Chapter 1294

NO. 198: Competitive Spirit

Leader.

Usually, Aomo Lindun's leadership has only one, and that is Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan Misei.

As a trainer of Central Tresen, there should be some grassroots managers as superiors, but Central Tresen follows such a divine hierarchy.

Above trainers there is no position like trainer supervisor, directly it is the chairman, and besides, there should be vice chairmen, but there are none, only a chairman's secretary who in actual duties is not considered a superior, but because they have to convey the chairman's words, trainers always treat them as if the chairman is present and show respect.

Besides, personal charm is also a factor; Miss ShunChuan has always been sparing no effort in helping trainers and horse girls, and this accumulated prestige itself has already made authority levels irrelevant.

Of course, if judging by authority, between trainers and the chairman, there still exists a student council.

After all, this is Central Tresen under student council self-governance; even trainers' affairs can be handled by the student council, and many trainers show respect toward student council officials as if facing superiors.

But such management relations are not permitted at the legal level.

The one who actually pays trainers' salaries is still the chairman, and the one who physically calculates the accounts is the chairman's secretary, but Aomo has to say, besides Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan Misei as his leader, he indeed has another leader in the student council.

【Ludaofu Xiangzheng】

It has to be said, the symbol family really is giving him money every month, and not a little.

It is completely based on the standard of Central Tresen's highest trainer salary plus the monthly conversion of one G1 race victory prize money.

The so-called sponsorship has been like this for several months, making Aomo, who never trained Ludaofu, occasionally rise a few subtle thoughts.

It's almost like being kept.

Not only a few subtle, but also a few offensive, so he cannot think too much, after all, saying it all stems from the 'self-destruction' of Yuechi Symbol, Aomo knows that helping deal with family disgrace and still counting as saving the old head and future head, rounding off counts as preserving the symbol family's turning danger into safety, being given this money is acceptable, even saying it's too little.

Those symbol family members who have even a bit of sense should have no objections, and those without sense, like Sirius Symbol that guy who always comes to provoke and stir up trouble, find himself trouble—should be reprimanded and warned by other family members.

It is probably because Ludaofu is often around, letting those people's thoughts become demented, thinking 'the head has no objection, so we also pretend not to see,' thus allowing her to continue……Aomo on this just thinks simply, too lazy to think more deeply about other possibilities and eliminate them one by one.

For him this is not important; what matters is the feeling of the symbol family giving him money each month is very subtle, after all, the mutual perceptions are unequal, and emotional value is also unequal.

He clearly knows he owes great gratitude to the symbol family, but his own feeling about the past is that he enthusiastically threatened an idol-diving netizen and blew his 'gold coins.'

Don't mention taking any risk, he was very willing and proactive!

Even less to mention those waste card materials conversion provided so many single draw opportunities, besides seeing the Speed Symbol that old D—old lady, he is quite happy.

And this also lets the symbol family give him a large sum to leap into the middle class in one go, and still maintain the momentum of monthly payments—unequal perception plus past frugal perspective often lets him rise such subtle thoughts.

Holding this money, how much is somewhat unsettling.

Let him be extremely tolerant of Sirius Symbol's always out-of-line behavior and attitude……understanding this money as receiving payment to look after this troublesome woman makes it feel more solid……

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Then is this… still the feeling of being kept?

And even refined into the feeling of being a kept male companion?

Taking money perfunctorily, looking after troublesome women?

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For a moment, Aomo, who finds no other solution to this line of thought, always strives to avoid thinking about this, after all, this is still not like trying to hypnotize himself into believing he spent great effort, suffered great loss, handled Yuechi Symbol, and earned this treatment.

——Although it is fact, but reversing perception indeed requires trying self-hypnosis.

The serious man is just this troublesome, and when a serious man receives a call from a serious woman, that story begins.

Lu: "Did you hear Xiaomei Miss say you brought Aizhi and them to the β training field, and how did it turn out?"

Ao: "Very smooth, able to refine the current effort direction, and no one got hurt."

Lu: "Atmosphere? Are everyone's mental states not too stable?"

Ao: "Really perceptive to the finest detail, but rather than saying not too stable, it's more like not too able to understand."

Aomo, whom the boss proactively asked about this, was originally overjoyed, still thinking the answer to the unsolved mystery would be delivered right away, but upon hearing the end, he felt somewhat surprised.

And his answer also triggered the other party's surprise.

Lu: "Not too able to understand?"

Lu: "Are the girls' competitive hearts so hard to understand?"

"Competitive heart?" Aomo listened stunned for a moment, "Are the girls' competitive hearts needing to exclude trainers to conduct internal confrontation?"

Although he cannot deny Aizhi and Suzi are very likely, but children like Chazuo and Bourbon should not be like that.

Could it be that Zhouri Ningjing gave Chazuo some bad idea?

He was still hesitating whether a violent female ghost older sister's bad influence on the obedient younger sister, when the other end of the call directly judged: "Of course! Internal competition is each one's own affair, has nothing to do with trainers, even Suzi wouldn't want to drag you in."

"Sounds like a battlefield where getting involved would be torn apart." Aomo arose with solemn respect.

"If it were an ordinary trainer, it really might be possible, Aomo trainer also needs to pay attention to be careful and timely rely on the physical quality strengthened by demonization to avoid injury," Lu DaoFu Xiangzheng earnestly advised, "Every year similar files are submitted to the desk, and victims are mostly trainers training multiple horse girls at once."

"I think I still have some grasp on balancing water," Ao said somewhat sweating, "that is, the so-called balance, but is this really a problem of competitive heart?"

Changing to some colleagues, they would probably nod repeatedly to the emperor's sharp insights, but he somewhat feels something is not quite right.

Moreover, not mentioning whether the horse girls' impulsive bodily clashes could threaten him, the root of this matter truly is competitive heart?

Lu DaoFu Xiangzheng himself also, completely has no experience of such matters?

Everyone knows that before and mid-emperor there were no stable trainers, later even no trainers, all trainers are consumables, and those who signed with the emperor trainers will pour all their heart and soul into her for various reasons, unable to attend to other horse girls at all.

To say competition this matter, it's hard to say whether Qianming, who repeatedly loses and fights, represents or not represents Lu DaoFu Xiangzheng's competition object, but to say winning over her another player still in secret rehabilitation, the GeChengWangPai champion……that winning once then running (meaning retirement) again counts as what kind of competitive object?

At most it's just unforgettable?

And this unforgettable is what bad to mention to trainers? You guys still able to spark some yuri romance?

That really is good good good, I want to write it into next document……bad, Umastar wants to recover from inside Aomo Lindun's body, hurry to reseal it, Aomo still taking a long breath, feeling he guarded something.

Just hear that side firmly assert:

"Of course it's the competitive heart problem! Girls' competitive hearts can also nurture wicked extreme things, Aomo, you also need to pay attention whether their recent behavior will cross the line."

"Remember it in your heart."

Although I always feel something's off, the conclusion is always fine, so Aomo just went along with it, saying, then after thinking a bit more asked: "By the way, you're not contacting me just for this, are you?"

"Of course not, I'm here to confirm your schedule." The tone on the other end of the call showed no change, but the formal phrasing "schedule" still gave Aomo an illusory sense of authority.

"Do you have time the day after tomorrow?"

"I can make it work, what's up?"

These past few days, the student council has still been forwarding emergency requests, written as some minor odd jobs, to this side, largely because the public media publicity trend has shifted, leading to Aomo's mercenary identity being gradually accepted by everyone, causing many girls with 'unspeakable secrets' to directly target the only agency team based at the school.

In a broad sense, the work nature of the agency mercenaries is like high-end detectives, and 'unspeakable secret'-style requests coming in is the norm—this is exactly what Aomo once longed for: finding stray cats and dogs and catching adulterers in small jobs, only the timing of their appearance was very poor—

—at that time, Aomo was too busy, so such work was handed over to Ten Jia and them to judge whether they had time to handle it.

But now, the work Rudolf proposed is roughly indispensable to him.

"Accompany me to attend a press conference, which will take about half an hour."

"This is really sudden—won't it be an announcement of a comeback? Since you called me… uh…… is there also a public appearance by the trainer?"

"Exactly, you understand this well enough that I don't need to say much," Rudolf laughed, "and you don't need to respond to media questions—just speak up when I speak, so—"

She drew out the sound and asked: "Do you have this time?"

It appeared somewhat unique and yet solemn.

Perhaps there was still some nervousness?

Not a video call, only voice judgment—Aomo wasn't sure if this feeling was an illusion, but his answer always came without hesitation.

"Of course I do."

"It's an honor to participate in this moment."