Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 126 Don’t let it slip, Ah Chuan

When it comes to training and guidance, actions are often more effective than words.

Many experienced trainers often invite horse girls they have coached to help their current horses by organizing parallel runs and training races.

In addition to formal training, there are also various social gatherings, which are designed to allow seniors to pass on their experience to juniors.

Compared with direct guidance that emphasizes theory and practice, seniors are often much more relaxed and casual when communicating.

In this atmosphere, horse racing girls can more easily absorb experience, especially details that trainers don't notice.

For example, what Vodka said just now, Yasui Zhen really didn't pay attention to it.

If you think about it carefully, you can indeed feel that even though he is younger, Xingmu is more aggressive in competitions than Beibu Xuanju, but it is not easy to notice if you don't pay close attention.

Realizing this, Yasui really wanted to strike while the iron was hot and say something to Kitagawa Genju, but there was a sudden uproar in the audience.

The broadcast voice also became obviously surprised.

"It's... the Golden Ship player."

"Hmm... The Golden Boat contestant seems to be resisting the gate. She looks very anxious, and the staff are trying to calm her down... Ah!"

"There must be some misunderstanding. The Golden Boat contestant pushed the staff aside. Is he trying to enter the gate on his own?"

"No, she ran to the fence and... kicked it?! This, this..."

"...Should I say he's worthy of being a Golden Ship player?"

In the last few sentences, the live commentator and guest commentator sounded nervous and obviously at a loss for words.

The uproar in the audience gradually turned into laughter. Along with the increasingly loud laughter, screams and cheers of "Golden Ship" and "Sir Golden Ship" soon sounded in unison, and the Kyoto stadium was filled with a cheerful atmosphere for a while.

Amidst the laughter, a low roar of anger was heard from beside An Jingzhen and others.

"What is she doing? Does this girl... even know this is a competition?"

Holding the railing tightly, with the golden ears on his head folded back, the Golden Master narrowed his eyes and stared at the gate of the stadium.

Zhongshan Qingqing still held the lollipop in her mouth and looked very casual, but the twitching of her ears and tail clearly revealed the turmoil in her heart.

With one hand on his elbow and the other hand pressing the chain glasses on the bridge of his nose to measure, Meng Zhilv was obviously much calmer than his two sisters.

"Don't worry, Master.

“You know that Ah Chuan’s entry level has never been outstanding.

"Speaking of the staff... Oh, even the old man has gone there, hasn't he?"

Just as the Dream Journey said, the Golden Ship behaved strangely in front of the gate for a while, and the nearby staff were pushed away before approaching again, with an old man standing outside the fence in the middle.

The old man was wearing a camel-colored vest with the uniform of a trainer from the Tresen Academy underneath.

He has short gray hair, but his body is straight. As he follows the staff forward, his steps seem to be more agile than those of the young people.

Before he even got close to the golden ship in the fence, he raised his hand high, waving a hood-like decoration in his hand and shouting something.

On the big screen facing the audience, there was a clear smile on his old and vigorous face.

Like a miracle, the silver-haired girl who had been kicking the fence just a few minutes ago suddenly calmed down.

She walked obediently to the old man, letting him touch her cheek with a smile. She put on the hood obediently and patted her chest hard.

Then, with her chest heaving, she waved to the old man, waved her fist at the staff around her, and walked towards the gate alone.

The starting point of the Emperor's spring viewing was located in a straight line directly opposite the audience seats. Seeing this scene from afar on the big screen, the Golden Master breathed a sigh of relief silently.

The dents made by her knuckles on the alloy tube bounced back slightly, and her tense body suddenly relaxed.

He took the bare lollipop stick out of his mouth, took out a new one, peeled off the wrapper and put it in his mouth, and Zhongshan Celebration snorted.

"Wasting a lollipop on me...it's really worrying." Glancing at her, Meng Zhilv shook his head, "You should eat less sugar."

Then she pushed up her glasses, stared at the gate, and frowned slightly.

"It seems the old man's words are still effective, but the position of Gate 1...

"I don't know if Ah Chuan's chaotic preparations for war are any use.

"in addition……

"Don't let it slip like last time in Tianchun, Ah Chuan..."

……

"Okay, after a few twists and turns, the Golden Boat contestants finally made it through the gates."

Seeing that everything was back on track at the gate, the voices of the live broadcast calmed down as if they had breathed a sigh of relief.

"The remaining runners are also entering the gates one after another under the guidance of the staff. The competition is about to begin..."

A familiar commentary voice came, his ears twitched, and he unconsciously touched the cold gate, and the golden ship stretched out to the hood on his face.

She didn't like hoods. They seemed crudely made and always gave her a strange itchy and tingling sensation when she wore them on her head.

However, these feelings just happened to isolate the more inexplicable anxiety, allowing her to focus on the game in front of her, which was always distracted for various reasons.

For example, now, in addition to the miserable state of the inner lane in front after being ravaged by the previous 10 games, she can also pay attention to the flashes of light leaking through the gap in the gate.

That's the gold thread on the Clever Maze Finale Suit. It's quite fancy, but it doesn't suit my taste...

Wait, why am I distracted again...

She was startled and shook her head quickly. Just as she was about to turn her attention back to the road ahead, she suddenly remembered this moment last year.

Or perhaps it was the company of an old figure after the last defeat, and the sugar cubes handed over with a gentle smile.

The sweetness and subtle bitterness that now swirls on the back of my tongue are probably from the sugar residue I swallowed back then...

Why are you distracted again? Wait, didn't I just say that...

Oops, it’s so annoying!
Damn... why is the competition so troublesome!
Can’t we start earlier? I still have to go eat fried fish with everyone!
Come to think of it, did Xiaobei bring me some fried fish for lunch? It was quite delicious. I'll ask her where she bought it later...

Tsk, Sister Meng is definitely going to tell me to eat less sweets again...

And that guy, the Master, actually dared to say that kind of thing. I must find an opportunity to teach him a lesson...

The celebration didn't even bother to say something good for me. Seriously, I was clearly practicing hard with "Golden Ship Lord's Leak-Proof Mahjong Special Training"...

In short, after this game, I will definitely...

Click.

Just like the blind-hearing mahjong reflexes that have been practiced hard, the crisp sound of the mechanical lock's beating reached my ears, and my spine straightened like a conditioned reflex.

The threat of "I'll make you pay if you dare to leak the gate", mixed with the muttering of "What a mess of special training", twisted into invisible reins in her mind, and she unconsciously tilted her center of gravity to her front foot which had been positioned long ago.

The rough inside of the hood rubbed against her eye sockets, and she blinked unconsciously.

The moment she stepped onto the inner track, she felt the expected bad touch, but she didn't frown.

I couldn't help but swallow, and the bitter sweetness in my memory and the expected sweetness of the thick and roasted fish emerged in my mind uncontrollably.

Unable to help but glance at the 16 figures outside and the boiling audience seats in the distance, she grinned at the air.

It’s finally time to start, everyone…

(End of this chapter)