I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

None of the players in this op match did not try their best. In fact, if Linguang and Wusheng Suzuka were excluded, the gap between all the remaining players would not be widened.

"Obviously now should be the time to enjoy the joy of victory, but Linguang you came to help me, thank you."

After a while, Silent Suzuka also got out of that state of collapse. Although his hands and feet were still weak, there was no problem standing by himself.

"It's just a small matter, but Suzuka-san, you are very powerful, and your heroic posture when running is really beautiful."

Seeing that Suzuka gained some strength, Linguang didn't let go of his hand immediately, but helped her to the wall before leaving. This action made Suzuka feel the warmth of caring.

'Linguang's character is really gentle and friendly. Although she is such a strong horse girl, she gives people a clean and warm feeling both on and off the track. '

For Wu Sheng Suzuka, who has never been able to make friends because of her naturally indifferent face, it has been a long time since such a happy and peaceful peer chatted with each other.

"No, Linguang student, you are the one. I have been watching your back on the field. Your running is like a dancing golden light. Just looking at it can make people feel inspired and magnificent."

"I've won the prize, but I'm still far from enough."

"No, I think..."

The two started bragging to each other, but it wasn't commercial because it was all from the heart.

Silent Suzuka really enjoyed this time. During the conversation with Linguang, she felt that her thoughts could be recognized and affirmed. Even if there was a disagreement, Linguang would analyze it carefully for herself.

During this exchange, the smile never faded.

"Is this what a friend feels like? Or is it only when you get along with Linguang that you can feel so relaxed and happy?"

Silent Suzuka didn't understand, she couldn't say that she wanted to make friends until she watched Linguang leave to participate in the interview.

"But it doesn't matter, it's just this short time together, Linguang also gave me new courage."

Suzuka clasped her hands in front of her chest, waiting quietly.

"After I go back, I have to tell the trainer all my thoughts. I have to tell her that I want to run in the way I like."

She made up her mind.

"Ah Hua, what do you think?"

Tore off the wrapping paper of the lollipop, and threw it into his mouth, Okino's eyes were unclear.

"A wonderful game, Linguang once again showed us her incomparable strength."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about."

Interrupting Hana Tojo, Okino seriously looked at the trainer in front of him who turned his head silently, his friend.

"After going through such a match, Suzuka must be able to understand what she is really pursuing. How are you going to tell her then? Or are you going to stick to your own opinion?"

"..."

Tojo Hana fell silent.

At the same time, far away in Hokkaido, Platinum now and the special week are resting, and before the live broadcast of the Sumire Stakes, the special week is being "tortured" by Platinum.

No, her face was too numb to express.

But fortunately, the improvement in strength is real, especially after Zhou runs now and recalls his previous appearance, he can't bear to look directly at him.

Just now she feels that she can't go back to that innocent time in the past, after all, who can stand being bombarded by that field every day, she is now resistant to such a mental damage field.

(Sintleya: Idiot, I am building spiritual armor for you! Do you think I will not be tired when I open the field every day?)

However, after watching Linguang's game, she temporarily put all these things behind her. Now in Special Zhou's mind, there is only excitement and longing, and a little bit of admiration.

"It's amazing, as expected of Miss Linguang."

Recalling the huge gap between Linguang's crushing crowd just now, and the sense of oppression that crushed everything from the front, You Qi's tail wagged inadvertently.

But at this moment, Platinum complained from the simple swing next to him.

"Week, can you have a little conscience? I've tried my best to teach you every day, but you still think it's better to be here."

"Master, stop pretending."

Don't you know her teacher of the same age who is also a naughty playmate in Special Week?

She is usually a lazy dog, and the purpose of the activities is all for her own happiness. There has never been such a fussy thing, because it will make her unhappy.

"Ah~~, week you are not as fun as you were at the beginning, how innocent and cute you were back then."

"Isn't this all your problem?! I was so innocent at the time, how miserable you were!"

"No, I trained you strictly according to the plan."

Swinging her pair of beautiful snow-white legs, Platinum looked innocent.

"Yeah, for example, let me do parallel training after the rain, and then deliberately throw me in the mud, deliberately jump from side to side while running, making me want to run but can't run, talking trash in my ear while sprinting, disrupting My thoughts..."

Counting his fingers, especially Zhou Zhou's expression is displeased.

"Hum..."

Platinum, on the other hand, had a meaningful expression on his face.

'Stupid Xiao Zhou, one day, you will understand the usefulness of these trainings.Pity me for being so caring for the first time, and I still have to complain, sad. '

Chapter 220 The Second Consecutive Battle Decision

In Mebaro Mansion, Aldan also heaved a sigh of relief.Of course, the reason for her relaxation was not because Linguang won the victory.

"Great, Linguang is fine."

The tightly clasped hands were released, and Aldan's nervous expression changed into a relaxed state.

Maybe it's because his legs are not strong, Aldan now always feels a phantom pain when he pushes his legs so much every time he watches Linguang's game.

Every time she brings herself in, she always breaks out in a cold sweat, because she finds that if she uses that kind of strength, that kind of speed, and that kind of running method, she will be hospitalized one hundred percent after the game, or even Whether it can last until after the game is a question.

Thinking of this, Aldan touched his legs lightly, and the bandages on them had been removed, but this did not mean that he could run casually.

"I want to go to the academy too, how are you all?"

"You can go if you want, as long as you follow the doctor's advice, Aldan, you can go wherever you want."

Just when Aldan was feeling sad inwardly, an old and serious voice, but secretly revealing a gentle voice, sounded from behind her.

"grandmother."

Aldan turned his head, and the familiar brim of the veiled hat was there.

"Aldan, what are you looking at?"

Patriarch Mebaro asked casually, originally it was just an introduction to the topic, she didn't really care much about what her children were looking at.

But it was Aldan's answer that really got her interested.

"It's Linguang's match. This is her first match in the Central Committee. I don't want to miss it."

"Oh, I have an impression. I have a deep impression of Linguang's child. Has she come to the center?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Patriarch Mejiro nodded approvingly.

She had a good impression of the steady and dignified Ma Niang back then, and now that she heard that she had officially set foot in the Central Committee, she praised her even more.

"Not bad, very good. She can break through the gap between the central and local governments. She has excellent talent that matches her aura. Could it be another little chestnut hat?"

"By the way, Aldan, what race did she run? How was the result? If it's the first time in the central competition, it's understandable to lose, as long as it's not so ugly."

Patriarch Mubai has a high opinion of Linguang, this is the experience she has brought from many years of experience, she firmly believes that she will not be mistaken.

But Patriarch Mebaro is not very optimistic about the result of this game, because there are too many possibilities of acclimatization or nervous mistakes, as long as there is no manipulation deformation, then she thinks it can be accepted.

'Well, after all, her sister might not have the talent of Xintraya's level. '

"Linguang is No.1."

Aldan replied with a little excitement, this news made Patriarch Mejiro's eyes light up.

"Very good, a good start. It can be seen that Lin Guang has a high level of adaptability. It can be said that the biggest psychological obstacle has been cleared."

"It's more than that."

Aldan picked up the remote control and operated it on the TV a few times, and the scene of the horse girl competition suddenly appeared on the TV that was originally showing advertisements.

"Look, grandma, this is the replay of the Sumire Championship. Linguang won an unprecedented victory."

Aldan was as happy as if she was the one who won the victory, and even changed his usual gentle and demure posture a little, inviting Patriarch Mejiro to watch with him in a less elegant manner.

"You child, pay attention to your manners."

Hilariously, she patted her junior on the head, but Patriarch Mebaro did not refuse, even though her schedule was very tight.

Although it is an exaggeration to say that there are so many things to do every day, and it is also a daily routine to be busy from morning to night, but she is still willing to respond to the children's intention to get close.

She only watched the replay with an attitude of getting closer to Aldan, but her eyes were gradually captured by the game on TV.

Especially when she saw Linguang speeding up all the way and taking the first place with all his might, and the horse girls behind him could only see the outline.

"!"

The hand with the silk glove was clenched tightly, leaving traces of the smooth glove, and the face under the veil was dazed to see something incredible.

"This is the central arena... It's different. It's different from ordinary horse racing girls. What Linguang is showing now is a talent that crosses the ages."

"This year, Shanxin and Ryan seem to be also the golden year, which perfectly overlaps with Linguang's forward path."

Speaking of this, Patriarch Mubai wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, if she hadn't considered her image in front of Aldan, she would have sighed aloud.

"How unlucky these two children are. Meeting an opponent of Linguang's level, the road ahead must be full of disasters."

"Yes, grandma, but I still feel that if I can have a racehorse girl like Linguang as my opponent in my life, it will be the greatest happiness."

Aldan touched his legs, and then imagined the future of Shanxin and Ryan.

"The goal of the challenge is there, and the goal of being able to pursue a lifetime is standing there, learning together, and surpassing the original self together. Although the goal is still far away, looking back, I have already reached a distance that I could not even imagine."

"Isn't this a romantic and happy thing?"

The patriarch was speechless, she looked at Aldan, whose pretty face was slightly red, and his eyes seemed to be shining like broken diamonds, and she had to admit her opinion.

"It seems that I have been away from the race for too long, and the feeling of growing up has been forgotten. It is unreasonable for me to subconsciously use my reputation to measure everything about a horse girl."

Lovingly stroking Aldan's light blue hair, Patriarch Meshiro showed the kindness of an old man.

On the other side, Linguang was being interviewed by reporters.

"Miss Linguang, now you have won the Violet Stakes so beautifully, and you won by a short distance. Presumably, the qualification for GⅢ has been issued. I don't know what your next goal is?"

"In my case, I might continue with an op match, not long after."

Linguang broke the big news.

"Continuous challenges! This is no joke."

The interviewing reporter couldn't believe it, and he quickly moved the microphone closer.

"Not only is the physical strength unable to fully recover, but even the body may suffer from hidden injuries. May I ask what made you and the trainer Beiyuan make such a decision?"

"Because my qualifications are not enough now, there is not a game in GⅢ that I can participate in in February."

"A February-limited competition? Isn't it GⅢ? Could it be!"

Thinking of this, the answer in the reporter's mind was already very clear, but he was still too excited to control himself.

"Could it be that you plan to participate in the Yayoi Award?!"

Chapter 220 Three Reporters Acting Undercover

As soon as this remark came out, all the reporters in the audience couldn't control themselves. They crowded forward frantically, trying to get themselves into Linguang's line of sight, so as to ask for more information.

"As a GⅡ, the Yayoi Award has an extraordinary status. It can be said that it is the best in the GII. The reason is that it really is the Satsuki Award!"

"The winner of the Yayoi Award has the priority to sign up for the Satsuki Award. It can be said to participate in the preliminaries of the classic triple crown. Are you planning to take the royal route!"

The reporters off the field whispered to each other and whispered.

"It's incredible, are you so confident? I firmly believe that I can get the right to leave the GⅡ event after two OP events."

"But what's funny is that I actually believe what this horse girl said [-]%. I think from the bottom of my heart that she only needs one more race to be eligible to participate in GII."