the words of the guinea pig on the side made her immediately turn around, and she saw that the other party had already opened the lunch box.

"Seeing that you were looking at Meipu Bourbon in a daze, and didn't even listen to my answer, I will help you uncover it first," Omer said, pointing to the food in the lunch box, "Let's eat first, talk about whether it suits the taste or not, and adjust it next time." ”

Seeing that this guy had a completely natural appearance, Erie Suko was a little tired and asked, "Are you going to leave her there completely?" ”

"Not really."

Aumer shook his head and raised his hand towards the pile of debris across the test bench, from which a bright silver half-void claw was conjured and a well-deserved seat was drawn.

The circle outlined the flow of water to rinse, and the following air flow quickly dried, a series of processes that were very smooth and fast, and then he placed the chair next to Mei Pubo:

"You sit down first."

"Thank you."

Witnessing this process, even Elie Suzi was stunned, but Meipu Bourbon was only silent for a while, nodding and thanking.

On the other hand, Elie Suko leaned closer to look at Omer's palm, which looked like an ordinary person:

"Although I know your professional race of Guinea Pig King, I'm still a little surprised to see such a skilled source energy technique."

"I think it has nothing to do with occupation or race, normal people can do it after a lot of study and practice." Aumer, who withdrew his palm from the other's hand, put his hand on the other's shoulder, pushed the other, and turned to sit back.

"The Mage's Hand, the Water Condensation Technique, and the Clear Wind Seal are all of the most rudimentary, and they will be contemptuously called the source art of tricks."

Although it is the most rudimentary, the more life-like source art can also reflect the basic skills, and Omer's hand can at least show quite good control accuracy, especially with the mage's hand to simulate his demonized arm.

It was still his whim.

It's a small parody of the character in 'No Memory'.

Presumably, increasing mana output can have a similar effect of increasing output, but it will also affect the stability of the spell.

So at this stage, Omer, that is, has changed a set of special effects skins for the mage's hand.

"And you should concentrate on eating, since you are an athlete who is going to be on the field, at least you must ensure that you don't get stomach problems with stomach pain in the middle of the game, right?"

Being able to push a very reluctant horse racer to sit down is probably a visually striking picture for others, but there is no one here, only an OMO Mapp Bourbon.

However, this is still the speed of the child does not really plan to wrestle, otherwise with many junior high school Ma Niang can pull out the heavy truck that fell into the mud as a benchmark, as a high school Ma Niang, Aili Suzi is just a disadvantage.

Omerzhen demanded that he be stabilized and become a demon first.

"It's not my style to eat honestly with questions," Elie Suko, who was sitting in a chair, wrinkled her eyebrows at the height-suppressed Omer, "so what are you bringing her here for?" ”

"I'll talk to you, or as a horse girl, you should know that Central Traison actually has a contract mechanism for acting trainers, right?"

Acting trainers, as distinguished from formal trainers.

Just as an agent signed a contract with weak coercion, the essence is similar to the teacher who teaches Ma Niang's cultural courses, you can give advice to the horse racing girl, and Ma Niang can also decide whether to listen to it at will, which is also the most common contract signed as a rookie trainer.

After all, rookie trainers generally need to accumulate ability and qualifications, and they are easy to be despised by powerful Ma Niang at the beginning, and they are not valued by their colleagues, and they cannot find a formal Ma Niang to take on the role, which has led to a large number of signing of this 'agent trainer contract'.

Compared with the regular trainer's training plan schedule, the acting trainer's training mode is more inclined to: free-range.

That is, once in a while, come by and give a few suggestions.

The more arrogant the horse racing lady is, the more inclined she is to this kind of contractual relationship, after all, before them, there has been a Rudolph symbolizing this kind of 'trainer exchange is not a big use', and finally ran out of the peak of his career or even no trainer state 'role model'.

At present, the Traison Academy has even had a retired horse racing lady as a trainer, and a horse racing girl started running races without a trainer -

- Of course, both of these are rare exceptions, but the number of five fingers is based on the success of the career or the outstanding family power, and there are additional resources to replace the trainer's handling of the various event processes as much as possible.

It is precisely based on the above that Omer, a trainer who signed a high school horse girl on the first day of his arrival, and has never even gone to see the debut match, can be described as extraordinary.

However, neither the trainer nor Ma Niang cared much about this, and the latter even thought about it: "Of course I understand, so you plan to be her acting trainer?" ”

"That's it? I agreed. ”

"I thought we needed to talk a lot."" Just don't get in my way. ”

Looking at Elie Suko, who began to lift the tableware, Omer was surprised.

Remembering that the other party didn't want to eat at all before, but now he didn't say anything and started to dry his head, considering the amount of rice that the horse racer had specially added was steadily decreasing, it seemed that this meal was still appetizing - as soon as Omo thought so, he saw the other party suddenly look up.

She shook her chopsticks dissatisfiedly: "Vitamins, minerals, proteins and carbohydrates are all moderately considered, and the nutritional balance is qualified, but it is too light!" ”

"Next time you adjust, do you like salty or sweet or spicy?" Omer asked, knocking on the light screen of the terminal, and it was not surprising why she felt so light and ate so much.

This kind of research freak won't mind even if she is given an energy bar during the research period, only the trainer will mind.

At least study how to be kind to yourself when you take a breath.

"Salty," said Elle, as she began to unpack the drink box that had been placed with the lunch box, "but the refreshments still have to be sweet." ”

"Okay."

Omer, who had typed the memo, turned his head to glance at the Meipu Bourbon, who was still sitting upright and sitting not far away, looking at the two of them, and then turned to look at Eli Suko.

"Then I'll go and sign a contract with Meipu Bourbon first, after all, she still has normal classes in the afternoon."

Acting trainers are not entitled to the full treatment of trainers, and neither are the racing girls under their command enjoying the freedom of having acting trainers.

For the time being, the Bourbon still has to take classes with the uncontracted racing girls, except that during the basic training and event lectures, the acting trainer can come over at any time to supervise the adjustment - until participating in the debut race.

At the beginning of the debut competition, there is no need for basic courses, and it is time to train separately in the established direction.

This is the trainer in charge or the horse lady self-discipline.

"Go ahead, let's go," Suzi, who took a sip of black tea, waved her hand, it seemed that compared to food, it was still Qimen's black tea that satisfied her, "Come back as soon as possible, you still owe an experiment." ”

That's quite expensive, considering that it is to have a good relationship with the future Ma Niang, Meipu Bourbon was fortunate enough to see the rare demeanor of Omer going to the drink shop with his face on his shoulder.

But that gesture will be more obvious, right?

Just like at this moment, when Ormer heard the reminder that the writing experiment was read as a test medicine, his expression was not very good.

Unexpectedly, he had missed out on the University of Source Energy Engineering, but he could still feel the academic atmosphere of the university's Department of Chemistry, which really touched him.

Sure enough, the requirements did not arrive, but the number of monthly tickets, rewards, and the degree of interaction were still very touching (although those alliance leaders really were)

Anyway, I'll try to keep it until the end of the month, and give back to you for your support.

(End of chapter)