Chapter 197: Insincere Words, Xi Qi Feng

Xi Qi Feng is a very capable trainer, as evidenced by the fact that he has more than five horse girls under his command.

Silent Suzuka, Special Week, Great Shock, Yamato Red Steed, Vodka, Tokai Emperor, Super Little Bay.

Not mentioning this year's contracts, Yamato Red Steed and Vodka have not yet officially stepped onto the debut race.

The names of the remaining horse girls can truly be called renowned, even glorious.

The names of Special Week and Great Shock need no elaboration; Silent Suzuka, of the same generation as Special Week, also has the praise of a 'textbook-level great escape'.

Moreover, speaking of the career prime, Tokai Emperor, whose fame is at its peak, and Super Little Bay, which having just participated in the debut race not long ago earned the praise 'Today a small stream, tomorrow a great river'.

There is not a single weak one among them.

It is said that the achievements of horse girls are also medals for trainers; Xi Qi Feng undoubtedly ranks among the world's top trainers, having earned the reputation of a genius at a young age under thirty.

Externally, for now, this is his image.

His handsome appearance and excellent results are indeed suitable for shaping the publicity front of a trainer, and his own cooperation in business has also attracted many women who were not originally very interested in horse girls to join the horse girl trainer profession.

Although the vast majority of these women will be weeded out by the exams.

The obsession with looking at handsome men is hard to resist against cold study materials, but as long as one still remembers the horse girl races, being able to bring over outsiders uninterested in racing also counts as a successful packaging.

It is rare for a trainer to have a fan club of over a thousand people; reaching the G2 horse girl threshold with tens of thousands is even rarer, and Xi Qi Feng is a trainer who has surpassed the G1 horse girl threshold, with a fan count exceeding four hundred thousand.

The abundance of his data also left a deep impression on Aomo, who collected his data back then.

It's hard to have such a luxurious information problem.

There is too much information, so much that screening it is extremely difficult.

Official information, paparazzi-gathered information, colleagues' evaluations and even jokes……and even those who similarly compile information to understand the other party as 'peers'——Aomo analyzes that these are aimed at his horse girls, but the purpose of those people analyzing these is hard to say.

Xi Qi Feng has many toxic fans and private fan meals.

There are also quite a few people who dislike him.

Then his hypocrisy and flamboyance, etc., will spread rumors of his involvement with horse girls, and then the police will arrest him by following the internet line.

But actually, his hypocrisy in this regard is not entirely baseless.

After all, Xi Qi Feng's image promotion is aimed at a handsome, proud, genius prince, while in reality, the private Xi Qi Feng……

Aomo glanced at the other party's ID in the chat room:

【I am definitely broke】

After adding as a friend, clicking further one can still see past IDs:

【Today I got kicked, it's awesome!】

【Why does this month have 31 days?】

【Hospital private rooms are so expensive】

【No staying in hospital rooms in the second half of the year!】

……

The reason why Trainer Xi Qi Feng did not appear in the February trainer magazine spread has been found.

However, it's not very surprising, after all Aomo knows this person is indeed a frequent hospital visitor.

Due to his overly busy schedule, the Ascendant's cultivation has yielded little results; although he has not neglected concocting magic potions and elixirs, it merely turned him from a frail ordinary person into someone not so frail.

He can still be kicked by a horse girl into the infirmary.

If something happens to him outside, he must be sent to the hospital.

After becoming famous, all sorts of things will happen.

Even going out is no longer such a free matter.

Moreover, one cannot necessarily show their true self; leisure places also need to be sufficiently safe or sufficiently secluded and niche.

Just like the coffee shop at Zhouri Ningjing, it can let you lay down your heavy mask and enjoy a moment of tranquility.

Such similarly positioned establishments are also not few in the surface layer of the Jiemen area.

With sufficient seclusion or sufficient threshold, they create a relaxation free from others' interference or disturbance.

Aomo is currently at this small bar, located in Jiemen Xiqu, less than 2 km from Telesen Academy, and its threshold is limited to trainers.

Upon entry, one must present a trainer badge and have their information verified for a match.

This is also one of the team-building points for trainers.

Although Telesen Academy has a prepared public lounge for trainers, it usually has few people inside.

These people's team-building activities often concentrate on after-work bars, mobile izakayas, travel hotspots during winter and summer vacations, holiday resorts, and even the coordinates of a certain deep-infiltration game, or the bed of a certain hotel.

Except for Aomo's special 19, they are all upstanding adults starting at twenty-three or twenty-four, and some sex lives are also natural.

There are even cases where horse girls and trainers mix together——when the horse girls are still in puberty, such affairs naturally count as disqualifying romances. Once discovered, trainers are to be punished, dismissed, or even publicly criticized; horse girls likewise receive penalties, though not to the point of expulsion, and important privacy protection and psychological counseling must necessarily be added.

Therefore, rumors about Xi Qi Feng's male-female relationships are thus so deadly, even the school is urging the police to handle it immediately.

But all of these have nothing to do with Aomo.

After all, he hasn't even gone to that public lounge, let alone been assigned an office; so far, the colleagues he has some interaction with, aside from Yan Hui Er being a chance encounter, the others are all those who actively visited.

He appears to be purely autistic.

Now, among the exchanges of those few active colleagues in the chat room, Aomo Lindun has already become what kind of rare role?

Telesen has a low spawn rate; you only hear its name, never see the person.

Especially these past two days, he has been moving about frequently; if not for having previously asked Chengtian Bai Ren for help, he would likely already have had 'enthusiastic' colleagues come to express dissatisfaction.

Such as the saying, 'Those applying to be trainers must focus on work and not delay the horse girls' time,' and similar remarks.

In Aomo's information archive, there indeed are several such colleagues in the Central who are eager to teach and warm-hearted.

But at least for now, there is no opportunity to cause trouble for them.

Soon the summer vacation will arrive, and they also have even less time to pay attention to this side.

During the long vacation, it's also unknown how many trainers will still appear on campus.

Maybe, aside from himself, he has no one.

This isn't him underestimating his colleagues' strength; rather, there are several places in the Jiemen Area with Saichang that have training effects, and each place boasts its own specialized training features tailored to certain fields.

There's really no need to insist on going back to school.

This way, the chance to socialize and build connections must happen within a few days; otherwise, the next time we see the colleagues gather will be two months later.

Let's first get to know Xi Qi Feng today.

The Prince Trainer, and such, I had only ever seen his data on the light screen before.

Aomo thought while glancing at the light screen's entry for Xi Qi Feng above, but he didn't activate it.

After looking it over once, recalling it in his mind wasn't bad; since the appointed time was near, he refrained from the rude act of looking at the other's data in person.

Even if he had turned on private mode.

Having seen that back view in front of the coffee shop, some past doubts seemed to be answered, and he began to distrust the light screen's private mode less.

"Linton Trainer, I'm not late, am I?"

As the footsteps and greetings entered the bar together, Aomo turned his head and saw a completely unfamiliar face with brown hair and golden eyes, unkempt.

He also wasn't surprised, shaking his head: "Exactly the time, Xi Qi Trainer."

Then he saw the other raise a hand and point vaguely at midair; next, a data-stream effect rendered from top to bottom, revealing the other's true appearance, matching the impression of black hair and red pupils—essentially an Eastern handsome face wearing cosmetic contacts.

A twenty-seven-year-old with a twenty-three-year-old face—who knows if taking some youth-preserving pills counts as good maintenance?

Aomo felt nothing special about that face—not only because he had seen too many photos and videos of the person while organizing their data, but also because his foster father, Mo Lisen, had an excessively handsome face.

It matched the beautified vampire image on screen, yet unfortunately he had a mouth.

How could this senior Xi Qi Feng be any different?

Take a look at his past ID; the image of a handsome, proud, genius prince is just publicity, while the life of occasionally being hospitalized and getting kicked to the infirmary by horse girls is the norm.

He is somewhat dissolute and often even short of money.

Being deliberately given tilted resources by the URA Association for publicity, the cultivated trainer became the industry's flagship face; moreover, he was the top earner among trainers at Teiresen Academy, once even sweeping the bonuses for two consecutive years—such a guy would be short of money, and Aomo once wondered what his spending plan was.

Then, by piecing together information from multiple sources, he came up with a bill.

It's very reasonable, a high-consumption bill.

Horseshoes, preparing and replacing competition outfits, training grounds, hot spring recuperation, skill training, elixirs containing magic potions, and the weekly expense of treating his subordinate horse girls to high-end restaurants—he succeeded in achieving the ultimate paycheck-to-paycheck lifestyle.

But it's also clear that his cultivation of the horse girls is a genuine all-out effort, painstakingly devoted.

Xi Qi Feng's reputation on campus isn't bad either; it's just that it's somewhat mixed with subtle elements.

For example, he would sometimes suddenly touch a horse girl's leg—he seems to care about personally feeling the condition of the horse girl's leg muscles.

Then he got kicked over and fell to the ground.

From initially being sent straight to the infirmary, to gradually needing several kicks before being sent there, it's clear that some of the drugs he personally bought really do have an effect.

Aomo could see that he had considered cultivating as an ascendant; many of his medicine expenses were clearly aimed at strengthening the foundation and nurturing the origin, but his rank evaluation never showed any movement.

He's probably just really busy…… and hasn't truly converted those medicinal effects into strengthening his own strength.

Although he felt it was extremely wasteful of money, Aomo could also understand the state of being so busy from dawn to dark that there's no time for cultivation.

"All right, there's some traffic today, right," he said, chatting like with an acquaintance, and then greeted the bartender watching videos not far away: "The usual, George."

"Sure!" the bartender stood up, then looked at Aomo: "Linton Trainer, want a refill?"

He said, glancing at the empty cup in front of Aomo.

Ten minutes earlier, it had previously held clear water.

Fortunately, it's a dining service dedicated to trainers, funded and operated by the Teiresen side, and the bartender's quality is also pretty high—he didn't put on a sour face.

But to say the quality is high, he isn't like the usual stereotype of constantly wiping cups; instead, when customers are idle, he sits very sincerely behind the counter watching videos, only standing up when greeted.

"Of course," Aomo pushed the cup with his finger; it slid smoothly and steadily across the smooth bar to the bartender's side, "Thanks."

"No problem!"

Within ten minutes, the bartender, whom Aomo had already noticed some ability in, very steadily took the empty cup and turned around.

He blocked Xi Qi Feng's somewhat envious gaze from behind.

Thus, this trainer turned his gaze toward the young colleague who also showed off that little trick.

"Even among horse girls, not many can pull off this trick," he praised, or perhaps sighed, with some regret.

His reaction painted a certain story, and this just happens to be a bar, but Aomo doesn't intend to listen to him talk about anything; at least for now, while he's completely clear-headed, what should be discussed is the main topic.

So Aomo calmly said: "Then let's strengthen control training of force, especially balance."

"Haha, indeed." Xi Qi Feng chuckled dryly; he wasn't angry at a new junior for chiming in like that, after all he's just the sort of easygoing person colleagues say is somewhat flighty.

"However, for horse girls, finger training isn't closely related to competition."

"I'm talking about you." Aomo said.

Then the other party fell silent.

In the few seconds of silence, only the sound of the glass cup touching the tabletop could be heard.

"Your water, and your whiskey."

The bartender's greeting cut through the heaviness like a knife, followed closely by the admonition: "Xi Qi, this time don't get drunk in front of the newcomer."

"Hah, of course not!"

In the revitalized atmosphere, he spoke with conviction.